Trafford's Trading Club

Translator: AlfredoPoutineSoup  Editor: DesTheSloth

Old Feng hesitated but he still came to see the club’s owner.

Miss. Maid pulled out a chair and he sat down anxiously.

“Is… this a dream?” Old Feng said subconsciously.

Luo Qiu waved his hand to ask You Ye to avoid. Then he said, “You can regard it as a dream, a real dream. Of course, it’s all up to you whether it can come true or not.”

Old Feng raised his head. He looked around the club’s lobby from the left side to the right side. Realizing there were many strange decorations, he finally looked at the mysterious man in front of him.

He showed a forced smile and said, “I believe in karma since a long time ago. Now I’,m certain I’m correct upon coming here.”

“Why?” Luo Qiu wondered that what he was thinking as a person whose whole life will be spent in prison.

Old Feng sighed, “Thirty-five years ago… I made a big mistake when I was young. But I didn’t have the courage to face it and chose to escape. I thought I could… I ran away and hid for a short period.”

Old Feng showed a happy smile, “At that time, I lived relying on my skills and got married to a pretty girl. And a baby was going to come to my family.”

But he shook his head, “I thought I was lucky but I knew I needed to be punished for my crimes. The punishment will merely come earlier or later.”

“Oh.” Luo Qiu nodded, “Do you think it is retribution that your wife died in childbirth?”

Old Feng smiled bitterly.

He was not going to talk about this but implored, “I couldn’t pay back for my mistake. I deserved to spend the rest of life in prison. I am much more grateful for being alive.”

Old Feng sighed with his head lowered down. He said clearly, “What should I do to regain the things I lost?”

“Do you just want to see your daughter again?” Luo Qiu asked gently.

“I don’t expect her forgiveness, this is what I deserve.” Old Feng raised his head. He looked older than he was with a balding head. “It’s enough to see her once. It is alright even to see her from a distance.”

“If it is just one meeting…” Luo Qiu paused, and slide across the table. Several cards with wonderful designs appeared on the table, “You can pay with these.”

Old Feng took the first card and asked, “Memory?”

He shook his head… Memories were the most valuable thing for a prisoner.

There was no love or career, and also happiness in the prison.

He was condemned to a life sentence so he couldn’t have these anymore.

The choices were the memory of his daughter, of his wife… his own health, life, and doing good deeds.

“Doing good deeds?”

“Yes, doing good deeds. Just keep it up for one year.”

Luo Qiu nodded, “Actually, I suggest you choose the shortest-time option of doing good deeds. Because it will be easier to complete. It’ll be enough to meet a person… but…”

“What?” Feng Guichun got nervous… He knew the one who was making deal with him was not some kind savior.

“But, I don’t suggest you to choose doing good deeds.” Luo Qiu said slowly, “As far as I know, some family members of the one who you killed are still alive.”

Old Feng seemed unhappy. He smiled bitterly, “You mean, for the victim’s family, it’s a sin for every day I am still alive… right?”

“Yes…” Luo Qiu changed his sitting position, and said lightly, “To make it clear, people will forget something as time going by. But no one can make sure that they won’t remember some day. For the one who hates you, there is a possibility that they will remember your crime someday. If they remember your crime in the year you chose. According to our contract, you will be counted as breaking your contract… If so, we can only replace doing good deeds with other things. I am afraid that it will be hard for you to accept it. Therefore, the last choice would be a bet.”

“It looks like the best choice but is actually an impossible choice…” Old Feng shook his head and said gratefully, “Thank you for your kindly reminder.”

Luo Qiu kept silent and responded, “It is nothing. I was just accused of something by someone lately… Well, it is just a self-examination.”

Old Feng sighed, “I don’t dare to make the gamble… Those years when I escaped was also a gamble for my life. Apparently, I lost completely. If I can see my daughter once again, I am willing to exchange it for my last six months of life, or even three years or five years. I wish…”

He took a deep breath, “If I can see her wedding… even if I am in just a corner, I would be satisfied. I want to see her indulging in happiness. If so, I… will have no more worries.”

“Is five years ok?”

“Ok!” Old Feng nodded his head heavily.

“Thanks for your coming, my customer.”

Luo Qiu stood up and gave Old Feng the best etiquette.

…

With a wave of hands, Old Feng vanished from the club.

The sheep skin scroll signed just now was rolling automatically in the air and then fell on Luo Qiu’s hand.

He delivered it to You Ye.

Miss. Maid didn’t say anything, but Tai Yinzi was unable to wait. He said ahead of You Ye, “Congratulations to Master for the new deal. I just didn’t expect that Feng Guichun’s request to be so simple.”

“It is really simple.” Luo Qiu smiled.

Tai Yinzi added, “Master, I will find a better potential customer next time! This is just a beginning! Well, I’m going to work now.”

Luo Qiu asked suddenly, “Tai Yinzi, what are you going to do?”

Tai Yinzi said reasonably, “I am going to save your cost and get Feng Guichun out of the prison. I can possess in the jailer’s body and set free Feng Guichun.”

“Well, you are really an straightforward person.”

“That’s nothing, I am thinking for my Master.” Tai Yinzi looked modest.

But Luo Qiu transferred the remark, “But, I want to do it in another way.”

“Please tell me your plan, master, I’ll follow your instructions to the letter!”

Boss Luo smiled, “The plan is to get Feng Guichun out and… you stay in the prison instead of him.”

“What??”

Tai Yinzi… Tai Yinzi couldn’t close his mouth.

…

…

Tai Yinzi opened his mouth and then shut it mechanically. The food inside his mouth was too unsavory for him… although the other prisoners said the dishes were pretty nice.

“Dude, what’s the matter? Don’t you like the dishes?” Zhou Xiaokun got close to him and asked him in a low voice.

Tai Yinzi glanced at him… He knew that Zhou Xiaokun and the others regarded him as Old Feng.

He was possessed in Old Feng’s body and sat in the canteen.

“Nothing, I am just a little…” Tai Yinzi sighed and started staring at the light on the ceiling. He continued, “I was a little upset.”

“Understood, dude, take it easy.”

Zhou Xiaokun patted his shoulder and said nothing next.

Tai Yinzi glanced at Zhou Xiaokun.

‘What the hell would you understand!!!’