A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Back at the Longshan branch, Gu Feng finally met Li Xiaolan, arranged by the clerk.

Across a table, Li Xiaolan sat on the other side, but he was no longer the energetic man he was yesterday. The word "disheveled" was not even enough to describe him. His hair was sticking up in a mess, his face was bruised and swollen, two buttons on his shirt were torn off, and bruises on his chest could be vaguely seen under the open collar.

Gu Feng's expression immediately changed, and he asked urgently, "Senior brother, what happened? Who hit you?"

Li Xiaolan waved his hand at him, even forcing a smile: "It's alright. Now that you're in, getting beaten up is inevitable."

It turns out that although Li Xiaolan and Gu Feng came to turn themselves in together, the two were treated very differently.

When Gu Feng entered the door yesterday, the people who greeted him were extremely polite and courteous.

Not only did they not handcuff him, but they also didn't lock him up with the other suspects. They even brought him a cup of coffee—but Gu Da Guanren only took one sip before he almost threw the cup away.

This stuff is so bitter, even pigs wouldn't drink it, let alone humans.

But Li Xiaolan wasn't so lucky. As soon as the police heard that he had killed someone with a brick, they immediately handcuffed him.

The interrogation process wasn't exactly torture, but the increasingly loud and stern questioning was enough to make him suffer.

After finally getting through the night and having been questioned to the fullest extent, he was wheeled into a large cell.

Inside, there are more than a dozen suspects.

These people, like Li Xiaolan, were waiting to be dealt with, but most of them were repeat offenders, or even seasoned veterans who had been incarcerated countless times.

Naturally, a newcomer like Li Xiaolan would receive extra "attention," and a good beating was inevitable. However, Li Xiaolan was no pushover either.

If you dare to touch me, why shouldn't I dare to touch you? Anyone who dares to punch or kick him will be met with even more punches and kicks in return.

Relying on his burly physique and agile skills, although he was fighting against many opponents, he did not suffer too much loss and fought to a standstill against those guys whose bodies were already exhausted.

Upon hearing this, Gu Feng slammed his fist on the table and stood up, turning to confront Chu Hanzhong.

Li Xiaolan quickly reached out to stop him, forcefully pressing Gu Feng back into his chair before sighing, "Never mind, junior brother. Since we're already here, I've already made these preparations."

"But……"

Li Xiaolan waved his hand, interrupting him, "It's really alright. Junior brother, I'm already very happy that you came to see me." Hearing this, Gu Feng felt a pang of sadness and couldn't help but blurt out, "Senior brother, do you want to go out?"

Li Xiaolan glared at him: "Damn it, what time is it? You're still playing these kinds of jokes on me. Of course I want to go out! But is now the time for me to just think about it?"

"If you really want to, there is a way." Gu Feng leaned closer and whispered to Li Xiaolan what the advisor meant.

After listening, Li Xiaolan fell silent. After a long while, he finally raised his eyes and looked directly at Gu Feng: "Junior Brother, in your opinion, should I agree?"

Gu Feng shook his head blankly: "I can't make this decision for you. This decision will directly affect your entire life from now on."

Li Xiaolan smiled bitterly: "I've fallen to this state, what kind of life do you think I have left?" Gu Feng couldn't answer for a moment.

"Junior brother, tell me what you think," Li Xiaolan stared at him intently, then added, "Just to give me a reference point."

"Alright, if you insist on me saying it, then I'll just say it directly." Gu Feng pondered for a moment before saying, word by word, "In my eyes, there's no such thing as a black cat or a white cat. As long as it catches mice, it's a good cat."

"and then?"

"That's all. That's my opinion." Gu Feng shrugged.

Li Xiaolan stared blankly at Gu Feng for a long while before finally nodding emphatically: "I understand."

"So what's your decision?"

"You're absolutely right. It doesn't matter if a cat is white or black, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat. I've figured it out—rather than staying in this godforsaken place and being bullied by the underworld, I'd rather go out and become a real gangster, and bully others."

"Uh." Gu Feng was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Junior brother, please convey these words to the master for me."

"Okay." Gu Feng nodded, then took out a few packets of Furongwang cigarettes from his body and gently pushed them in front of Li Xiaolan. "Senior brother, Master just said that even if you agree, at the very earliest, you will still have to endure two or three more days here."

"Hehe, it'll only be two or three days. Life has a thousand flavors, I'll just consider this a unique experience." Li Xiaolan laughed very freely.

"Okay. I'll go find Chu Hanzhong in a bit and make sure you're never locked up with those scum again."

"Haha, good brother. I won't say thank you." Li Xiaolan laughed and patted Gu Feng's shoulder heavily.

Gu Feng didn't say anything more, he just laughed along with him.

In one's life, one will always travel to some places, meet some people, and experience some things.

There are always times when we face unavoidable choices. Perhaps choosing the left leads to heaven, while choosing the right leads to hell. Whichever you choose, the result will be a completely different life, and there will never be room for regret.

As Gu Feng walked out of the police station, his heart was still heavy with conflicting emotions.

He knew very well that when he saw Li Xiaolan again, he would no longer be a college student, but a gangster who would be the center of attention.

Was Li Xiaolan's decision to embark on this path right or wrong? Good or bad? Is it a smooth road or a dead end?

Gu Feng dared not draw any conclusions.

The path one chooses is one's own; but only God knows the outcome.

After he relayed Li Xiaolan's reply to the clerk, the clerk immediately became extremely busy.

He carried two cell phones and a PHS phone, the ringing incessantly—either someone was calling or he was making outgoing calls. Although Gu Feng couldn't quite figure out how his advisor was planning to handle the case, he had absolute faith in him. He believed that since Li Xiaolan had made his choice, his advisor would never actually send him to jail.

Since the advisor was so busy, Gu Feng naturally couldn't bring up the Manchu Han Imperial Feast again. After saying goodbye to the advisor, remembering Su Man'er's instructions that morning, he was too lazy to go back to school and simply hailed a taxi home. Skipping class, well, one class is skipping, one day is skipping, two days is skipping—you get used to it after a while.

The only thing that caused him some unease was the beautiful Peng Liangpei.

Gu Feng wasn't unaware of her feelings. How could a young, unmarried woman treat you that way if she didn't truly have feelings for you? How could she let you kiss, hug, touch, and embrace her like that?

But after what happened this morning, will she still treat me the same way she always has?

Gu Feng couldn't answer, nor could he guess.

I'll probably only find out the answer when I go to school tomorrow and see her in person.

Back on Portland Street, Gu Feng spotted Shi Yurou's Aston Martin from afar. He couldn't help but wonder: What's wrong with this woman? Has she fallen for Su Man'er, or is she really addicted to being touched by him? Why is she always clinging to his house?

Crossing the courtyard and pushing open the door, I immediately saw Shi Yurou sitting quietly on the sofa.

She wore a black knee-length skirt, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders, and was quietly reading a book in her hands.

Her demeanor was dignified and gentle, and the curled strands of hair by her ear made her cheek appear even smoother and more like jade.

The knee-length skirt couldn't conceal her long, snow-white legs; the glimpses of them only accentuated her graceful figure.

"This is truly an exceptional young woman," Gu Feng sighed inwardly once more.

Hearing the noise at the door, Shi Yurou looked up and saw Gu Feng. A faint smile appeared on her face: "Doctor, you're back?"

"Hmm," Gu Feng responded, his gaze sweeping around. He could hear soft bubbling sounds coming from the kitchen, and a rich aroma filled the air, but Su Man'er was nowhere to be seen. He couldn't help but ask Shi Yurou, "Where's my sister?"

"She said she had something to do and went out with Xu Yan and the others," Shi Yurou replied casually.

Gu Feng was speechless for a moment. Su Man'er really had a big heart—she ran away herself and left her home in the hands of a strange woman.

If this woman were to take all your belongings... The moment this thought crossed Gu Feng's mind, he realized he was being incredibly foolish and naive.

Anyone who takes one look at Shi Yurou will know that she is an extremely wealthy person.

How could someone like that do such petty theft?

At most, it's just stealing a person.

On second thought, Su Man'er dared to bring a man like herself, who was a complete stranger at the time, home. What was it to hand over her home to a strange woman now?

Gu Feng sighed softly and slowly walked into the living room.

"Doctor, are you tired?" Shi Yurou asked with great care, noticing his listless and unmotivated appearance.

Gu Feng was secretly delighted, thinking that she was going to massage his head and back or something, so he immediately pretended to be even worse, slumping heavily into the sofa and nodding weakly.

Shi Yurou turned around, poured a glass of water, and gently handed it to him before saying softly, "If you're tired, take a rest first. You can treat me later."

Damn. So you didn't want to massage me, you wanted me to massage you. So... you're really addicted?

As Gu Feng took the water glass, he muttered to himself.