"You are right to teach me, adoptive father." Sun Han lowered his head even further.
Sihua Hong smiled and said: "It is precisely because I value your sense of martial brotherhood that I took you as my adoptive son. In this day and age, there aren't many people like you left."
Having risen from the grassroots, Sihua Hong had spent years navigating the dangerous undercurrents of the great Northwest. He knew that taking adoptive sons was the greatest taboo in the underworld, especially for established kingpins like himself.
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