383: Dinosaurs against wolves against wolves

After Guo Jing brought Pan Han out of the meeting room, Pan Han couldn't help but ask, "Old Man Guo is your relative, right?"

Guo Jing didn't speak; he just nodded, silently confirming it.

Pan Han patted his shoulder and said heavily, "Rest assured, the old man didn't suffer when he passed."

"Thank you." Guo Jing stiffened his neck, determined not to let his tears fall.

"Remember to let me know when Xiaofang returns."

"Why?"

"To give her a generous gift."

"No need. The state will take care of her when she returns, and she will live an anonymous life. She won't even know how her father passed away."

"..."

"Remember to find me if you're short on money." Pan Han gave a bitter smile; this was all he could do.

Xiaofang was essentially Guo Jing's younger sister, so even if she lived anonymously, as her older brother, he would certainly take good care of her.

He had a daughter to raise himself, so he likely wouldn't be well-off financially.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Come on, let's go get some wine." Guo Jing suddenly stretched, using the groan to mask his sorrow.

"I don't really want to leave. I'm too tired from these past few days; I'll sleep here tonight and leave tomorrow."

"Fine. Same old rules: I'll open a room for you and have the food and wine sent up."

"You stay and have a drink too."

Guo Jing checked his watch; it was exactly 7:00 PM, and his stomach rumbled.

"Let's go!"

The same room, the same two people, drinking for the second time.

After a few rounds of drinks and food, Pan Han felt much more relaxed. Seeing that Guo Jing's face was flushed, he lit a cigarette and started chatting.

"The Chief said earlier that there are quite a few people with special abilities. Is that true or false?"

"What's the big deal? You look so surprised." After downing half a jin of alcohol, Guo Jing finally moved past his grief and opened up.

"It's not being surprised, I'm just curious. Hehe."

"I don't know the specifics. But I've heard that some are cultivators, and others have innate talents. There are a lot of them, and the state even has a special department to manage these people." Guo Jing didn't have high clearance, and since it was cross-departmental, he really didn't know much.

"There are actually cultivators??" Pan Han became interested upon hearing this.

He had grown up reading martial arts and cultivation novels where such things were always mentioned.

"I don't know the details, but I've heard they exist. They've even fought against foreign cultivators." Guo Jing picked up a few peanuts and chewed them contentedly.

"That's awesome!" Pan Han wondered to himself who would be stronger: the cultivators or him.

"I think you have other special abilities, don't you?" Suddenly, Guo Jing grabbed Pan Han's wrist and stared straight at him.

The move was sudden, and Pan Han instinctively reacted by twisting Guo Jing's wrist.

"Hey! Let go, kid!" Guo Jing knew Pan Han was fast, but he didn't expect him to be that fast, so he quickly begged for mercy.

"Haha! Old Guo, you want to ambush me? You're still too green." Pan Han let go and kindly rubbed it for him.

"I've discovered that you can really hold your liquor. That counts as a kind of special ability too." Guo Jing clutched his wrist and subtly shifted his butt backward.

"Haha! Indeed, and I'm not bragging; all the people in this building combined couldn't outdrink me."

"Fine, I'll have Old Li come over and test you when he has time. I've never seen him get drunk."

After speaking, the two began drinking again, and before they knew it, two bottles of wine were empty.

Guo Jing took out his phone to call home, saying he wouldn't be back tonight.

Pan Han also sent a message to Ellie and Yan Xiaoli, saying that he had finished his business and would be able to see them tomorrow.

"Tell me, Old Guo. You don't seem interested in my special abilities. Why haven't you asked?" Pan Han really wanted to pull out Old William's corpse to scare him.

"Discipline, obviously. Don't ask what you shouldn't. But for you to obtain the throne of the Knight Order leader at such a young age, you must have special luck."

"Fine. But it's good that you know; it saves me from having to make up excuses later."

"However, I am quite interested in something else."

"Oh? What is it? Let me see if I can talk about it."

"Why did you have the Knight Order get so many planes?"

"Old Guo. We also have discipline; I can't say."

"Damn! Fine if you won't say. But I'm warning you. Our relationship with the Eagle Nation is very tense lately. Don't mess around. Otherwise, if you cause a conflict, no one can protect you."

Seeing that Pan Han refused to talk, Guo Jing had to change the angle to continue chatting.

"Got it. Actually, I'm going to save people."

Returning to the apocalypse, unifying the country, and stopping the mutual slaughter could be considered saving people; at least, that's what Pan Han thought.

"Alright. As long as you know what you're doing."

Guo Jing raised his glass and downed another one!

The two drank intermittently until 11:00 PM before falling asleep.

Pan Han slept exceptionally well, not even dreaming.

The next morning at 8:00 AM, Guo Jing had already started working, while Pan Han was still asleep.

He didn't get up until nearly lunchtime, when he drove straight to the luxury apartment.

When he entered the room, he realized there was no one there.

"Looks like everyone is busy. It's time for me to rest. Damn, I'm exhausted!"

The rest he spoke of was actually cleaning the room and cooking.

He didn't know when it started, but he had grown to like doing these things.

Especially his cooking skills, which seemed to have improved significantly overnight.

He made himself a bowl of plain noodles, ate until he was sweating, and then started cleaning the room.

It was fine until he started cleaning, but once he did, he was shocked.

"Oh, damn! Why is there so much hair!"

On the floor, by the headboard, in the corners of the sofa—there was hair of all different lengths everywhere!

"Damn! Women! I have to set some rules for them when they get back."

Men have a characteristic when cleaning: they might start by just tidying up the sofa, but it ends up spreading to cleaning the whole house.

They don't move unless necessary, but once they do, they get everything done.

Pan Han stuck his butt in the air and worked hard, spending the entire afternoon cleaning until the place was to his satisfaction.

He was sweating profusely from the heat, but seeing the room looking clean and new made him feel much better.

"Cheng Xiao is still the best. Every time I travel over there, everything is so neat." He said this while taking off his clothes to take a shower.

Just as he lay down in the bathtub, the voices of Yan Xiaoli and Ellie came from the door.

The two women had been waiting for Pan Han's call all afternoon, but neither received one, so they assumed Pan Han had left again. Thus, they agreed to come back tonight to keep waiting.

"What the!"

"What's going on?"

"Did a thief break in? Why is it so clean?"

"Did you put away your toys?"

"Your glow-in-the-dark condoms weren't found, were they?"

"Oh no, I forgot to flush the toilet when I left this morning. Ah!!!"

...

The two women were shocked beyond words by the state of the room, not even daring to take another step for fear of dirtying the floor.

"It couldn't be him, could it?"

Yan Xiaoli and Ellie looked at each other and ran into Pan Han's bedroom together.

They heard loud singing coming from the bathroom:

I have no K, I have no K!

biu le biu, biu le biu!

Dinosaur Kong Lang, Kong Lang Kong!

Dinosaur Kong Lang, Kong Lang Kong!

Dinosaur Kong Lang, Kong Lang Kong!