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Ai Liang did not offer any words of advice to Sa Boda regarding his remarks, which were full of personal heroism.

That's not necessary.

Boys at this age naturally have a strong sense of identification with the protagonists in movies and hold a simple and honest view of good and evil.

Even if I told him now, he wouldn't take it to heart.

When he gets a few more years older and comes into contact with the complexities of society, and truly understands the wickedness of criminals in reality, he will naturally sigh and let go of these unrealistic fantasies.

In addition, Ai Liang herself was quite curious about how bounty hunters, a profession commonly seen in movies and TV shows, actually operate in real life.

In his previous life, he had little to do with this kind of profession.

Saboda stole a glance in the direction of the cowboys.

After confirming that the cowboys were keeping watch and not looking in their direction, he leaned close to Ai Liang's ear and asked in a deliberately low voice, "Given your family's wealth, the cowboys you hire must be exceptionally skilled. Do you think they might be some famous bounty hunters who have retired from the underworld?"

"That's... probably not. They're just cowboys who work at the horse farm."

Ai Liang sounded a little unsure of herself when she said this, and tried to brush off the topic with a laugh.

“But I noticed how skilled they were at handling guns, especially pistols, more so than many hunters back home,” Saboda continued.

This statement left Ai Liang speechless.

He lived in a place where guns were prohibited in his previous life, so he had no idea about gun-holding techniques.

At most, I'll just watch it for fun in short videos; I'm not a military enthusiast who has nothing better to do than study firearms.

However, considering that he might now be in a city where gunfire is rampant every day, the possibility that Saboda mentioned is indeed not small.

In chaotic regions, force is the most direct guarantee of security.

But these are not questions a three-year-old should be considering, so Ai Liang could only pretend to be uninterested and change the subject.

Fortunately, Saboda was only talking and didn't really want to know. After a few minutes of enthusiastic discussion, he realized that Ai Liang wasn't interested in this, so he picked up his camera again with an indifferent expression.

During the time before dinner, Ai Liang followed Sa Boda around, asking about what was happening outside.

After much indirect questioning, the only result was that the child indeed possessed the carefree nature typical of children his age.

Not to mention issues like prices and average income outside, he doesn't even know how much pocket money he spends each month.

According to Saboda, if you want something, just tell the servants at home. Why bother checking prices?
Furthermore, Saboda brazenly asked Ai Liang if she knew the prices of the clothes she usually wore, the calligraphy brushes she used, and the guzheng she played.

Ai Liang, who was experiencing being a rich second-generation for the first time, fell into deep thought. It seemed that what the other person said made some sense.

The two chatted idly until mealtime, then followed the cowboy, who had received the message that dinner was served, to the camp for their meal.

........................

A year later, in the capital city thousands of kilometers away.

Li Yongming, along with the councilor he had rescued from the thugs, were sitting in a car at that moment.

Looking out the window at the familiar street that often appears in international news, Li Yongming felt a little nervous.

More than a year had passed since he received the Medal of Honor, and he never imagined that he would return to this region, which was considered the core of world power.

To be honest, when facing those important figures that he usually only saw on television, Li Yongming always kept a high level of concentration, afraid that he might say something inappropriate.

A simple conversation is more exhausting than struggling on the edge of life and death.

At least, struggling to survive only requires following one's instincts.

Li Yongming turned his gaze away from the window.

He first glanced discreetly at the driver in the driver's seat before shifting his gaze to the newly appointed councilor Wang beside him.

However, before he could speak, Councilor Wang pursed his lips and shook his head almost imperceptibly.

Is there some new discovery from the last incident, or...?

A shadow fell over Li Yongming's heart.

"Gentlemen, please follow me."

As soon as the car stopped in front of the mansion, a doorman came forward and opened the car door.

Li Yongming didn't even have time to look around before stepping through the gates of the mansion. The hall was rather deserted, with hardly any staff members in sight; only the sound of their footsteps echoed like ripples on water.

It felt like stepping on water, or like stepping on Li Yongming's heart.

A faint, woody fragrance filled the air. Li Yongming took a deep breath to calm his tense nerves.

He was eager to ask Councilor Wang what exactly was the purpose of bringing him to such a place.

This councilor, Mr. Wang, was very approachable, at least not in front of his savior. The conversation was quite pleasant.

But today, whether on the phone or in person, the other party remained tight-lipped.

Whenever Lai Wing Ming made an inquiry, Councilor Wong would stop him with a look.

Filled with questions, Li Yongming stepped out of the elevator, turned two corners, and arrived at the door at the end of the corridor.

The doorman gestured for them to enter and then left without looking back, leaving Councilor Wang and Li Yongming standing in front of the door.

dong dong dong.

"Please come in."

Pushing open the door and looking in the direction of the sound, Li Yongming did not see the energetic middle-aged man with slicked-back hair that he had imagined.

An assistant? An intern who came to pick something up?

Li Yongming did not speculate in the direction of the person in question.

Because that young face, which looked like it hadn't even graduated from university yet, didn't seem like someone that Councilor Wang would treat with such seriousness.

However, knowing he was just an ordinary citizen, Li Yongming didn't speak. Anyone who could appear in this place, regardless of age, was someone he couldn't afford to offend.

Therefore, Li Yongming immediately turned his attention to Councilor Wang to see what he had to say.

Unlike Li Yongming's caution, Councilor Wang immediately put on a smiling face the moment he entered: "Dr. Yue, you..."

"sit."

Yue Yangyan raised his hand to interrupt Councilor Wang's polite gestures, indicating that the two of them should sit down.

Councilor Wang wasn't annoyed. He walked towards the sofa with a smile, and pulled Li Yongming, who was still in a daze, along with him.

“I personally don’t like wasting time on boring pleasantries, so I’ll keep it short.”

Yue Yangyan picked up the only cup of hot tea on the coffee table and took a sip: "I hope Mr. Li can go to Nevada City as a hero to receive the Medal of Honor. If possible, please do not refuse."

Defiant.

Li Yongming had a new impression of Yue Yangyan.

The other party never looked at the two of them directly from beginning to end, and spoke to them as if they were tools.

"...May I ask for the reason?"

"The reason is actually very simple: I want you to go and deliver some information."

Yue Yangyan said with a smile, "Those of you in this line of work should know better than I how chaotic Nevada is, but after so many years of chaos, it's time to clean it up."

"Because the credibility of local government agencies has been overdrawn to an unlimited extent, some local interest groups have even begun to become part of the order, so I decided to start with the relatively neutral bounty hunter system."

"Of course, I'm not telling you to go it alone. There are still many trustworthy people in the local government. You can cooperate with them to gradually expand your influence and let people see that there are still people who remain untainted by the mud."

Li Yongming lowered his head and remained silent for a moment before saying, "Wouldn't it be more appropriate for the prosecutor to handle this kind of matter?"

"Because a number of people have already died."

Li Yongming suddenly raised his head and looked at Yue Yangyan with an incredulous expression.

"In the eyes of ordinary people, they are high and mighty, patrolling all directions, but some of them, when they are blinded by greed, are much bolder than you can imagine."

Yue Yangyan looked completely indifferent: "Prosecutors are human too. Nobody wants to take on such a dangerous and difficult job, so they wanted to find someone who could represent the official position to some extent but wouldn't push those wolves too far, to demonstrate the Asian Union's attitude."

So this is ah……

Li Yongming's thoughts returned to the day of the award ceremony: "This medal is really hot to handle."

Unlike the thoughtful Li Yongming, Councilor Wang, who hadn't uttered a single word since sitting down, stared at Li Yongming's profile, seemingly wanting to say something but then hesitated. However, seeing Yue Yangyan's ambiguous smile across from him, he ultimately just sighed and said nothing.