After drinking half a glass of wine, Xiao Feng got up and moved from across Zhao Guo'an to sit next to him. He patted his shoulder and said, "Now, according to your logic, let me help you analyze the pros and cons involved here.

Based on the experiences of Fujiwara Keiaki and Miao Ruifeng, we can draw this conclusion: even if Zhen Jinghan is unaware, any unfavorable actions toward her will lead to some unexpected consequences.

In other words, no matter how meticulously you plan, as long as it's against Zhen Jinghan, the kind of consequences you fear will happen, so... do you get what I mean?"

Zhao Guo'an nodded like his heart had died, dazedly saying, "According to your theory, I have no other choice but to die."

Xiao Feng continued, "Although I'm not too keen on telling you the truth, I must remind you: if you really have a showdown with Zhen Jinghan, even if it won't harm her physically, it could still hurt her emotionally, right?

I'm not trying to scare you; think about it carefully. I remember you once said you met Zhen Jinghan before you met me?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It's simple. Didn't you always say that after meeting me, your days got worse and worse, and you'd always run into bad luck?

Now you have the answer. If before meeting me, Zhen Jinghan expressed her feelings for you and you chose to reject or ignore them, it's not hard to understand your current situation.

In fact, if you had agreed to be with Zhen Jinghan back then, there's a high chance you wouldn't have met me later."

"Bang!"

Zhao Guo'an slammed the table and stood up, "So basically, you're saying I had no choice from the start and couldn't avoid this damn thing, right?"

Xiao Feng mused, "If we go by your mystical reasoning, that's correct."

"But why is that!" Zhao Guo'an protested angrily, "Just because she likes me, I must like her back, or else the only option is death?"

Xiao Feng shrugged his shoulders, "I can't answer that. You could ask Zhen Jinghan yourself or pay your respects at the graves of her two previous husbands and see if they can give you some advice in a dream."

"To be honest, I do have some feelings for her, but..."

At this, Zhao Guo'an seemed incredibly irritated and cursed, "Damn it!" He then downed his fourth glass of wine.

In just a short half-hour, the bottle of baijiu was nearly empty, and with the fast drinking, Zhao Guo'an was already showing signs of intoxication.

"Old Xiao, don't stop me. Even if it costs my life, I absolutely won't do anything against my will. So what if I die, I'll go confront her right now!" Zhao Guo'an said aggressively.

"Go ahead." Xiao Feng picked up a piece of shredded potatoes with his chopsticks, showing no intention of stopping him.

"You're really not going to stop me?" Zhao Guo'an said with a bitter smile, "Yes, with someone like you, I shouldn't have any expectations."

Xiao Feng still didn't bicker with him as usual, but rather continued eating and drinking, as if nothing had happened.

A moment later, Zhao Guo'an asked in confusion, "I curse you like this, and you're actually unmoved?"

"Hey, how does that old saying go again..." Xiao Feng smacked his forehead, "Oh, I remember now, 'When a man is about to die, his words are kind.' Curse all you want, because after tonight, you won't have the chance to curse me again."

"I'll strangle you to death!" Zhao Guo'an shouted angrily, grabbing Xiao Feng by the collar and shaking him fiercely.

"Let me give you a suggestion. While you're in high spirits, take off all your clothes and, stark naked, go confront Zhen Jinghan. I'll bang a gong and beat a drum beside you to let everyone come out and see your style, Old Zhao. At least you wouldn't have lived in vain in this world."

Zhao Guo'an let go of Xiao Feng's collar furiously, saying in a disgruntled tone, "I've had a lot to drink, but I'm not shameless to that extent."

Xiao Feng immediately burst out laughing, "If you're willing to give up your life, why care about face?"

"But I can't forgo my dignity and then go off to die, can I?" Zhao Guo'an found Xiao Feng's logic astonishing.

"Anyway, if you've decided to die, go quickly and have a showdown with Zhen Jinghan. If you don't plan on dying for the moment..." Xiao Feng paused.

"What?" Zhao Guo'an couldn't help asking.

Xiao Feng reached out his hand, "Pay up."

"Why should I pay you? What do I owe you?" Zhao Guo'an's drunkenness dissipated slightly at the mention of money.

"I was supposed to get a million tonight, but because you insisted on reporting, the million that should've been mine just flew away. Tell me, shouldn't you compensate me for that?" Xiao Feng said righteously.

"Is that how you account for things?" Zhao Guo'an said disapprovingly, "If it weren't for me encountering the people from Pengyun Tea House tonight, there wouldn't even be a hint of that million."

Xiao Feng looked indifferent, "That I don't care about. I only know I lost what was mine, and it was because of you. You must compensate."

"Don't count on getting a penny. Never, not in this lifetime. Just going along with you cost me a lot of earnings, so throwing more money at it would make me a total fool." Zhao Guo'an resolutely refused.

"Fine, don't give it to me outright, then just write me an IOU; compensate me in installments. Since we're friends, I'll waive the interest." Xiao Feng tried a different approach.

Zhao Guo'an poured the remaining wine from the bottle into his cup, downed it in one gulp, and banged the cup down on the table, stubbornly saying, "Dream on!"

"Ha, they say alcohol gives cowards courage, but it seems you've had fake wine and forgot who I am, huh?" Xiao Feng sneered coldly.

"Bah!" Zhao Guo'an sneered disdainfully, about to walk down the steps, but he missed a step and fell squarely on the curb.

Boss, hearing the commotion, looked over and shook his head speechlessly, remarking, "Just one peanut, and he wouldn't have been this drunk."

Xiao Feng fully agreed with Boss's complaint but couldn't just watch Zhao Guo'an sleep on the street, so he took out his wallet, put the remaining money in his own pocket, and hefted Zhao Guo'an back to the courtyard house.

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In the room, a little girl who had been listening intently to the sounds, immediately put on her coat and walked out when she heard the commotion.

Seeing Zhao Guo'an carried back, she was startled, "What happened to him?"

"Nothing, just drunk." Xiao Feng replied casually, settled Zhao Guo'an, and seeing the little girl still standing in the courtyard, couldn't help but frown, "It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"

The little girl blinked, nodded obediently, "I'll go to sleep now."

After saying that, she walked towards the house but was limping as she stepped.

"Wait!" Xiao Feng called to the little girl, suspiciously asking, "Are you hurt?"

The little girl turned around, her face twisted in pain, "No, really, no, I just twisted it accidentally."

"Come here, let me take a look."

"Okay." The little girl nodded repeatedly, and in her inner joy almost forgot to continue limping, she ran over quickly.

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