A carefree soldier king in the city

Chapter 712 Showing Concern

"Stop, stop, stop, eight times is fine." Just kidding, what if you suddenly have ten or twenty of them?

"Deal!" Chao Bufan and his four companions all wore victorious smiles.

After explaining the relevant matters, Old Tian left.

Back at his lodgings, Old Tian sighed, “Alas! It’s true what they say, ‘New talents emerge in every generation, and the old are replaced by new ones!’ Now it’s the era of these young people; we’re all getting old!”

“Yes! We’re all old now, and we’ve lost the drive we had when we were young!” Old Xie, Old Tian’s trusted confidant, sighed as well. “Sir, I don’t think you’re very angry; on the contrary, you seem to be in a good mood.”

Old Tian smiled deeply, even with a hint of pride, and said, "My nephew is quite good! I'm appreciating him more and more now."

"Compared to your grandsons, he certainly has his strengths." Old Xie wasn't afraid of angering his master; he spoke the truth frankly and without reservation.

"Old Xie, what do you think will happen if I hand over the Tian family business to my nephew to manage?" Old Tian asked with a hint of caution.

"It's certain that your family business will grow bigger and bigger, but I reckon your grandsons won't be happy." Old Xie understood his master's thoughts.

"Sigh!" Old Tian sighed deeply and said, "When will those good-for-nothings ever give me a break!"

“Master, although once you’ve made a decision, no one dares to go against your wishes, I still think you should reconsider carefully, lest you damage the harmony between the brothers.” As expected of Old Tian’s trusted confidant over the years, he always puts his master’s interests first.

"Yes! I should seriously consider it, after all, grandsons and nephews are the same." Old Tian sighed again.

Over here, Chao Bufan and his group were overjoyed, after all, they had made a fortune.

"Dawei, you're something else! You even dared to scam your own grandfather." Wang Dakeng put a hand on Ge Dawei's shoulder and praised him.

Ge Dawei shrugged and spread his hands: "What's such a small amount of money to him? Why not take it? Besides, we'll need to spend a lot of money along the way! I'm doing this for all of us."

"Good brother, loyal!" Everyone immediately gave Ge Dawei a big thumbs up.

It was already 11 p.m., and they were still playing and joking around, showing no sign of leaving.

"Hey guys, I feel stuffy in here. How about we go outside for some fresh air and grab a late-night snack to appease our hunger?" Chao Bufan suggested.

"Agreed." Passed unanimously.

After having a late-night snack, the eight people went up to the top deck.

The ocean is so mysterious and unpredictable; when calm, it is like a gentle mother comforting you; when fierce, it is like a raging beast roaring.

The sea breeze at night is obviously much cooler than the sea breeze during the day. With a gentle breeze blowing, you can feel a slight coolness on every inch of your skin.

Eight people stood by the railing, facing the sea, where spring was in full bloom.

But at this moment, the moon is like a shy young girl, half-hidden in the clouds, while the twinkling stars adorn most people's dreams.

At this moment, none of them made a sound. They nestled quietly in the embrace of Mother Ocean, enjoying this rare tranquility!

A moment later, Chao Bufan, on a whim, blurted out: "The spring river rises with the tide, level with the sea; the bright moon rises with the tide. Rippling waves stretch for thousands of miles; where on the spring river is there no moonlight?"

Tang Qianqian continued, "The river meanders around the fragrant fields, the moon shines on the flower forest like scattered snowflakes; the frost flows in the air unnoticed, and the white sand on the riverbank is invisible."

Yang Qin recited: "The river and sky are one color, without a speck of dust; the bright moon hangs alone in the sky. Who first saw the moon by the riverbank? In what year did the river moon first shine on man?"

Zhang Yi said: "Life goes on endlessly, generation after generation, but the river moon remains the same year after year. I wonder for whom the river moon waits, but all I see is the Yangtze River carrying its flowing water."

Wang Zidao wrote: "A white cloud drifts leisurely away, and on the shores of Qingfengpu, sorrow is overwhelming. Whose boat is that tonight? Where is the moonlit tower, where does longing reside?"

Zhou Weihua: "The moon lingers pitifully above the tower, its light surely shining on the dressing table of the one who has departed. The jade curtain cannot be rolled up to keep it out, and the moonlight returns even when brushed away from the washing stone."

Ge Dawei: "At this moment, we gaze at each other but cannot hear each other's voices; I wish to follow the moonlight to shine upon you. Wild geese fly far but cannot cross the light; fish and dragons leap and dive, creating patterns on the water."

Wang Dakeng: "Last night, in a dream by the tranquil pool, fallen flowers drifted down; alas, spring is half gone, and I cannot return home. The river flows on, spring is almost over, and the moon sets again in the west over the river pool. The slanting moon sinks deep into the sea mist, and the road to Jieshi and Xiaoxiang stretches endlessly. I wonder how many will return by moonlight; the setting moon stirs emotions, filling the river and the trees."

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Three unusual rounds of applause suddenly rang out behind them, and then Sakata Saburo appeared with his eight ninjas. He said approvingly, "You all have quite the refined taste! I admire you! I admire you!"

Chao Bufan and the others turned around at the same time. Chao Bufan smiled faintly and said, "What, could it be that Third Master has also come to enjoy this beautiful night view?"

"What, is it not allowed?" Saburo Sakata asked with a smile.

"Sure, of course!" Chao Bufan smiled broadly, making no attempt to hide his goodwill. "This is your territory, Third Master!"

Sakata Saburo walked to Chao Bufan's side, facing the sea, while his eight ninjas did not have friendly expressions, as if their relatives had been killed, and looked particularly ugly.

"Third Master is indeed Third Master; he always has a few tagalongs following him wherever he goes." Chao Bufan ignored them and turned to face the sea.

“There’s no other way,” Saburo Sakata said, seemingly with a helpless resignation. “If I don’t find a few people to protect me, I might lose my life one day.”

"Third Master, you're joking. You're rich and powerful, so who would dare to mess with you, right, Third Master?" Chao Bufan said with interest.

Sakata Saburo gripped the railing with both hands, smiled, and said, "You know what, there really were a few arrogant young people who messed with me and almost took my life."

Wang Dakeng said angrily, "This is outrageous! Who has the audacity to harm Third Master? Don't they value their lives?"

Sakata Saburo sneered and said, "I am truly flattered by your concern for me, Sakata Saburo!"

"Third Master, you flatter me! We're 'friends,' after all! It's only right to show some concern." Chao Bufan laughed. "Third Master, your bodyguards are truly loyal and responsible! They even wear long faces when protecting their master. They're really rare and good servants!"

Upon hearing this, Sakata Saburo smiled slightly, then turned to the eight ninjas and gave them a look, signaling them to step back.

"Master." The eight ninjas seemed unwilling to leave.

Saburo Sakata said calmly, "All of you, step back."