Chapter 2128 Rescuing an Old Man Who Loves to Drink

After traveling for an entire afternoon, the caravan finally arrived at a manor on the outskirts of Luohe.

Wolf Fang Gang.

At the entrance of the Wolf Fang Gang, an old man lay shivering from the cold.

It was early autumn, and the old man was wearing only a thin shirt. His hands and feet were red from the cold, and he didn't even have a pair of shoes. He was lying on the stone steps at the door, and he looked like he was about to freeze to death.

Dou Chenggong, his face contorted with rage, shouted, "Steward!"

The butler opened the door and was startled: "Oh! The boss is back!"

Dou Chengong pointed with his riding whip: "What's going on here?"

"Ouch!"

The butler quickly said, "This man came here begging for food. Good heavens, he ate a few sips of soup and then wanted to drink alcohol, so I chased him away. I didn't expect him to stay at the door and refuse to leave!"

Dou Chenggong angrily said, "Get him out of here right now! What kind of appearance is it to lie down in front of my Wolf Fang Gang? Wouldn't it be bad luck if he froze to death right here?"

"Yes, yes, I'll get rid of them right away, I'll get rid of them right away..."

The butler pulled a whip from his waist and began to lash the old man.

The old man woke up with a throbbing pain, groaning and whimpering, and hid under the wall.

Guan Jian slapped her repeatedly: "Damn it! You old bastard! You made me get scolded by the gang leader! Drink, drink, drink, you drunkard won't survive the winter, you might as well freeze to death here!"

The old man pleaded desperately, but the butler paid him no heed.

Dou Chenggong snorted, dismounted, and entered the gate.

Just as the butler was about to strike with his whip, Lu Chengwen grabbed his wrist.

The butler, recognizing the man, yelled, "Who are you?! You want to die?! Get out of my way!"

Lu Chengwen looked at him and said, "He's so old. Why don't you just wake him up, give him a spitting mouth, and send him away?"

"Hey yo wei?"

The butler laughed, rolling up his sleeves: "You've got a lot to do, huh! Judging by your lowly attire, you seem to have a lot of sympathy for your class, don't you? Believe me or not, I'll give you a good beating too?"

Lu Chengwen was furious and slapped him across the face.

The butler, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, was utterly astonished: "You! You dare hit me?! I'm the butler of the Wolf Fang Gang, you hit me?! Guards!"

Lu Chengwen grabbed him by the neck: "Remember this, I am the junior sect leader of the Kitchen Knife Sect!"

The steward was shocked: "Young...Young...Young Master?"

The strategist walked over with a smile: "Steward, you really don't know what's important. This is the son of our gang leader's sworn brother, the young master of the Kitchen Knife Sect. You want to hit him? Do you think he'll tolerate that? He was raised in luxury."

The steward, his face contorted with grief, said, "Young Master! Please forgive my rudeness. I truly didn't recognize you. Our master has too many sworn brothers... no... I mean... if I had known you were the Young Master, I would never have dared to..."

"Do not talk nonsense!"

Lu Chengwen said, "Give him something to eat, and give him some money."

"Yes, yes, no problem."

Lu Chengwen went over and helped the old man up: "Grandpa, are you alright?"

The old man wiped away his tears: "Young man, you are a good person!"

Lu Chengwen said gently, "Grandpa, this place is too desolate. How did you end up here? I'll have them send a car to take you back to Luohe City in a bit."

"I...I have no family left. I...I'm looking for my son. I've been searching and searching, but I can't find him..."

Lu Chengwen was taken aback, thinking to himself, "Why is this person... talking incoherently?"

She looked back at Feng Xianzi.

Feng Xianzi said expressionlessly, "There are many people like this, you can't manage them all."

Lu Chengwen rolled her eyes at her and helped the old man up: "Grandpa, why don't you move around a bit and see if you can still walk?"

The old man held Lu Chengwen's hand tightly, refusing to let go: "You're a good person! Young man! You're a good person!"

"That's what everyone says..."

"No, no, no, they all say you're a bastard, selfish, treacherous, and immoral, but I think you're a good person..."

Lu Chengwen pursed his lips, thinking to himself that this old man was completely confused.

Feng Xianzi laughed from the side.

"dare you laugh!"

At this moment, the housekeeper came out, carrying a few steamed buns and a plastic bag. The bag contained some food that had been casually packed in the kitchen or somewhere else, mostly fast food scraps and packaged pickled vegetables.

Lu Chengwen thought to himself that the Wolf Fang Gang was damn stingy.

The butler reached into his pocket again, took out two hundred yuan, and handed it to Lu Chengwen with a grin.

Lu Chengwen looked at it: "Is that all?"

The steward was taken aback: "Young Master, why would you bother with a beggar like me..."

"You even hit him! Pay up!"

The butler had no choice: "Fine, fine, I'll pay, I'll pay, I'll pay..."

The butler had just taken out his wallet when Lu Chengwen snatched it away.

"Hey hey..."

Lu Chengwen turned his head and glared, as if to hit him, but the butler quickly shut up.

Lu Chengwen took out all the money, more than a thousand yuan, from his wallet and threw the wallet back to the housekeeper.

He handed the money to the old man, saying, "Old man, please take this money and go to Luohe. Uh... in Luohe, go to the civil affairs department, they will help you."

"This...this is too much for me to thank you for!"

Lu Chengwen smiled and said, "It's alright, it's nothing. Please be careful, I..."

Lu Chengwen looked at the old man's feet, which were red from the cold, and simply took off his own shoes: "Please wear these."

She took off her coat and gave it to him, saying, "Please wear this."

The old man put on Lu Chengwen's sneakers and coat, and was extremely grateful: "Good man! Young man! You are a good man!"

Lu Chengwen smiled and said, "You can either take a car and go directly there..."

Lu Chengwen looked around; everyone had dispersed.

He pulled the old man aside and said, "Take a car and go directly to Snow City. Find Xiangyun Group, and I will arrange for someone to help you. I'll find you a nursing home so you won't have to beg for food anymore."

The old man patted Lu Chengwen's hand: "You...I..."

Lu Chengwen said nervously, "Go quickly, don't tell anyone about our conversation. Oh, okay, okay, no need to thank me, go now."

"No... do you... have any alcohol? I get all haggard if I don't drink..."

Lu Chengwen was taken aback, thinking to himself, "No wonder this old man is in such a state. He has an alcoholic disorder!"

However, there's no use in persuading this kind of person. If he goes to Snow City, let Jiang Shih-han run errands to settle him in, and then we can talk about his treatment and correction later.

Lu Chengwen turned around and called the butler out again, asking for two bottles of baijiu to take with him.

The old man, carrying steamed buns, pickled vegetables, and liquor, walked away shakily.

Feng Xianzi sat on her horse, looking at Lu Chengwen: "I didn't realize that President Lu is so kind-hearted."

Lu Chengwen looked at her: "It's something I do casually, something I don't understand. Why the hell am I the only one doing this kind of thing? What's wrong with this world?"

Feng Xianzi laughed heartily: "Kind-hearted people all have a lower-class mentality; the higher up you go, the less conscience you have. Because they've witnessed darkness and know these things can't be changed. There will always be people freezing to death on the road; it will always be like this. Nothing will ever change."

Lu Chengwen said, "We were just one short."

Feng Xianzi sneered: "He'll definitely use all that money to buy alcohol, and he might freeze to death before he even reaches Snow City. I bet you he won't go to Snow City; that's their way of thinking."

Lu Chengwen looked at Feng Xianzi and said, "I also bet you that in the future, this kind of thing will basically be extinct in the Northern Kingdom."

"Oh? So confident?"

"I donate tens of millions every year!"

Lu Chengwen roared, "I want to know where all the money I donated went!"

Feng Xianzi laughed uncontrollably: "You're kind of cute."

"It makes me want to swear."

"It's sarcasm."

At this moment, the strategist came out: "Young Master! Why haven't you come into the manor yet?"

Lu Chengwen looked at Feng Xianzi: "Once you get past this hurdle, see if I can do it!"