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The streets were empty in the early morning, with only a few cars passing by.
A faint smell of blood lingered in the car. A Yao glanced at the rearview mirror. "Brother Kun, even if we don't go to the hospital, we should at least call a doctor to take a look at your wound. You might need stitches."
Zhou Yinkun had his eyes closed, but upon hearing A Yao's words, he opened them to inspect the injury on his hand.
To be honest, the wound was quite awkward—neither too severe nor too light, and it was clearly not from a knife or gun but rather a bite from a woman. When had Zhou Yinkun ever been hurt by a woman?
He frowned impatiently. "No stitches."
"Then are we going back to Miss Kana's place tonight?" A Yao asked again.
Kana was quite skilled at bandaging wounds.
"Yeah," Zhou Yinkun replied lazily.
A Yao felt relieved. After a moment, he looked in the rearview mirror again. "Brother Kun."
"What is it?"
"Are you really going to kill him tonight?" A Yao had been by Zhou Yinkun's side for many years and never held back his thoughts; whatever was on his mind came out of his mouth immediately.
Initially, he had guessed why Zhou Yinkun had used Zhou Xiaxia to lure Zhou Yaohui.
They had promised Ivan thirty kilograms of goods. With such a large quantity, not just Southeast Asia but all of Asia could only produce it through Sai Peng and Zhou Yaohui.
The pursuit by Tuo Sha was actually a ruse; Zhou Yinkun was playing along and could have used Tuo Sha's life as leverage for negotiation. However, whether Zhou Yaohui would agree was uncertain. After all, the era of relying on thugs and protection money was long gone; Tuo Sha and Hong Wa Gang had long lost their former glory.
It was most prudent for Zhou Yaohui's daughter to be used as leverage.
At this point, A Yao understood everything.
But why was Zhou Yinkun aiming the gun at Zhou Yaohui? Did he really intend to kill him? After all, they were brothers.
"What's wrong? Can't I kill him?"
Zhou Yinkun glanced at the rearview mirror, locking eyes with A Yao.
The old man didn't want to poison him simply because he had two sons to choose from. If there was only one left, there would be no options. His vast business empire couldn't possibly be run as a charity. Once Zhou Yaohui was out of the way, acquiring goods would just be a matter of numbers. As long as Zhou Yaohui remained, getting supplies would always be as troublesome as it was tonight.
And Zhou Yinkun despised trouble.
In just a few words, A Yao grasped the situation completely.
If it weren't for Zhou Xiaxia biting him, Zhou Yinkun would likely have killed Zhou Yaohui first, then instructed the sniper to eliminate Tuo Sha and others who hadn't even left Sathorn Tower yet. The story that would eventually reach Old Man Sai Peng's ears would be that Tuo Sha was pursuing Zhou Yinkun over his grandson's finger, and that Zhou Yinkun sought help from Zhou Yaohui. In the ensuing conflict, both Tuo Sha and Zhou Yaohui would unfortunately be shot dead.
To outsiders, this scenario would seem reasonable and wouldn't tarnish Sai Peng's business reputation. As for whether the old man himself believed it, that wouldn't matter by then.
This scheme was ruthless but could resolve everything in one fell swoop. The situation was sudden, yet Zhou Yinkun had set up such a plan without hesitation.
A Yao couldn't help but think of the girl whom Zhou Yinkun had nearly choked to death.
That seemingly fragile and timid girl, Zhou Xiaxia, who was so insignificant that no one would spare her a second glance, had effectively disrupted Brother Kun's plans.
Although Zhou Yaohui said nothing, such a cleverly natural opportunity would surely not arise again. The situation would revert to its previous passive state; if Brother Kun wanted to deal drugs, endless troubles would follow.
If it weren't for that thirty-kilogram cargo, Zhou Xiaxia would have likely been thrown off Sathorn Tower and smashed to pieces, her body devoured by dogs after such a vicious bite. However, letting her return unscathed didn't seem to align with Zhou Yinkun's style of doing things.
But then again, perhaps it did. A Yao thought, after all, she was Zhou Yinkun's niece, not one of those girls outside who couldn't even remember his name. So far, those who had managed to catch Brother Kun's attention seemed to be treated well. Like Kana, who had been living in his house like the lady of the manor, or Zhou Xiaxia, who had bitten him hard yet remained alive.
The car soon drove through the villa gates, and Kana hurried down from upstairs. The moment she saw Zhou Yinkun's injured right hand, concern flooded her gentle voice.
"What happened?"
Kana's tone was filled with worry; she didn't even greet A Yao as she usually would. Noticing that she had brought a first aid kit, A Yao stepped back to the doorway.
Kana sat beside Zhou Yinkun and gently took his hand, placing it on her knee. "This is serious; you should get stitches."
Her tone carried a hint of reproach.
Zhou Yinkun turned his head to look at her, noticing her red eyes. He smiled as he adjusted the silk robe strap that had slipped off her shoulder in her haste.
"Stitches can't be as comfortable as seeing you so worried."
As Kana twisted open the cap of the disinfectant alcohol, she shot him a glare at his words, her eyes brimming with tears and playful annoyance.
"Alright, alright, next time I'll go get stitches first."
"What next time?" Kana lowered her head to disinfect his wound. "How could someone bite you like this?"
From the bite marks and the extent of the injury, she could roughly guess it was a woman's bite. This was something she had never inquired about before; it was the first time.
"What are you thinking?" The man pinched her cheek with his other hand. "It was a dog that bit me; do you think I would bite back?"
"What kind of dog has such a small mouth? Can a dog with a small mouth bite this hard?"
Kana applied the anesthetic-laced medication around the area and then used a medical stapler to stitch the most severe part together. Fortunately, the wound wasn’t bleeding excessively, so after stitching, she wrapped it in gauze. With proper care, it should heal just fine.
Zhou Yinkun didn’t mind how she bandaged it; he was instead amused by Kana’s words. "It's similar to that little dog, but not as endearing."
Kana felt a bit puzzled. This didn’t sound like a description of a woman; it sounded more like he was describing a child.
She wanted to ask another question, but at that moment, Zhou Yinkun casually grabbed a tissue and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye. "There's a big deal coming up. If it goes well, I’ll take you out for some fun, so you won't be cooped up in the villa all day."
Kana's eyes lit up with excitement. "So you won’t be leaving soon?"
Zhou Yinkun raised an eyebrow.
Kana suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said, "I’m sorry, Brother Kun. I won’t ask anymore. I just… got a bit too happy for a moment."
She had asked a question she shouldn’t have.
Zhou Yinkun never revealed his whereabouts to anyone.
"Alright," Zhou Yinkun said, patting her head. "Go pour yourself a drink."
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