BPIFC -Volume 1 – Chapter 163 Agreement

When Xiao Yifeng spoke, he had already noticed Che Qianzi changing clothes in the room.

The little Taoist had stripped down to his underwear and was in the middle of putting on an expensive suit pants worth over eighty thousand yuan. Hearing voices at the door, he quickly took them off again and prepared to switch back into his own clothes.

At that moment, Sun Desheng pushed the door open—and immediately saw his brother standing there in his underwear.

Xiao Yifeng had assumed the room was empty. He didn’t expect Che Qianzi to be changing clothes inside. He frowned and said to Sun Desheng,

“Big Sun, let’s talk somewhere else. This place isn’t convenient…”

“What’s inconvenient about it? Isn’t it just your relationship with Fatty? You’re his informant, and you’re also tied to Guan Ren—”

Before Che Qianzi could finish, Xiao Yifeng suddenly flashed forward and covered his mouth.

His face darkened as he turned to Sun Desheng.

“Sun Dasheng, what do you mean by that? You’re going to reveal something this sensitive to outsiders? You’re trying to get me killed…”

Sun Desheng gave a bitter smile.

“He’s not an outsider. He’s my brother…”

“Old Xiao, calm down. I didn’t say it on purpose. Yesterday you went missing on the highway and I was panicking—I slipped up. Don’t worry, only us brothers know.”

As he spoke, Sun Desheng walked over and pressed Xiao Yifeng into a chair.

“Old Xiao, relax. What were you just saying about your master? Didn’t they say he still had ten years? Why is it happening now?”

Hearing the topic shift back to his master, Xiao Yifeng stopped worrying about his identity being exposed.

He said gravely,

“My master hasn’t reached his end yet, but he’s becoming less and less compatible with the longevity medicine. I’m worried that the longer it drags on, the less effective it will become for him. We can’t delay any longer—the agreement we made before is no longer valid. I can only give you three months.”

Sun Desheng shook his head repeatedly.

“Hold on, Old Xiao. You’re jumping all over the place—this brother can’t keep up.”

“We originally agreed on five years. I help you obtain the immortality pill within five years. But now you’re suddenly cutting it down to three months? That’s way too fast.”

Xiao Yifeng sighed.

“There’s no helping it…”

Then he added,

“Still, with your connection to Director Wu, it shouldn’t be too difficult.”

“Not difficult? It’s easier than becoming immortal itself,” Sun Desheng said with a wry laugh.

“I had a five-year plan laid out step by step. I was even going to get Director Wu to owe you a huge favor. Maybe then the pill would come naturally. But now you suddenly want it in three months…”

He paused, then sighed.

“Alright. I’ll try my best.”

Seeing Xiao Yifeng’s disappointed expression, he finally gave in.

After agreeing, Sun Desheng checked the time and said,

“You two wait here. I’ll be right back.”

He left the room, smiling as he walked toward Shao Yiyi.

Once Sun Desheng left, Che Qianzi and Xiao Yifeng were left alone. The atmosphere turned slightly awkward.

The little Taoist began packing up the clothes on the bed and said,

“Old Xiao, I just found out recently that immortality actually exists. I used to think it was all nonsense. Turns out it’s real.”

“Oh right, is your master registered in Beijing? I heard from Shen La that immortality allocation depends on Beijing household registration.”

Xiao Yifeng couldn’t help but smile bitterly at how naive this “mad dog” Che Qianzi sounded.

“That’s nonsense,” he said.

“Our branch doesn’t rely on identity registration. It depends on medicinal power.”

At that moment, Xiao Yifeng seemed to suddenly think of something. His gaze changed subtly as he looked at Che Qianzi.

Seizing the moment before Sun Desheng returned, he leaned closer.

“Little brother, let’s make a deal.”

“If one day you obtain the immortality pill—can you give it to me instead? Whatever you want in return, I can get it for you.”

Che Qianzi laughed.

“Old Xiao, what are you talking about? I don’t even know where to get one.”

“Why don’t I make you a deal too—if you ever get one, give it to me and I’ll give you fifty gold bars.”

Xiao Yifeng smiled faintly.

“Don’t be so absolute.”

“Maybe someday, you’ll be the one asking me for help. You don’t need to answer now. You can decide later.”

Che Qianzi narrowed his eyes.

“You’re implying something…”

Before he could continue, Sun Desheng returned.

He said to Xiao Yifeng,

“Old Xiao, I’ll try to find a chance to ask Director Wu for a pill. My wife says she’ll put in a good word for us.”

“Alright, what were you two just talking about?”

Che Qianzi stared at Xiao Yifeng and said directly,

“He said if I ever get the immortality pill, he wants to trade for it. Anything I want, he’ll give me.”

Then he added,

“Fatty, the way he talks… it sounds like he knows something about me. Do you know too? Are you all hiding something from me alone?”

Sun Desheng chuckled.

“Don’t overthink it. Old Xiao is just casting a wide net—being polite.”

He patted Xiao Yifeng’s shoulder.

“Old Xiao, go back and handle your business. Once Director Wu returns, I’ll arrange a meeting.”

Xiao Yifeng nodded and left.

Before leaving, he glanced at Che Qianzi one more time.

“What I said earlier wasn’t a joke. Think about it carefully.”

After he left, before Che Qianzi could question anything further, Sun Desheng’s phone rang.

At the same time, there was a knock at the door.

After opening it, Shao Yiyi saw a white-haired man standing outside—Shen La.

Seeing that Sun Desheng was on the phone, Shen La exchanged a few polite words with Shao Yiyi before walking over to Che Qianzi.

“I thought you guys were already prepared… Didn’t you get the Bureau notice?”

“You still don’t know? The couple siblings we arrested yesterday, along with the people who broke into the Bureau, all died unexpectedly inside the Bureau.”

“I just got a call telling me to return immediately…”

At that moment, Sun Desheng finished his call and walked over.

“Li Zi,” he said to Shen La, “you even came to pick us up. What’s going on? I heard the people arrested yesterday are dead? Director Ren didn’t explain clearly—just told me to return immediately…”