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The capital city was not home to Jufeng, even though Situ Yu had prepared luxurious possessions and a clever, elegant maid for Ju Yinmo.
Yet, Jufeng had to set off, continuing the glorious path of return.
The journey had made Showy a sensation, igniting excitement throughout Huaguo and even the world, like a large pot of water boiling over, with the sound echoing across the nation.
After eight years, the world had undergone a transformation, with many fresh faces sprouting up like mushrooms after rain. Some had not experienced the glorious days of Jufeng's reign, but they were nonetheless familiar with the name.
For all these years, that name had repeatedly echoed in their ears, as those who had lived through it recounted the unprecedented achievements created by Huaguo's Underworld Young Master.
Thus, when Jufeng reappeared on Huaguo's stage in a showy manner, countless admirers flocked to him, followers as numerous as the grains of sand along the Ganges.
They all wanted to witness Jufeng's charisma; many passionate young people regarded him as an idol, after all, the myth he created resonated more closely with the masses.
A few brothers started from an inconspicuous place in Huan City University District and, through bravery and wisdom, overcame challenges to reach the pinnacle of success.
Once equally spirited youths, each of them was now a renowned regional leader. Seeing Jufeng was like witnessing a living history of a hero's growth—how could it not be inspiring and uplifting?
Yin Mo remained in the luxury car, with many protecting them from the shadows, so he was unaware of the magnificent scene unfolding beyond his sight.
However, when the luxury car arrived in Washing City, he was truly stunned by what lay before him.
Washing City was the foundation of the hurricane; it was where Jufeng had risen to wealth. Now it had become their stronghold. Xue was already an unseen king here; even the mayor had to show him respect.
This was not only due to Underworld's prestige but also because Xue had tirelessly supported Washing City's development. In a sense, Zongheng Express Company was an enterprise of the hurricane, and its headquarters in Washing City brought immense benefits to the area. Moreover, Xue often acted generously.
Canglang One Floating Life remained unchanged in name but bore no resemblance to its former self. Many towering skyscrapers now stood tall around it; what used to be Canglang's Floating Life on the second floor was now obscured among the buildings, nearly unrecognizable.
What is The Passage of Time? It is only when one observes the faces of others that this concept becomes truly intuitive; when things change, it evokes even deeper reflections.
"Now, Canglang One Floating Life has transformed into the Canglang One Floating Life district, where many Fortune 500 companies have set up shop. Our headquarters remains here, but the Brothers are not accustomed to the commercial atmosphere and enter and exit through a different entrance."
Xue stood before the hundreds of solemn yet excited members of the Hurricane Gang, watching as Jufeng stepped out of a Luxury Car. He felt deeply moved but did not express it; instead, he spoke these words.
Jufeng looked at Xue, whose eyes sparkled with both smiles and tears. A simple embrace conveyed more than a thousand words.
As his gaze swept across the towering buildings that seemed endless, he truly felt as if he were in another world.
"I leave this place in your hands; you will take better care of it than I ever could. Thank you for your hard work."
Jufeng and Xue were the earliest partners, having once delivered packages together, their bond was incredibly strong.
In just ten years, they had transformed into the ruling class of this world. Jufeng couldn't help but feel a twinge of nostalgia.
Xue smiled and shook his head. "Are we still being polite, Wind? But all of this is just me temporarily managing things for Yin Mo. Everyone here in the Canglang One Floating Life district belongs to Yin Mo."
As soon as Xue finished speaking, he suddenly extended his right hand, prompting hundreds of brothers behind him to shout in unison: "We greet you, Brother Jufeng! We greet you, Young Master Yin Mo!"
The sound was like thunder, echoing into the sky, relentless and powerful.
Xue's gesture filled Jufeng with deep appreciation. Among the members of the Azure Society, there were original members from Hurricane as well as new recruits, yet their direct leader was only Xue Yi. Now that Xue had them call him Brother Jufeng, it proved Xue's loyalty.
This place will always be your home!
However, the eight-year-old Yin Mo, being called Young Master by these hundreds of people in unison, found it truly hard to adapt and even felt a little anxious.
He had been holding hands with Yaxuan, and in just a short time, they had already become familiar with each other. Yaxuan was truly a rare and extraordinary woman, which made it easy for Yin Mo to trust her.
"Yaxuan sister, what does it mean when they call me 'young master'?"
Yin Mo understood the meaning of 'young master,' but he didn't grasp what it represented at that moment. As he had collected swords, mansions, and luxury cars along the way, his mind was struggling to catch up.
Yaxuan gently smiled and explained, "Being called 'young master' means that from now on, they will listen to you. Whatever you ask them to do, they will do it. Just like with me."
Yin Mo was taken aback by her words. He looked at the brawny men around him, exuding an air of competence and energy. If these hundreds of people truly listened to him, what an incredible sight that would be.
Jufeng called Yin Mo over to his side. Looking into his son's eyes, he could see what was on his mind. However, Romain was not worried; it just required some time. Once the shock wore off, Yin Mo would naturally adapt.
Jufeng did not intend to interfere more in Yin Mo's life journey. Regardless of what others thought of him, he had no regrets about the eight years that allowed Yin Mo to live such a life. Those eight years were foundational, ensuring that no matter how great the storms he faced in the future, he would be able to stand firm.
"Call him uncle," Romain said, pointing at Xue.
Yin Mo obediently called out "uncle," causing Xue to smile broadly.
This was even more exciting than seeing his own child.
Xue squatted down and said to Yin Mo, "Yin Mo, do you see the uncles standing behind you?"
Yin Mo nodded, unsure of what Xue meant.
"From now on, they will all listen to you, and there will be even more people who will listen to you. Look at the vast buildings behind you; they are all yours. In the future, you will possess even more than this. Many people will be willing to give their lives for you, and there will be plenty of wealth laid before you for your enjoyment. However—"
Xue paused slightly and spoke more seriously, "But Yin Mo must understand that the more you have, the greater your responsibilities become. You cannot let others follow your orders for free, nor can you act recklessly just because you have money. You should live like those eight years—unchanged by external possessions. Do you understand?"
Yin Mo nodded as if he understood. For him, all of this was like the obscure and difficult words found in ancient books. He could only temporarily memorize everything and then use the time ahead to slowly digest and savor it.
Xue Chong gently rubbed Yin Mo's head and then stood up, addressing Jufeng.
"They are still in Azure Waterside, waiting for you. Even though they may not show it, their hearts are surely filled with emotions. They miss Yin Mo very much, so take the child to see them."
Yin Mo thought that his journey back would end here, but unexpectedly, there were more important people he needed to meet.
Jufeng nodded at the words, sadness welling up in his eyes. After all, he felt he had let them down.
Poor them, waiting for Jufeng for eight years.
(To be continued)
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