The old man awkwardly smiled but nodded and said, "Okay, but the premise is you need to toughen up."
Everyone held back for a moment and then burst into laughter. The old man's words livened up the atmosphere in the room.
"Third Uncle, you used to be the best to me. Now that I'm facing difficulties, I want to ask for your guidance," Su Yongzhen said seriously.
The old man leaned back on the sofa and sighed, "It's not that I don't want to help you. You know the rules of the organization; once one retires, they must never interfere in any internal affairs."
"So you're just going to watch Su Yongzhen go to his death?" Xiang Yu interjected.
The old man pondered for a long time before nodding and saying, "Tell me, what exactly is going on? If it threatens the organization's interests, I won't help."
The old man has spent a lifetime with the God of Killing and still holds deep feelings for it.
"How many sons does my father actually have?" Su Yongzhen asked.
