"A year ago, I received intel on the ultimate treasure, the Bodhi Heart…"
Zhou Fan blew out a smoke ring and looked out the window, a flicker of reminiscence in his eyes…
"What a damn bastard, betraying his own brother! People like that should be killed on sight!" After Zhou Fan finished his brief account, the men cursed in unison. Qian Rong even slammed his fist forward, nearly shattering the car window.
"Boss, what are you planning to do next? Are you just going to keep living like this? Don't you want revenge?" Qian Rong hesitated for a moment before voicing the question on his mind.
Instantly, Fan also turned to look at Zhou Fan, ignoring the pain in his body.
"Revenge? What revenge? I was ambushed and injured, and I still haven't recovered. I can only use about half my strength!" Zhou Fan rolled down the car window, letting the night wind blow in as he spoke softly. "Besides, I have a wife, a home, and money now. Life is pretty good!"
