Chapter 1133: Surface History

a warm room that isn't cold and empty, sleeping in a comfortable double bed instead of alone." Gazing at the night sky, Wang Zheng's eyes were deep and distant: "Born into such a family where all sibl...Chapter 1133: Surface History

"This century egg and chicken congee tastes really good." Han Baoguo, with a smiling expression, handed the empty bowl to Han Xingye and said, "Girlie, go get grandpa another serving."

"Grandpa, this is already your third bowl. Can your stomach handle it" Han Xingye asked puzzledly. Ever since Old Han and Great-Old-Han paid an unexpected visit, they hadn't even mentioned their purpose for coming but started eating breakfast like crazy; her father Han Tuosu had already finished his third bowl.

"During the war, your grandpa could eat eight steamed buns in one meal. How can a few bowls of congee be anything" Han Baoguo said discontentedly. "Are you really thinking that your grandpa has become an old fossil"

"Of course not, Grandpa is still going to live till two hundred years old." Han Xingye smiled and got another bowl for him. "But the pot of congee that Sister Sheng Fei cooked is almost gone with just the two of you."

"How come Your grandpa raised you up, so what's wrong with eating a few bowls of your congee" Han Baoguo blew his beard and glared.

"Grandpa, keep drinking. I have already started cooking the second pot," Sheng Fei said with a smile.

The two tigers from the Han family were gulping down the food as much as they could, while Wang Zheng was eating voraciously too, seemingly afraid that they would snatch his meals.

Since these two hadn't stated their purpose for coming, Wang Zheng wouldn’t ask them either and just wait to see who would get impatient first.

In the end, after finishing his third bowl of congee, Han Baoguo put down his bowl and looked at Wang Zheng meaningfully. "This congee is pretty good, right"

Wang Zheng slurped on his porridge and, upon hearing this, rolled his eyes immediately: "You've already had three bowls yourself. Don't you know how good the porridge tastes"

Han Tuosu, who was beside him, suddenly coughed a few times as if he had been choked by something. It was the first time in many years that he heard someone speak to his father like this.

Across from them, Han Xingye also gave Wang Zheng a thumbs up.

"Then let's talk," said Han Baoguo after taking a look at Wang Zheng, the little fox, with an appreciative gaze in his eyes.

"What do you want to discuss Do you mean about this century egg chicken porridge" Wang Zheng also laughed as he put down his bowl.

When they heard that everyone was going to talk about serious matters, the three girls went upstairs by themselves.

"How's life been lately" asked Han Baoguo.

"It’s been okay. I wake up naturally every day without worrying if someone is going to assassinate me. It’s quite leisurely," Wang Zheng said with a smile, but the smile didn’t look as carefree and relaxed as he claimed.

“Waiting must be an unpleasant feeling; it's probably quite torturous,” Han Tuosu suddenly interjected.

"There's nothing I can do about it." Once this topic came up, Wang Zheng’s tone instantly became less casual. After Ziqiong appeared, he suppressed his urge to act as usual and opted instead for waiting. No one knew just how much torture he had endured after making such a decision.

"If I jump out proactively, it would be exactly what they expect. I'd be a reckless prey, walking right into the trap they've laid for me." Wang Zheng shook his head: "Although I can sometimes act impulsively, I'm not that foolish."

At times, Wang Zheng couldn't fathom why his enemies had managed to leave so many contingency plans and set up numerous traps long ago, always putting him in a passive position where he could only react to their moves, making each confrontation extremely dangerous.

"Moreover, if I can't help but take the initiative and jump out first, even though Su Fuhua would be the apparent target of my actions, who knows how many others might secretly stab me in the back. I certainly don’t want to get killed by a hidden shot due to a momentary impulse." Wang Zheng’s voice carried an icy chill.

"I'm glad you understand this," Han Baoguo said. In this country, only a few people had the qualifications to speak those words of satisfaction to Wang Zheng, and General Han Baoguo was one of them.

"However, you still need to be more vigilant because this time, you will face Su Fuhua directly," Han Baoguo said seriously, his tone heavy with an unignorable solemnity: "He has been out of public view for so many years, but you must not underestimate him."

"I have never underestimated him," Wang Zheng squinted his eyes and replied.

"Trust me. No matter how certain you are in your heart that you haven't underestimated him, you inevitably have." Han Baoguo said: "In the era of war and turmoil, he was one of the most successful individuals. Even calling it a millennium achievement wouldn’t be an exaggeration. If you were to put yourself in his shoes, do you think you could achieve what Su Fuhua did"

Wang Zheng remained silent.

In truth, when he honestly examined himself, he knew for certain that he couldn't possibly match Su Fuhua's level. To rise like a comet in such times and be called an outstanding warlord wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

"What you see is just the surface of Su Fuhua; I’ve fought alongside him for many years, so none of you understand him as well as I do." Han Baoguo’s tone was extremely solemn: "I must admit that being his comrade-in-arms was an honor. As his enemy back then, Su Fuhua was a nightmarish existence. The more familiar with him one becomes, the more one understands how terrifying he is."

Wang Zheng's expression froze. He knew that Su Fuhua was very formidable, but he never expected him to be so important in Han Baoguo’s eyes.

If he were the enemy's nightmare, then wasn't he his enemy

"Cruel and ruthless, for the sake of achieving his goal, he would resort to any means necessary. Except for his own life, everything else can be sacrificed," Han Baoguo sighed as he spoke.

"Your competition with him has reached a stage where it’s all about who is more ruthless and crazy. In this regard, I believe you won’t match up to him," said Han Baoguo after taking a sip of water.

"I can't keep up with him" Wang Zheng believed that he was sometimes like a madman himself, so when Han Baoguo described him this way, he didn't quite believe it. That old guy who was almost in his coffin, even if he let loose and went crazy, how far could he go

"Because you won’t lose your reason; you definitely can’t be more ruthless than him," Han Baoguo looked up at the chandelier in the living room, as if recalling some long-forgotten events from years past, a look of melancholy in his old eyes.

"Old man, if you have something to say, just say it. I’m very willing to accept it," Wang Zheng smiled.

"I knew you wouldn’t believe me, so what I said before was right; you ultimately underestimated him."

Han Baoguo spoke calmly: "Do you know about the ambush on Dragon Mountain years ago"

Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes and replied with a nod. "Of course I do. As long as someone is Chinese, it’s unlikely that anyone wouldn’t know about the ambush on Dragon Mountain."uth for a rough kiss!Among all the women Wang Zheng had seen, Zhang Yafeng would definitely rank in the top five overall. Especially with her mature body that could ignite men's fantasies and desires....