Trafford's Trading Club

Song Haoran didn’t stay for the meal afterward but left in a hurry. He had a sealed bag with a strand of hair in his hand.

“Oh, are you not eating? I cook a lot of dishes.”

Looking at Song Haoran’s hurried back, the maid had gloves on both hands and took out a plate of barbecue from the oven.

Boss Luo smiled at this time, stepped forward, and said, “I should be able to finish it.”

“Please wait a moment.” You Ye said suddenly, “Can I insert the flowers from Mr. Song first, master?”

“Well, sure.” Luo Qiu didn’t mind.

…

On the highway, a black off-road vehicle was galloping. Song Haoran held the steering wheel with one hand and turned on his phone at this time to conduct an encrypted communication.

“I’m rushing to the hospital. Don’t worry. I will know the result tonight.”

Father Song Tianyou didn’t have the excitement that Song Haoran imagined. Instead, he was silent for a long time. After a long pause, the father said slowly, “Haoran, don’t you feel that things are going too smoothly?”

Song Haoran frowned, “Father, what do you mean by this?”

Song Tianyou said, “I have been looking for your uncle for decades, and there has been no news. But now you tell me that your uncle’s descendants have come here to travel, and you have met him. If you’re in my shoes, what do you think? Haoran, I know you have always wanted to help me fulfill this wish, but this is unlike your usual style of doing things. You should not directly contact him. Even if you want to collect samples for inspection, we also have many methods.”

Song Haoran was taken aback. He parked the car on the roadside, thinking about it. Recalling what happened in the past few days, logical thinking told him that such a coincidence shouldn’t exist.

As if a mysterious force was pushing his actions, it made him unknowingly…

Song Haoran subconsciously touched the “Sun God Emblem” he was wearing. After he acquired it, he hadn’t told anyone, even his father.

“I don’t know why but when I first saw him, I had a feeling of intimacy.” Song Haoran said slowly, “In the beginning, I saw a trace of father’s shadow between his eyebrows. I have a special feeling from there. Later, through direct contact, this feeling became more and more clear. I can hardly describe it to you, but it is a kind feeling. Although the matter is a little rushed this time, it may not be a bad thing. I have a hunch, maybe… he is the relative we have been looking for.”

“Your premonition?” Song Tianyou asked solemnly.

“En, it’s that kind of hunch.” Song Haoran responded quickly.

No one knew that he got the “Sun God Emblem” in that treacherous expedition. However, in “Iris,” everyone knew that Song Haoran’s hunch was accurate.

They all regard this as the gift of the son of ‘Iris,’ an extraordinary and mysterious forte.

“Since it is that kind of premonition…” Song Tianyou took a deep breath, “Then, I will leave it to you. If he is the descendant of the elder brother I’m looking for, no matter what method you used, bring him to see me.”

“Okay, I’ll give you the result tonight.” Song Haoran turned off the phone call.

…

Thousands of miles away, the base camp of ‘Iris’ in a valley…

This place was surrounded by green hills, birds, and flowers with white mist filling the mountain stream; it appeared like an Immortal land. In the eyes of Feng Shui, this place was a rare treasure.

There were complex and huge buildings in this valley. On the hillside, there was a white villa.

Song Tianyou was 60 years old this year, but his physique was still sturdy. There were some scars and injuries that came from his conquest during his youth. He couldn’t help but cough.

With white hairs, he looked at the entire valley at this time and muttered, “Brother Tianyin… Please bless me to find him…”

Song Tianyou closed his eyes. After a long time, he sighed and picked up the phone again—it was an international long-distance call.

“Hmph, the Song family’s kid? Why did you suddenly remember calling this old lady?”

It was the voice of an old woman.

“Sister Li, it’s been a long time since I saw you. How are you?” said Song Tianyou respectfully.

“Not so good. I fell some time ago. Alas, I am old and brittle. Now, I’m still recovering, having my granddaughter take care of me every day.”

“My body has also been getting worse and worse lately.” Song Tianyou empathized with the old woman, “I don’t know when I will get to see you again, Sister Li.”

“Don’t come over. You’re on the country’s blacklist. How can you enter the country so casually? Speak up. You didn’t call just for some chatters, right? You haven’t called for me for a long time. You must have something you need help with, right?”

“Haha, Sister Li, you’re smart with a clear heart like flowing water.”

“Don’t mock an old lady like me.”

“Sister Li, in my mind, you are still the gorgeous ‘Lanfang Lady’ from the capital back then. Even if you’re old, you’re still elegant!”

“Back then? I can be your mother at this age! Just say what’s on your mind! My granddaughter is going to read something for me.”

“Sister Li, I want to ask you to help me with one thing.” Song Tianyou had no choice but to be frank, “You know it is inconvenient for me to go back, so I want you to use your relationship to help me find out about someone.”

“Oh? What new clues have you found this time? How many times has this been? Little Kid Song, why haven’t you given up on it yet?”

“This time may be different, Sister Li. Would you please help me?” Song Tianyou said respectfully, “Recently, my men have discovered some cultural goods of the Inca period. If it is convenient, I will get them to send some gifts to you.”

“No need for that. I’m just helping you to find out about someone. Your old lady doesn’t need your filial piety that way. Back then, I was a widow stranded in the capital. Had your Song family not been protecting me along the way, my life would have been lost? Give me the name, and I will give you the information tomorrow.”

“Wait a minute. I will give you at night… Oh, I’m afraid it’s the morning on your side. I’ll tell you by then. I’m still waiting for results on my end.”

The old woman was silent for a while before she slowly said, “You’re in a hurry this time.”

“I can’t help it.”

“Alright, I’ll wait for your call.”

“Thank you, Sister Li.”

…

“Grandma, whose phone call is that? Isn’t it too late?”

Zhang Lirui brought a bowl of bird’s nest porridge and came to Zhang Li Lanfang’s window. The old lady shook her head gently at this time and sighed, “An old friend is also the benefactor of our Zhang family.”

“Benefactor?”

Zhang Lirui took her nightdress away, sat down, and asked curiously, “Why haven’t I heard that our family has a benefactor?”

“It’s been a long, long time.” Mrs. Zhang Li Lanfang recalled, “At that time your father was still a baby, he didn’t know much about it.”

“What kind of person is he?” Zhang Lirui was even more curious.

“A soldier.” Mrs. Zhang Li Lanfang touched Zhang Qurui’s hair, “Later, he became a local warlord. But, he failed to survive the most chaotic period. The Song family has long been gone with only one descendant left, who went overseas…”