Chapter 57: Five Seconds of Pity for You

"Young Master hasn’t had an episode for a long time. It must have been hearing Miss Pei Xi’s name just now that triggered his mental instability. In the future, if we come across anyone or anything connected to Miss Pei Xi again, we need to be prepared in advance. Luckily, you acted quickly just now, or Young Master would have hurt someone," another bodyguard said.

Hearing this, Fang Yuan understood: this young master was mentally ill, and by the looks of it, his condition was already beyond hope. He had also just heard the people inside calling his name—Zheng Ming.

Zheng Hao was also surnamed Zheng. He wondered if there was any connection between them. Clearly, the family was far from ordinary; if the illness could be cured, it would have been long ago. It seemed the situation was truly dire.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yuan considered leaving immediately, but then remembered his phone was still in that man’s hand.

So, reluctantly, Fang Yuan knocked on the door. It opened very quickly—the same black-clad man as before.

"What is it?" The man eyed Fang Yuan warily, glancing back at those inside.

"My phone… it’s still in that guy’s hand," Fang Yuan said quietly. Through the crack in the door, he saw Zheng Ming still lying on the bed—he wouldn’t be waking up any time soon.

The man gave a signal to someone inside, and another black-clad man brought Fang Yuan his phone.

Once he retrieved it, Fang Yuan immediately took the elevator down. The bodyguard only closed the door after watching him leave.

When Fang Yuan returned to the first floor, Guo Xiaohua and Sister Xin were still chatting, completely oblivious to what he had just experienced.

Sister Xin said a few final words before leaving. By now, Guo Xiaohua had clearly had quite a bit to drink, but his mind remained alert.

The liquor here was indeed different from the beer outside. In the past, Fang Yuan had only had some wine, but he didn’t care for it much. Normally, he just drank beer and had never tasted the specially crafted drinks served here at night.

Though he didn’t usually drink much, Fang Yuan held his liquor well and rarely got drunk. During their drinking, Guo Xiaohua told Fang Yuan a few things about the Longmen Security Agency.

The one currently in charge was known as Brother Nan, a well-respected figure in these circles. He was straightforward, easygoing, and got along well with everyone. He was a man of principles, and those who worked with Brother Nan always held him in great respect.

Of course, if you crossed his bottom line, he dealt with things swiftly and cleanly. There was once someone who thought Brother Nan was too soft and made backdoor deals with other clients behind his back.

When Brother Nan found out, that man had both hands cut off and was never seen again.

Incidents like that didn’t need to happen often—just one or two examples were enough to keep the rest in line.

Brother Nan, however, was never unfair to his people. As long as you did your job honestly, you’d never be mistreated.

Guo Xiaohua was promoted because he was capable; Brother Nan had taken a liking to him and promoted him several times. Guo Xiaohua was dependable and never caused Brother Nan any worry.

Recently, Brother Nan had encountered some trouble and wanted to find someone to protect him at all times.

Their organization already had the best fighters in the city. Naturally, when looking for someone, they preferred to select from within—people they could trust without worrying about secrets getting out.

Brother Nan thought so too, but after much consideration, he hadn’t found anyone to his liking. Guo Xiaohua didn’t know exactly what Brother Nan needed the person for, but he remembered the criteria: first, the person had to be able to fight; second, they should have no attachments, so Brother Nan could rest easy.

If he found someone satisfactory, Brother Nan might keep him around permanently or find another position for him in the company later on.

Since witnessing Fang Yuan’s skills last time, Guo Xiaohua thought Fang Yuan would be a perfect fit to protect Brother Nan. He mentioned it to Brother Nan, who told him to sound Fang Yuan out.

While looking into Fang Yuan’s background, Guo Xiaohua discovered someone else was also quietly investigating him. Worried that someone else might snatch Fang Yuan first, Guo Xiaohua urgently wanted to hear Fang Yuan’s thoughts.

There was an unspoken rule in the underworld: if someone had already gained another’s consent or recognition, others should give up hope. Trying to outbid or poach someone in this way was unacceptable.

After listening to Guo Xiaohua, Fang Yuan neither refused nor agreed, keeping his attitude ambiguous.

Guo Xiaohua had been in this business for years and, based on his experience, thought Fang Yuan would soon accept and be delighted by the opportunity.

But to his surprise, Fang Yuan’s reaction was notably indifferent. Even though Guo Xiaohua considered this a once-in-a-lifetime offer, Fang Yuan didn’t seem to care all that much.

If it were someone else, they might have been immediately interested in Guo Xiaohua’s proposal. But Fang Yuan’s skills had come to him so easily, almost effortlessly, so he didn’t value them the way Guo Xiaohua expected.

The reason Fang Yuan hadn’t immediately refused was because he recalled seeing Brother Nan’s transaction by chance while diving last time.

"I don’t know what kind of business this Brother Nan is in. Even if I wanted to accept, I’d want to know in advance what kind of person I’d be working with in the future," Fang Yuan said.

His intuition told him that Brother Nan’s business went beyond simple delivery services. Guo Xiaohua had previously admitted that the name "Longmen Security Agency" was just for ease of remembrance. Besides delivery, they must be involved in other ventures.

"That… I really can’t tell you right now. Only after you agree and sign the contract will we disclose what kind of work you’ll be doing. But I can guarantee you, everything we do is legal. We would never break the law," Guo Xiaohua promised earnestly.

"Let me think about it," Fang Yuan replied. In truth, he was inclined to accept—after all, his abilities were right there, and he was eager to see what other potential he had yet to discover.