The sky collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, I found myself transported to Nanluoguxiang.

The neighbors watching the spectacle glanced back and forth between Zhou Yi and Li Kaixin as they watched the show unfold.

After a moment of silence, Zhou Yi saw how young Li Kaixin was and a new idea suddenly came to mind.

He pushed the money out of his hand: "Didn't you understand? I don't want the money, the bicycle is mine."

"Oh?" Li Kaixin's face held a half-smile. "Are you trying to force me to buy it? But this bicycle of mine is worth at least two hundred yuan, and your one hundred yuan isn't enough."

Seeing his master's expression, Zhou Zhiming knew that he was truly angry.

Recalling the fate of those robbers at the Haicheng black market, Zhou Zhiming couldn't help but remind him, "Zhou Yi, you'd better take the money."

Zhou Yi scoffed at Zhou Zhiming's words and dropped the pretense, threatening him with a blustering but weak voice: "Kid, you better be smart and leave your bicycle behind, or else..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Kaixin stepped forward and kicked him.

Zhou Yi didn't see the movement clearly at all. He only felt a strong force coming from his stomach, and he staggered back a few steps, fell backward to the ground, and then clutched his stomach and groaned.

The neighbors who were watching the commotion gasped in surprise. They hadn't expected that Zhou Zhiming's master, who looked so young, would act so decisively.

Li Kaixin felt a little better and slowly walked towards Zhou Yi.

Zhou Zhiming, who was supporting the cart, changed his expression and quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Master, you can't do that! There are so many people watching in the yard!"

"Zhiming, I know what I'm doing. Just keep an eye on things from the side." Li Kaixin smiled at him.

Zhou Zhiming finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his original position.

Zhou Mingqiang asked his son anxiously in a low voice, "Zhiming, could something have happened?"

Zhou's mother also looked at Zhou Zhiming with a worried expression.

"Father, don't worry! My master knows what he's doing," Zhou Zhiming said with a smile, trying to reassure him.

Upon hearing Zhou Zhiming's words, Zhou Mingqiang and his mother nodded, but the worry on their faces did not disappear.

Li Kaixin had already squatted down next to Zhou Yi.

He slapped the hundred-yuan note in his hand onto the other person's face, his voice icy: "With this little strength, you think you can act tough in front of me? You're not even qualified!"

Li Kaixin's kick wasn't too hard, and Zhou Yi on the ground quickly recovered.

When she looked up, she met Li Kaixin's icy gaze, and a shiver ran through her. The harsh words that were about to come out of her mouth were swallowed back down.

"What's going on? Why is everyone gathered here?" a voice rang out from behind the crowd.

Upon hearing the sound, everyone turned to look.

A young man in a police uniform pushed through the crowd and slowly walked over.

Zhou Yi, lying on the ground, looked at his savior with a sob in his voice: "Brother Zhao Yong, you have to give me justice! I... I'm about to be beaten to death."

"Zhou Yi, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Yong frowned and looked at Zhou Yi on the ground.

Zhou Yi's voice rose in excitement as he pointed at Li Kaixin beside him: "It's him! It's him! He just rushed up and beat me up for no reason! Brother Zhao Yong, arrest him right now!"

The onlookers, upon hearing this attempt to shift the blame, all showed disdain.

Zhou Zhiming immediately stepped forward to retort, "Brother Zhao Yong, don't listen to him! He was the one who threatened me first, which is why my master took action."

"Zhiming, don't rush, let me find out what's going on first." Zhao Yong waved his hand at him.

Of course he knew what kind of person Zhou Yi was; he was just a street urchin with no proper job who would have starved to death long ago if his father hadn't supported him.

The onlookers were stunned by this distorted account, and then their faces showed disdain.

Zhou Zhiming immediately retorted, "Brother Zhao Yong, don't listen to him. He was the one who threatened me first, which is why my master took action."

"Zhiming, don't rush, let me find out what's going on first." Zhao Yong said calmly, turning his gaze to Li Kaixin, "Comrade, this is..."

The words had barely left his mouth when he suddenly recognized the person in front of him, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Hey, Kaixin! It's you!"

"Brother Yong, it's been a long time," Li Kaixin greeted him with a smile.

Zhao Yong, a police officer at Chief Huang's police station, was also there when Li Kaixin rescued Liu Jianming last time.

Zhou Yi, lying on the ground, was dumbfounded, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

Zhao Yong took two steps to Li Kaixin, a smile on his face, and patted him on the shoulder:

"It really is you! I'm so happy! I thought it looked like you from afar, and it really is! What are you doing here?"

Li Kaixin shook hands with him and explained, "I'm here for dinner at my apprentice Zhou Zhiming's house today."

He gestured towards the bicycle, saying, "Well, as I rode my bike over, this happened."

Zhao Yong glanced at the bicycle in the direction it was pointing, then looked at Zhou Yi sitting on the ground, and already understood seven or eight parts of the situation.

This must be because Zhou Yi saw that Li Kaixin was young and had other ideas.

His smile faded slightly, and he turned to look at Zhou Yi, his tone becoming serious: "Zhou Yi, what exactly happened? Tell the truth."

"Brother Zhao Yong, he really started it! You can't just side with him because you two know each other!"

Zhou Yi stubbornly continued to argue, even deliberately clutching his stomach and pretending to be in excruciating pain.

Zhao Yong ignored him and turned around, glancing at the crowd: "Who started this? Did any of you neighbors see it? Tell me."

The onlookers remained silent, knowing that Zhou Yi was a scoundrel and afraid of incurring his wrath.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Zhou Yi secretly felt pleased with himself.

Seeing this, Zhao Yong's tone became a bit somber: "Nobody's going to talk? Fine, everyone here will come back to the station with me. I can work overtime a bit more."

Seeing that things were getting serious, several of the older women in the crowd finally couldn't hold back and spoke up.

He recounted everything from how Zhou Yi coerced him to the detailed process of Li Kaixin's intervention.

After listening, Zhao Yong understood the gist of the matter, and it was indeed much as he had guessed.

After listening, Zhao Yong felt more at ease; it was indeed pretty much as he had guessed.

His gaze shifted to Zhou Yi, and he snapped, "Zhou Yi, what else do you have to say?"

"I...I said some unpleasant things."

Zhou Yi's eyes darted around, then he stubbornly insisted, "But he hit me first! I didn't fight back at all!"

Seeing that Zhou Yi was still arguing his point, Li Kaixin didn't want to argue any further and looked at Zhao Yong:

"Brother Yong, I think we should send him to the police station! This coercion and forced sale should get him locked up for several years."

"What gives you the right..." Zhou Yi wanted to argue.

"Shut up!" Zhao Yong interrupted him sharply, then turned to Li Kaixin, his tone ingratiating:

"Kaixin, look... how about we don't bother the police station? I'll have him apologize to you properly, okay?"

Li Kaixin thought for a moment, then nodded: "Alright! I'll give Brother Yong face today."

This isn't just about giving Zhao Yong face; after all, it's a fact that Zhou Yi's family lent money to Zhou Zhiming's family, and that favor remains regardless.

If Zhou Yi is really sent to prison, the Zhou family will likely be branded as ungrateful in the future.