Chapter 1223 - 1223: As Important as Life Itself

Under the twilight of Kyoto, bustling and prosperous.

On the main ring road, an endless line of vehicles crawled like snails, stop and go.

Although traffic congestion is a common phenomenon in every city, the exaggeration seen in Kyoto is rare.

By now, congestion has almost become synonymous with Kyoto, and when people mention traffic jams, most inevitably think of Kyoto...

At this moment, Wei Jianhua stood in front of his detached villa, anxiously and uneasily waiting for the container coming from Jiangcheng.

Not knowing how many times he had looked at his watch, he asked somewhat tensely, "How much longer until it arrives?"

"About fifteen to twenty minutes," Fast Blade King replied.

He really wanted to ask if the young master was exhausted.

For a shipment of gifts that wasn't worth much, was it necessary to wait at the door three hours in advance?

However, he understood boundaries. If the young master didn't want to say, asking more would only provoke annoyance, which would be of no benefit to him.

Just then, an old-fashioned, slightly cumbersome-looking vintage car appeared within the two men's sights.

"Why is my grandfather here?" Wei Jianhua exclaimed in surprise.

Fast Blade King was momentarily speechless, quickly saying, "I just reported everything as you instructed to the old master and the grand old master, not knowing why the grand old master came personally."

Wei Jianhua had no time to dwell on these matters; he walked a bit forward, and when the car came to a stop, he opened the rear door with a broad smile, saying, "Grandfather, you... uh, Dad, you're here too?"

With both his own father and his father's father arriving together, he instantly felt a sense of impending crisis.

Inside the car, a walking stick came out and landed on the ground.

Wei Jianhua didn't dare neglect, hurriedly standing by the car door, holding the elderly man's arms with both hands, helping him out of the car.

The elderly man looked quite aged, with facial skin resembling tree bark, dry and lack of moisture.

Due to his hunched back, even with the aid of a cane, he appeared shorter than the average person.

However, despite his frail look, those who knew him didn't dare to show any disrespect.

At this time, the old man looked at Wei Jianhua lovingly, eyes filled with smiles, without any sharpness, as if content in his experience, and nothing in the world could provoke his anger.

"Grandfather, take care!" Wei Jianhua bent down, lowering his posture, maintaining an awkward position.

On the other side of the car, a middle-aged man who looked energetic got out from the other side.

He had a solemn face and walked with a majestic and decisive stride.

The two who got out of the vintage car were Wei Jianhua's grandfather, Wei Lan, and his father, Wei Xiongwei.

"Grandfather, Dad, please come inside." Wei Jianhua gestured towards the gate, making an inviting gesture.

Wei Lan and Wei Xiongwei exchanged a glance, neither of them stepping forward to enter.

After a moment, Wei Xiongwei said in a deep voice, "Your grandfather and I came this time to ask you some questions in person. You must answer honestly and not hide anything."

"I... I'll try my best," Wei Jianhua replied with a conflicted expression.

Wei Xiongwei glared angrily, saying, "What do you mean you'll 'try'?"

"Hey!" Wei Lan interjected, "You should understand your son. Since he said so, it must be something significant.

Ask first, whether he answers or not is his choice."

Wei Xiongwei snorted coldly and waved his hand to Fast Blade King.

Fast Blade King immediately understood and motioned for those guarding by the door to head into the villa with him.

Shortly, only the three generations and the driver, who looked like an ordinary person, remained by the vintage car outside.

"I heard you sent ten Gold Bricks to Xiao Feng in Jiangcheng and didn't even see him face to face. Is this true?" Wei Xiongwei asked.

"Yes!" Wei Jianhua nodded heavily, admitting without much hesitation.

The matter of sending Gold Bricks could not be concealed; he was already well aware of this and was prepared for the questioning.

However, he didn't expect that both his grandfather and father would come personally to ask, which added significantly to his pressure.

Wei Xiongwei nodded in satisfaction and continued, "What do you think about Xiao Feng not being at home?"

"Is there a need to think much about it?" Wei Jianhua frowned.

"Foolish!" Wei Xiongwei scolded, "Do you know Xiao Feng's current situation in Jiangcheng?

You sent Fast Blade King over to give gifts, which is simply sending a signal outside that our Wei Family can back him up."

"When Fast Blade King opened the box, it wasn't on the main street, so even if someone noticed, they wouldn't think of it as gift-giving, right?" Wei Jianhua said tentatively:

"Besides, didn't grandfather previously hold a high opinion of Xiao Feng?

I think Xiao Feng wouldn't use this for hype.

Because regardless of what outsiders say, he should be clear in his heart that what I give him doesn't represent any stance from the Wei Family."

"You!"

Wei Xiongwei's eyes welled with anger, turning his gaze towards Wei Lan, as if to say: Listen, is this reasonable talk?

However, Wei Lan just smiled silently, showing no inclination to give his opinion.

In this situation, Wei Xiongwei could only continue, "It's precisely because your grandfather holds Xiao Feng in high regard that your mother and I are worried you might be deceived by him.

He says he's not at home, and you genuinely believe it?"

Saying this, Wei Xiongwei took a stack of photos from an inside pocket and handed them over, "Look, these are the women in Xiao Feng's home. Which one of them isn't exceptionally beautiful?

Guarding such beauties, he still goes out to seek pleasure.

It's like refusing to eat a full banquet only to snatch food from beggars on the street. Is this normal?"

"It's also understandable," Wei Jianhua replied earnestly, "Eating rich food, bird's nest, shark fin, sea cucumber, abalone all the time will get boring sooner or later.

Lately, I've been liking simple foods, like vinegar potato strips or cucumber salad for a change of taste."

"Foolish!" Wei Xiongwei fumed, his beard quivering, "Fine! Fine!

Then tell me, why did you send Xiao Feng Gold Bricks?

And you sent ten at once; what largesse!"

Wei Jianhua's expression turned serious, and he said sternly, "Old Wang should have told you, now is not the time to say, but I promise, this money isn't being wasted.

If this matter succeeds, regardless of the influence on the Wei family, for me personally, its importance is comparable to life!"

These words caused Wei Lan and Wei Xiongwei to exchange a glance, hearts heavy.

Undoubtedly, they knew Wei Jianhua well enough.

And it's precisely because they know him so well, they find it all the more incredible.

Just what kind of matter could make their usually composed son/grandson, utter the weighty words "comparable to life"?