Chapter 43
One of the bodyguards of the second-generation tycoon fired a bullet into the sky, causing the already chaotic crowd to surge even more frantically toward the travel ships below.
Children cried out in terror, adults cursed, and some people incited the crowd wildly: “Move! The ship is about to leave!”
For every ten people who made it down the ramp, a hundred more surged frantically at the top. An eight- or nine-year-old child was nearly pushed off the crowded gangway into the sea, but fortunately, Yan Shiying grabbed him and pulled him back up.
Some people ran straight into the cockpit the moment they boarded, ordering the pilot to set sail immediately, completely disregarding the safety of the other passengers still on the ramp. Just then, another shot rang out.
Seeing that the ship was still not moving, even more people burst into the cockpit. The scene was absolute chaos; some even began making threats. Although many on the ship opposed setting sail, their protests were merely verbal; no one actually stepped forward to physically stop these desperate thugs. The cockpit crew was forced to start the engine.
The ship, which could have accommodated over two thousand tourists, was forced to leave with only a little over a thousand on board. Those left behind could only watch helplessly; no matter how they called out or pleaded, the ship showed no sign of returning.
Order was only restored when the Black and White Striped Hats came out with their “Truths” (guns). The mustache man shouted, “The next person to make a noise gets shot! This is the high seas—a death or two is just like a frog jumping into water, perfectly ordinary!”
At this, everyone fell silent. No one dared to squeeze onto the ramp anymore for fear of being pushed into the ocean, leaving a large empty space on the gangway.
Standing on the ramp, Yan Shiqi announced: “The Yan family’s cruise ship will be here shortly! Do not panic!”
“How many people can your family’s ship even hold? If you rich people want to leave quietly, go ahead, no one will say anything—just don’t show off here!” a man in a suit and tie mocked relentlessly.
Yan Shiqi didn’t give him a second glance. The man wanted to say more, but he suddenly stopped. Yan Shiying was standing behind Yan Shiqi, staring at him so coldly that the man felt his heart falter.
At that moment, a speck of white appeared on the horizon, gradually coming into view. It was a five-story luxury cruise ship, more than twice the size of the previous travel ship.
Uncle Zhao stood on the deck, waving to them: “Mr. Yan!” Behind him stood a dozen men who clearly looked like trained fighters.
“That ship seems to have the Yan Port insignia.”
“It’s the Yan family cruise ship…”
“It’s our great entrepreneur from the Southern Province.”
“I’m from the Southern Province too…”
Now, the skeptical voices vanished. The man in the suit still tried to board first, but Yan Shiying pushed him aside and looked at the crowd: “International custom—elderly and children first! Men at the back!” The man turned red but didn’t dare make a sound.
Everyone began to board the ship in an orderly fashion. Uncle Zhao kept reassuring the crowd: “Rest assured, everyone will make it on board!” His kind face truly provided a lot of comfort.
After Yan Shiqi and the others left, Uncle Zhao had been calculating the exact day of their return. He had sent the Yan cruise ship to wait in the nearby waters a day early, and still feeling uneasy, he had come personally.
Ultimately, the remaining thousand-plus tourists all boarded the cruise ship.
Yan Shiqi remained on the ramp. The gunshots had long since ceased, but Xie Yunshen and Yi Wuyi had not yet appeared. The mustache man walked over to Yan Shiqi and smiled. “Mr. Yan, it’s all thanks to you. I heard earlier that the Yan family of the Southern Province wasn’t what it used to be. It seems I’ve been at sea too long and my information is outdated.”
Yan Shiqi looked at him. “You were the one who sold the guns to the tycoon’s son.”
Mustache felt a surge of panic under the sheer weight of Shiqi’s intimidating gaze. “Mr. Yan, we Striped Hats do engage in that line of business, but the firearm rental department isn’t under my jurisdiction. You’ve wronged me.”
“If anything happens to them, I will retaliate at all costs,” Yan Shiqi stated as a matter of fact.
Mustache blinked. “What? Something happening? To whom? When I came over, I heard Young Master Choi screaming like a madman: ‘XIE—YUN—SHEN!’” He squeezed his throat to mimic the tycoon’s voice. “With that kind of screaming, it’s definitely not your two men who are in trouble… It’s more likely Young Master Choi is the one suffering.”
Before Yan Shiqi could reply, he saw two figures leap onto the deck one after the other. His tense expression finally softened. Xie Yunshen and Yi Wuyi had vaulted over the railings of the giant ship and jumped down onto the cruise deck.
Xie Yunshen looked at the mustache man. “What are you doing here?”
Mustache turned around and, seeing the two of them unscathed, composed, and holding “Truths,” said in a tone that was sincere yet flattering: “I was worried about you two. Seeing that you’re fine, I’ll be going now. Mr. Yan, come back and play again sometime.”
Mustache left, and the ramp of the cruise ship was slowly retracted. The Yan family cruise ship, carrying over two thousand tourists, headed toward the port of A-City, Country A.
“Throw them away,” Yan Shiqi said, glancing at the guns in their hands. They couldn’t bring those back. This was the first time Xie Yunshen had held such a thing since transmigrating, and he was a bit reluctant to let go. Both of them tossed the guns into the rolling waves.
Yan Shiying asked, “How many did you kill?”
Yi Wuyi replied, “None. Wounded three, two ran away. We didn’t chase.”
Xie Yunshen laughed. “That Choi Rooster must treat his men poorly. We only wounded a few, and they all abandoned their master and fled. Not like our Mr. Yan, who is respected… wait, no, how can I compare that guy to Mr. Yan?” He realized his mistake belatedly.
“Rooster?” Yan Shiying paused. Thinking of the way the tycoon had shrieked Xie Yunshen’s name, it really did sound like a rooster crowing.
Yan Shiqi asked, “You didn’t touch him, did you?” He was, after all, the son of a foreign tycoon; killing him would bring no benefit.
Xie Yunshen and Yi Wuyi exchanged a look, both trying to suppress their laughter, but the corners of their mouths were already twitching. Yan Shiqi was puzzled. “What is it?”
“Nothing, Mr. Yan. Rest assured, we didn’t harm a single hair on his head,” Xie Yunshen said sincerely.
Just then, a soul-wrenching roar echoed from the distant horizon: “XIE! YUN! SHEN! I! WILL! KILL! YOU!”
The sound came from the deck of the luxury liner. Everyone on the cruise ship was startled, but the vessel had already moved far away, making it impossible to see the scene on the other side.
Yi Wuyi: “…”
Xie Yunshen: “…”
Yan Shiqi said, “Never mind.” Whatever happened, the other party had brought it upon himself. A tycoon’s son from a tiny country was nothing for the Yan family to worry about.
Two minutes earlier, the mustache man and his crew had boarded the luxury liner. He exclaimed in shock, “Oh my god, Young Master Choi, you…”
The second-generation tycoon’s face was shades of blue and purple. He was trembling all over, still leaning on his cane, but his hospital pants had been pulled down to his ankles, leaving him in nothing but red-striped boxers. Because he had injured his legs and waist, he couldn’t bend over to pull them up, he couldn’t walk away, and his subordinates had fled. He was stuck standing on the vast deck in broad daylight, showing his red underwear to everyone.
“Quick, quick! What are you standing there for? Put Young Master Choi’s pants on!” Mustache ordered two of his men. The two men stifled their laughter as they each grabbed a pant leg and dressed him.
Choi gritted his teeth, his veins popping. His voice was like a blade as two tears squeezed out, and he let out a hysterical roar: “XIE! YUN! SHEN!!! I… WILL… KILL… YOU!” The clouds in the sky seemed to shake, nearly piercing through to the other side of the ocean.
That night, as the cruise ship sailed, security firm bodyguards stood guard outside Yan Shiqi’s door. Xie Yunshen and Yi Wuyi returned to their respective rooms.
Yi Wuyi was grave. “A-Xie, tell me the truth.”
“What?”
“The real Xie Yunshen would never know how to handle a gun.” Back on the ship, Xie Yunshen’s marksmanship had been far too precise, and the way he held the gun was as natural as holding chopsticks. Even Yi Wuyi, with years of professional training, wouldn’t dare say he was that proficient.
“The real Xie Yunshen…” Xie Yunshen pondered the phrase for a moment before saying, “I am Xie Yunshen.” He had always been named Xie Yunshen.
Yi Wuyi said, “…Forget it.” Anyway, you are truly good to the Yan family.
The cruise ship sailed for another day and two nights, arriving at the A-City port the following afternoon. Some tourists began to complain; because they were from all over the country, they felt the Yan Group had a responsibility to send them to their respective local ports instead of just stopping in A-City.
By then, Yan Shiqi was already in the Yan family car on his way home. Xie Yunshen felt these people were truly shameless.
Yan Shiying, sitting nearby, sneered at the assistant’s report. “Idiots. If they’re not happy, tell them to call the police!”
Yan Shiqi had clearly seen this all before. His gaze was calm to the point of numbness. “Yan Port has ships transporting all over the country. if they are willing, port staff can arrange for them to follow a ship back, but they must accept the scheduled times.”
“Understood.”
Yan Shiying said, “I bet they’ll complain again about why a luxury cruise ship isn’t taking them back.”
Yan Shiqi replied, “Matters that can be solved with money are not troublesome. Do not waste energy on an insignificant minority.”
They arrived at the Yan residence in the evening. Yan Shiqi’s twelve-day vacation had officially come to a successful end. After years away, Yan Shiying stood once more under the porch of the Yan home.
Uncle Zhao smiled. “Second Young Master, your room is still in the second annex on the left. If you are tired, you can go and rest now.”
Yan Shiying said, “I’ll go to the ancestral hall first to light incense for Father.”
Uncle Zhao nodded. “As you should.”
Sitting at the Yan dinner table, the person in the main seat was no longer the old Master who had always treated him coldly, but his eldest brother, Yan Shiqi, who treated everyone fairly.
Yan Shizhou hurried down the stairs and looked around. He didn’t see Yi Wuyi, and Xie Yunshen wasn’t there either. Yan Shiqi knew what he was thinking without even looking. “I told Old Five to go rest.”
Yan Shizhou let out an “oh” and sat down expressionlessly. Seeing his own biological brother at the table, he froze for a second. “The success story is back from his overseas check-in?”
Yan Shiying was not to be outdone. “The gay guy is still looking for his Brother Five.”
“The gay gene is hereditary; maybe you have a share too.”
Yan Shiying laughed. “Don’t worry, you’re the only mutation. Brother and I definitely won’t be!”
Yan Shizhou feigned shock. “Aha, when you’re making ‘flags,’ don’t drag Brother into it. Brother still has to carry on the family line.”
Yan Shiqi closed his eyes. “…” I should have skipped this meal.
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