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Xie Tingyun acted with discretion and did not take Fei Baoqi into the Lizhi Garden. He simply leaned quietly against the back seat of the car, without lying down on it.

If someone is completely drunk, even if they still have some clarity in their mind, they will most likely choose the most comfortable position to lie down, regardless of whether it looks good or bad, etiquette, or face. Fei Baoqi didn't care about that. In this way, her mind was still clear, and her body didn't feel too uncomfortable.

After assessing the situation from outside the car, Xian Yaowen got in and said to Xie Zhanran, "Find a quiet spot by the sea to stop, then you can get out."

The secluded spot by the sea is very close. Just a short walk to the left from the Retiro Garden area will bring you to a beach with many rocks. In the typhoon shelter, the sea is calm and the sound of the waves is as light as a veil of mist, leaving only a salty murmur in your ears.

The Xie siblings got out of the car and walked away. In the small space, there was only one car and two people.

Sin Yiu-man turned on the reading light, picked up a newspaper, found the spot where he had left off last time, and continued reading. After reading a paragraph, he casually said, "Sister, did you receive some news again?"

Fei Baoqi's eyelashes twitched twice, but she didn't reply.

Sin Yiu-man paid no attention to Fei Po-ki's condition, his attention was focused on the newspaper. After reading a short passage and not hearing a reply, he said, "I know you're not dead drunk, but you've lost all sense of reason. Starting with a woman getting drunk at a food stall at night, if you asked me to continue the story, I can't write a romantic love story, I can only write a lewd piece."

There are too many men who can't even afford the cheapest brothel, especially when three or five men are walking together. If they see a woman dead drunk on the roadside, lust will make them lose their minds. They'll pick her up and leave her in the bushes or in a dilapidated house..."

"Stop talking." Fei Baoqi slowly opened her eyes, her clear gaze meeting Xian Yaowen's. "I wanted to get drunk, but I'm not."

Xian Yaowen turned and glanced at Fei Baoqi, saying casually, "Brother-in-law hasn't come home yet?"

"No."

"what's your plan?"

Fei Baoqi took out a cigarette from her pocket, lit it, and said between puffs of smoke, "I have no plans. I'll go back to Taipei in a couple of days and pretend nothing happened."

"Your condition is very worrying."

"There's no need to worry, I'm fine."

"It's not like you've come to terms with it and accepted that your brother-in-law has other women. Instead, it's like you've walked into a dead end. After returning to Taipei, you'll only be tormenting yourself, getting into mental exhaustion, and eventually developing an illness from depression."

Instead of doing that, you might as well get a divorce decisively. You've always taken care of Baoshu before, so Baoshu can take care of you from now on.

Fei Baoqi shook her head, "I've already been divorced once, and I don't want to be divorced a second time."

"To preserve appearances?"

"The older you get, the more you care about external things."

"Enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens requires a grand goal to support you, just like King Goujian of Yue. You can't last long just for the sake of appearances."

Fei Baoqi gave an awkward smile. "He's not loyal, so there's no need for me to insist on being loyal."

“If you can do this without hesitation, I’m not worried. What I’m afraid of is…”

"Yaowen, thank you for your concern. I've really come to terms with it."

Fei Baoqi threw the cigarette out the window, shifted her hips, and sat next to Xian Yaowen. She leaned to one side, rested her head on Xian Yaowen's shoulder, and murmured, "You men are all fickle. Men who aren't fickle are just bound by something. Once they're freed, they'll still be fickle."

"There have been several periods in history when people ate each other. It was a choice between eating others and being eaten. The vast majority of people chose to eat others rather than be eaten. In the end, those who survived were the strong who ate others, the executioners who killed their own kind."

Any surname may not have produced emperors, civil officials, or military generals in its ancestors, but it must have produced a chef who was very good at interpersonal relationships, able to turn every part of the body into an exquisite dish through frying, stewing, and boiling.

Judging our ancestors, who lived in an era of cannibalism, by today's moral standards, the most vicious words can be used to describe them.

If you dump dozens of people on a deserted island with no food, the era of cannibalism can reappear in just a few days. The more people there are, the easier it is for them to cooperate as a team and hunt other members of their kind in an organized and disciplined manner.

The Industrial Revolution took over a century, but a revolution in human nature doesn't. It might only take a few days, or at most half a month, before the seventh or eighth revolution in human nature begins. This might give rise to culinary concepts like "original bone roasted with original heart," or perhaps romantic meat dishes like "husband and wife lung slices," adding a touch of color to mundane life.

Despite the chilling words, Fei Baoqi laughed, giggling like a string of silver bells.

"Everyone we meet is a product of both public order and good morals and self-imposed constraints. They all wear a gorgeous coat, and those who know how to dress up will add a few accessories to make themselves look more like good people."

Most people are timid and dare not easily break the shackles of public order and good customs, for fear of being backfired and unable to bear the consequences.

After decades of being a good person, upon reflection, I realized that being a good person had become tedious and unfulfilling. I wanted change, a different way of life, but I dared not violate public order and good morals. So, I had no choice but to break free from my self-imposed constraints and let myself go.

Fei Baoqi said quietly, "Yaowen, I understand what you're trying to say. A gentleman judges by actions, not intentions. No one in the world is perfect when it comes to intentions. I can't judge by intentions either, because the actions are already messed up."

"Is it that you can't let go of your sense of propriety?"

"I have only a little dignity left."

What time did you leave home today?

"Around three or four in the afternoon, tell Baoshu that we are going to eat vegetarian food and that Sun Ma doesn't need to come with us."

Sin Yiu-man bent down, grabbed Fei Baoqi's ankle with one hand, and took off her shoes with the other. Fei Baoqi instinctively pulled her feet back, but stopped halfway and let Sin Yiu-man do as he pleased.

One, two, Xian Yaowen took off Fei Baoqi's shoes, then his own, pushed open the car door and climbed out. Facing the inside of the car, he bent down and extended his right hand to Fei Baoqi.

Without hesitation, Fei Baoqi grabbed Xian Yaowen's hand, climbed out of the carriage, and stood beside him.

"Let's go for a walk on the beach."

The moonlight sliced ​​the sea into two halves, one bright and one dark. The half of the beach closer to the water was crystal clear, while the half farther away was dark and dull. Fei Baoqi was bathed in the moonlight, while Xian Yaowen was hidden in the darkness. The two held hands, kicking the sand, and wandered aimlessly forward.

"Sister-in-law".

Xie Tingyun and the other two would not stray too far, always staying within a distance where they could react quickly. As long as the car body did not obstruct their view, they could see what happened.

"Shut up, there are plenty of cases where women take their sisters as concubines at the same time."

"You're no better."

"I'm your brother."

"Yaowen, why do you fall in love with every girl you meet?"

"I don't fall in love with every girl I meet."

"You know what I mean."

“I understand your thoughts. It’s precisely because I’m not a monogamous man that you easily lowered your defenses and chose me to give up.”

"That's part of the reason. Baoshu always praises you in front of me, and I'm tired of hearing it. It also makes me curious about you. But the real reason that made me dare to say those words that day wasn't Baoshu."

"what is that?"

"Tang Yiying".

"I understand, and it's all about decency. You've prepared yourself for me to refuse, and you even somewhat hope I will refuse, but you don't want to see me refuse because you think I'm too old."

“Baoshu is right. You really do have a very clever mind. The older you get, the more you care about your age.”

"I only care about a woman's appearance; I don't care about her age."

"You can even be interested in someone in their seventies or eighties?"

"They don't appeal to me."

"You still care about age."

"No, you should say you care about appearance."

"You look like you're thirty when you're eighty, and you don't mind, do you?"

"That's not right either, I'm bothered by it."

How should we understand this?

"At eighty years old, no matter how you look on the outside, you're already eighty years old on the inside, and your body isn't what it used to be."

Fei Baoqi covered her mouth and laughed, "I understand."

After walking a distance, Sin Yiu-man said, "There's something I need to confess to you."

"what's up?"

“I still need Chen Changtong’s help with my business in Taiwan, so I don’t want you to fall out with him.”

“I don’t intend to break off relations. He has disappointed me now, but he can’t erase the good things he did for me in the past. I want to maintain my dignity, and I will also maintain his dignity. You can continue to call him brother-in-law.”

"I took off my shoes for you, and you didn't dodge. Now we're holding hands again. Sigh, it's hard to call you 'brother-in-law' so easily."

"Do you have any psychological burden?"

"It would be a lie to say there is no, but it wouldn't be true to say there is either. The objective relationship between us amplifies your attraction to me."

“Actually, I feel the same way.” Fei Baoqi pulled her fingers away from Xian Yaowen’s fingertips, took his arm, and rested her head on his shoulder. “Stay with me for one night and ease my pain a little.”

"Think carefully. Once the sluice gate is opened, you'll have to wait for the water level to drop before you can close it again. That's impossible overnight."

"Why do you make me so clear-headed? Let's leave tomorrow's problems for tomorrow."

“Alright.” Xian Yaowen stopped, placed his hands on Fei Baoqi’s arms, and gently pulled her closer, their eyes meeting. “Was Sister always so well-behaved before?”

Fei Baoqi looked away shyly and said, "I have never been unrestrained."

“A heart ailment requires a potent medicine; I’ll give my sister a strong dose.”

Xian Yaowen placed his right hand on Fei Baoqi's head, groped around for a bit, and then pulled, causing Fei Baoqi's beautiful hair to cascade down like a waterfall. Before she could react, his mouth covered her cherry-like lips.

Fei Baoqi opened her eyes wide, her gaze filled with panic and confusion. She braced her wrists against Xian Yaowen's arms, her soft hands hesitant to fall. However, this state did not last long. Her soft hands eventually fell, one hugging Xian Yaowen's back and the other pressing against the back of his head.

Gradually, the surrounding temperature rose. Xian Yaowen pulled Fei Baoqi backward and landed lightly on the sand. He flipped over and pinned Fei Baoqi beneath him.

On the distant sea, a cargo ship sounded its horn, its winch turned, its chains lashed the surface, and its anchor slowly rose as the seawater churned, a symphony of illicit love began to play.

[More alluring than kindling, the sparks ignited by friction more captivating than starlight. More precious than anything gained, darker than unrequited love, more unsettling than a restless night…but addictive, awaiting the unpredictable afterglow.]
Fei Baoqi's hands were nailed to the sand by Xian Yaowen.

[If one could be upright, who would choose to hide? If one could be happy, who would choose to forget their inner demons?]
Sin Yiu-man's lips, carrying a mixture of fragrance and the smell of smoke, moved away from Fei Baoqi's lips. He raised his chest, creating some distance, and his hot, aggressive gaze playfully captured Fei Baoqi's flinching as she dodged like a startled deer.

[Even if a fleeting encounter doesn't count as adultery, it's still better than being lonely. Even if you can't be together, you still have the right to dream. If you can't trust feelings, then never having met in person is what makes it love.]
Like a woodpecker, Sin Yiu-man lightly pecked Fei Po-ki's right cheek with his hormone-laden beak.

[Or perhaps to steal a heart, one must first steal an affair, so as to bear a pleasant accusation, to enjoy all the beautiful scenery before accepting fate, and thus no longer need unexpected events.]
The mischievous children were playing with the sand.

Satisfied, he admired his masterpiece for a long time, when suddenly he was attracted by the sound of a ship's horn. He turned to look at the sea, but his left foot accidentally stumbled, and the sand was shaken up.

a long time.

A sea breeze swept by, and the chaotic masterpieces floated in the wind, then crashed and rustled as they fell.

With a slight effort, Sin Yiu-man pulled his left calf out of the sand, shook off the sand, and placed it on Fei Po-ki's right calf.

Fei Baoqi was panting heavily, her collarbone trembling involuntarily. After a long while, her breathing became more relaxed. She gently turned over, wriggled a few times, and twisted into Xian Yaowen's arms.

He gently stroked Xian Yaowen's chest with his fingers and murmured, "Baoshu wasn't exaggerating. You're very good, really very good."

Sin Yiu-man hugged Fei Po-ki tightly and kissed her hair, saying, "Sister, you're amazing."

"Yaowen, there are some things I need to say now, because if I don't say them now, I'm afraid I won't be able to say them again later. We only have tonight, only tonight~"

"It's late, I should go back. Amin is still waiting for me. Sister, are you going back to Baoshu's place or to the hotel?"

Fei Baoqi was stunned. She thought tonight would be very long, like a century, but unexpectedly, Xian Yaowen froze it at this moment. Is it over just like that?

She wanted to argue, but was too timid to take action.

Sin Yiu-man sat up, and Fei Po-ki was pulled up by him. His gaze swept across the beach, and he picked up the vest that had been taken off to the side, shook it a few times to clean off the sand.

Fei Baoqi was completely at the mercy of Xian Yaowen.

Once the sand was clean, he picked up Fei Baoqi's clothes and dressed her piece by piece, from bottom to top and inside to outside.

As he fastened the highest button on his cheongsam, Fei Baoqi gripped his wrist tightly, "Yao, Yaowen, tonight... tonight... tonight isn't over yet."

"Degradation is never a one-time event; if we don't let go now, every night is tonight."

Fei Baoqi loosened her grip, but before Xian Yaowen's dented flesh could spring back, she gripped it even tighter. "No, don't go, tonight."

"Sisters are sisters, they're still little girls at heart. Let's go to the hotel, the sand is too rough."

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Fei Baoqi's lips that she herself did not notice.

Sin Yiu-man took Fei Po-ki to the Repulse Bay Hotel, a special hotel, and a special room.

Fei Baoqi is like that. Once her psychological defenses are broken, the spring instantly releases its maximum elasticity, like fireworks chasing after brilliance, and the suppressed emotions explode all at once.

She stayed on the beach, half-heartedly, while in the hotel room, she only took the initiative, as if the phrase "only tonight" still held true.

The next day.

Despite working hard for days, Sin Yiu-man was still woken up by his biological clock. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Fei Po-ki nestled in his arms, her head pressed tightly against his chest, her mouth opening and closing as if she were talking in her sleep.

He carefully moved back, reaching his hand under the covers and pulling aside her soft hand. To his surprise, this slight movement unlocked the seal on Fei Baoqi's eyes. She opened her eyes, blinked a few times, tore away the sticky substance obstructing her vision, and focused her gaze on his face.

"What time is it?"

"Half past five."

"It's still so early, stay and sleep with me a little longer." Fei Baoqi reached out and grabbed Xian Yaowen's waist.

"I get up at this time every day."

Fei Baoqi looked up and glanced towards the window. "It's not dawn yet, sleep with me a little longer."

“There’s still a long way to go. In two days, I’ll be going back to Taipei. You can come to my place anytime it’s convenient for you.”

Upon hearing this, Fei Baoqi's cheeks flushed instantly, and she stammered, "Last night, we agreed... last night we agreed it would only be tonight."

"Alright, that's enough. Stop deceiving yourself." Xian Yaowen stroked Fei Baoqi's cheek. "Baoshu isn't in Taipei, but the mahjong games at home will continue. You have a reasonable excuse to visit me often."

“Go…go home, our relationship will be known by many people.”

"That depends on whether you can hide it or not." Xian Yaowen patted Fei Baoqi's cheek lightly. "Alright, I really have to get up now. You were too tired last night. Sleep until noon."

Fei Baoqi grabbed Xian Yaowen's wrist, rubbed her cheek against his palm, and sighed softly, "So it turns out I'm a womanizer too. In just one night, I was able to empathize with him, and... I no longer have the confidence to resent him. What's wrong with me?"

Xian Yaowen withdrew his hand and said calmly, "Your current state is called responsibility anxiety. You've taken a path that you believe is wrong, so you want to shift the blame for your mistake onto others to lessen your psychological burden. Simply put, it's a kind of escapism."

Don't worry about it, I'll take all the blame. If you need to in the future, you can say I raped you and took indecent photos of you to blackmail you, time and time again, I just wouldn't let you go..."

Fei Baoqi said coquettishly, "What do you take me for? I would never be so shameless."

Sin Yiu-man grinned. "I just don't want you to feel too much pressure. Go back to sleep. I'm going out to exercise. I won't call you for breakfast."

"Give me a kiss before you leave."

Sin Yiu-man gave Fei Po-ki a peck on the cheek and teased, "Once you've taken off your disguise, you're a total slut. If you're going to act horny again before we go back to Taipei, you'd better hold back. I need to rest for a few days to recover my energy."

Fei Baoqi blushed and spat, "You speak so rudely."

"I've said some nice things, but you wouldn't listen. Instead, you said a lot of nasty things last night..."

"Don't say anything, get out of here." Fei Baoqi picked up the blanket and covered her head.

Sin Yiu-man chuckled and quickly got out of bed.

The Repulse Bay Hotel is not tall, but it is quite large. In addition to the main building, there is an auxiliary building, a sizable garden and lawn that extend to the sea, as well as a small bathing beach and a small pier. A seaplane is parked by the boardwalk.

After changing into his workout clothes, Sin Yiu-man jogged out of the hotel and onto the coastal road, running at a steady pace in the direction of Pok Fu Lam.

After running for more than ten minutes, he turned back to the hotel. As he crossed the lawn, he saw a Western man playing shuttlecock. He immediately became interested and walked over to the man.

As he got closer, his gaze was drawn to the man's hairline, which was very high and thinning in the middle, suggesting he was about to go bald. He guessed the man was probably British. He then looked back at the face and thought the man looked somewhat familiar. Upon closer inspection, the memory of "Xin Yaowen" surfaced. "Xin Yaowen" knew this man.

"Hey, foreigner."

Hearing Xian Yaowen's shout, the man looked over with an unfriendly expression. He glanced at him once, then twice, and on the third glance, a smile appeared on his face. "Hey, you little foreign devil."

Sin Yiu-man quickly approached and examined the man's face again. "Foreigner, it really is you."

“It’s me, little foreign devil.” The man smiled and patted Xian Yaowen’s head. “You’ve grown up, but you haven’t changed much.”

"Foreigner, I thought you were dead on the battlefield."

When the Dongjiang Column was still called the Guangdong People's Anti-Japanese Guerrilla Force, it organized a major rescue operation between Guangdong and Hong Kong on the eve of the fall of Hong Kong, rescuing several groups of well-known figures and international friends who were stranded in Hong Kong.

The so-called international friends were mainly British, Hong Kong government officials, and military personnel.

Even after the large-scale rescue operation ended, the Hong Kong and Kowloon Brigade continued to carry out rescue activities for a long time. The foreigner in front of us is one of the soldiers rescued from the concentration camp by the Hong Kong and Kowloon Brigade in February 1942.

Sin Yiu-man was already an unofficial cannon fodder at the time. He was assigned to lead four British men, including a foreigner, across Bao'an to Huizhou. The two places were not far apart, but due to the Japanese blockade, they had to stop and go through various detours, and it took them several days to get there.

The foreigner's Chinese was quite good, and he was able to communicate with Sin Yiu-man. The two became close friends despite their age difference.

The foreigner laughed and said, "I was very lucky. Not only did I not die on the battlefield, but I was also promoted to colonel before retiring."

"Wow, that's pretty good."

The foreigner patted Sin Yiu-man's head again, "Little foreign devil, can you tell me your name now?"

Sin Yiu-man laughed heartily, recalling how the foreigners had asked him his name many times, and how he had always responded with the slogan "Hidden and capable, lying in ambush for a long time" in a serious manner.

“Sin Yiu-man, you can call me Adam.”

"You're Sin Yiu-man?" the foreigner exclaimed in surprise. "Sin Yiu-man of the Golden Seasons Trading Company?"

“No, I am Sin Yiu Man of Chung Hwa Garment Co., Ltd.”

“No difference.” The foreigner shrugged. “I am John, John Douglas Clegg. You Chinese like to call me Qi Dezun. I work for a small trading company called Hutchison. Mr. Xian, please give me your support if you have any good business.”

Sin Yiu-man patted Qi De-zun's arm hard, putting aside all other thoughts for now, and made up for it with two head pats.

"I've seen your name countless times in the newspaper, but I've never associated it with you. If it weren't for this chance encounter today, I don't know when we would have met."

Qi Dezun laughed loudly, "Me too. When I saw the report about Xian Yaowen, I wondered if it was you. I didn't expect it to be you."

"Fate is such a wonderful thing. Have you had breakfast yet?"

"Not yet." Qi Dezun held up the shuttlecock in his hand. "Do you remember?"

"Of course, you've been playing all along?"

"Yes, it's a real shame that the shuttlecock you gave me was lost in Thailand."

"Don't worry about it, it's just an ordinary shuttlecock."

Are you still playing?

"of course."

Qi Dezun was eager to try, "Shall we have a match?"

“Why not?” Sin Yiu-man held out his hand. “Give it to me, I need to warm up.”

Instead of handing the shuttlecock directly to Xian Yaowen, Qi Dezun tossed it into the air and caught it steadily with his right toe, demonstrating his skill in stopping the shuttlecock.

Then, he lifted the shuttlecock with his toes again. When the shuttlecock fell to a certain height, he slightly raised his right toes as if to catch it, but he did not actually catch it. Instead, he pushed off the ground with his left foot, jumped in place, hooked his left foot to the right and hid it behind his right foot, and tapped the shuttlecock. The shuttlecock flew towards Xian Yaowen's head.

"His deception of the horse was quite skillful."

Muttering to himself, Xian Yaowen glanced up and quickly calculated the shuttlecock's falling speed in his mind. Once he got the answer, it was time to strike. He stood firmly on his right foot, kicked his left foot into the air, forming a vertical split. He pushed off the shuttlecock with his heel, and the shuttlecock shot into the sky like a cannonball.

"Upward kick".

Qi Dezun exclaimed in surprise, got into position, and performed a "Horse Treading on a Flying Swallow" move, sending the shuttlecock flying behind Xian Yaowen.

Sin Yiu-man did a backflip in place, glancing at the shuttlecock while in the air. After landing, he did two more somersaults, then landed again, tapped the ground with his left foot, and rose into the air with his foot up and head down, using the classic rattan ball move, the inverted hook kick, to kick the shuttlecock back with his toes.

Qi Dezun's counterattack was also impressive. He jumped in place, spun 270 degrees in the air, and used a jumping spin to kick the shuttlecock back with his back foot.

Sin Yiu-man countered with a single flying swallow, while Chi Tak-tsun retaliated with a silk-drawing strike. The two exchanged blows, using various shuttlecock kicking techniques.

Shuttlecock kicking evolved from Cuju (ancient Chinese football). Since its inception, it has been more than just a game; it has also been a method of martial arts training. It was especially popular in security escort agencies, martial arts schools, and opera troupes from the Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China. In 1935, the 6th National Games of China included shuttlecock kicking as a national martial arts competition event.

Kicking shuttlecock is a low-body exercise that doesn't involve standing on a stake. It can be used to practice body movements, footwork, and reaction time, making it very practical. Several martial arts schools in Hong Kong also have their students practice kicking shuttlecock, but this method of training will likely disappear soon.

After all, running a martial arts school is a business, and there are competitors. Taking on students is no different from attracting customers. What competitors show off is hitting wooden dummy and breaking big stones on their chests, which looks impressive, but kicking shuttlecocks is effeminate. Using it as advertising is just reverse marketing.

However, just now, Sin Yiu-man had the idea of ​​promoting shuttlecock kicking. He plans to hold a shuttlecock kicking super league, with rules that are not based on two-person kicking but on the rules of five-a-side football and indoor football.

The field is one-half or one-third the size of a football field, with the goal scaled down proportionally. Each team has 7 players on the field, including 1 goalkeeper.

During an attack, the shuttlecock cannot touch the ground, nor can it remain on the attacking player for more than half a second. It must be kicked away as soon as it is touched. Like football, there is a handball rule. The way to score is to kick the shuttlecock into the opponent's goal.

The rules for offensive and defensive fouls are more lenient than in football, in order to increase the competitiveness of the game.

To put it bluntly, his ultimate goal in organizing the shuttlecock kicking competition was to cultivate football players. The skills required for shuttlecock kicking are stronger than those for football. With high skills and high physical contact, it is not difficult for shuttlecock kicking players to transition into football players.

The main source of shuttlecock players is martial arts schools. Nine out of ten martial arts schools in Hong Kong are struggling to make ends meet. If you tell them that shuttlecock players can earn 40,000 to 50,000 a year, and martial arts schools can earn 100,000 to 200,000 a year, it would be easy to encourage them to practice shuttlecock.

Once this high-income industry takes shape, parents from poor families will definitely encourage their sons to play shuttlecock. Within a few years, shuttlecock playing will become a popular activity in Hong Kong, and football talents will emerge one after another.

Thus, the seeds were sown for Hong Kong to become a World Cup powerhouse in thirty years, to reach the semi-finals in fifty years, and to aim for the World Cup trophy in seventy years.

Of course, let others handle the rest. He only needs to do the work at the beginning, run the shuttlecock competition well, crack down on the harmful gambling dens, and revitalize the shuttlecock betting industry.

External funding is essential. Without it, the high incomes of teams and players are just nonsense, and without high incomes, everything else is nonsense.

When the shuttlecock flew over again, Xian Yaowen used a stop shuttlecock technique, stopping the shuttlecock on his toes. With a gentle flick, he sent the shuttlecock flying into his hand and walked towards Qi Dezun.

"Adam, why did you stop kicking?"

Sin Yiu-man waved his hand, "That's enough for now. I have an appointment at nine o'clock, so I need to leave some time to wash up and have breakfast."

"Alright." Qi Dezun's expression seemed a little unsatisfied. "See you at the restaurant in half an hour?"

"OK."

Qi Dezun gave Xian Yaowen a hug, saying, "Thank God I was able to meet you again."

"John, God bless you."

"Adam, God bless you. See you later."

"Bye-bye." (End of Chapter)