"Liu?"
Chinese, male, vast drug network, ghost-like conduct...
Suddenly!
An image buried deep in memory sprang forth—
The corpulent figure, the face always smiling innocently, the simple, almost untidy attire, and those eyes flashing insight.
It's Zhaohua!!!
The "wealthy spectator" Victor had met in his past life while fighting underground in Southeast Asia!
Back then, Victor was just a low-level boxer fighting for his life with his fists and blood, while Zhaohua was one of the few "eccentric" who would watch these bloody underground matches.
He was lavishly generous, frequently stuffing thick stacks of US Dollars to boxers who performed well. At that time, Victor also received money, yet Zhaohua himself wore faded T-shirts and shorts, and flip-flops, appearing like a neighborhood chubby uncle.
Victor once thought he was merely a wealthy customer with peculiar tastes.
