At three o’clock in the morning, Yusuf Zuck met Fleur Carson, Samuel Ross, Dream Morrow, and Jerome Hart on the tree-lined road near the entrance of the Northern Film School campus.
That’s right, Jerome Hart came along too, because obviously something serious had happened, otherwise Yusuf wouldn’t possibly summon Samuel and Dream in the middle of the night for no reason.
Upon seeing them, Yusuf ushered them into his car and then said in a deep voice, "There was an incident with my dad, it looks like one of his enemies from Zhonghai targeted him and hurt him." He didn’t specify how his father was injured, as it involved his foster father’s privacy.
"So, I suspect someone is after my sister now."
"I need to fly to Shandong immediately, which is why I called you all here. Without saying much more, I entrust you with my sister’s safety. Fleur, you’re experienced in this area, so you come up with the protection plan. Wen Shuai, if you have time to participate, do so; if not, don’t worry about it. Samuel, Marco, and Dream, you follow Fleur’s lead, of course, you need to discuss and agree on the details."
"Fleur, do you have any issues?" Yusuf asked Fleur.
"No worries, as long as I’m here, your sister’s safety is assured!" Fleur promised.
"Hmm, you all know each other a bit now. Fleur is a life-and-death friend of mine, Samuel, Marco, Dream, and Wen Shuai are brothers. In short, it’s all up to you all," Yusuf said solemnly.
"Don’t worry," They all nodded gravely because they could sense Yusuf’s tension and unease, implying their opponent was no small threat.
Regardless of who the opponent was, they would not let their guard down.
"Alright, I’m going to see Sara at school, then head to the airport," Yusuf said as he got out of the car, unable to drive it inside the campus.
Meanwhile, Sara Zuck was already waiting downstairs at the dormitory building, and not far from her, Benedict Cooke was lying in wait.
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Tonight was his shift.
As Yusuf approached, Sara instantly threw herself into his arms and started crying uncontrollably.
"Don’t cry, I’ve asked about it, and it’s not too serious. Our house just got burglarized, Dad got stabbed in the butt, but the surgery is already finished. So, stay calm and continue with your studies here while I go check on him," Yusuf said with a smile as he patted Sara on the shoulder.
"But... but I want to go back," Sara said, wiping away her tears.
"Why would you go back?" Yusuf said urgently, "You’re currently studying, and taking a leave would look bad. Moreover, Dad’s surgery is on his butt; you can’t take care of that, so I’ll go back. Don’t worry, if needed, I’ll bring Dad to the capital, okay?"
"Bring to the capital? But where will he stay?" Sara asked hesitantly.
"I’ll arrange that. Also, I have two phone numbers for you, give me your phone," Yusuf said, extending his hand.
"Whose numbers?" Sara asked, puzzled, but she still handed her phone to Yusuf.
Yusuf took the phone and while saving Samuel and Fleur’s numbers, he replied, "I’ve made a few good buddies in the capital. One is surnamed Samuel and the other Carson. If you have any urgent issues, call them. They’ll be at your beck and call. Also, don’t leave the school these few days, no matter what."
"Okay, I understand, but I still want to go back with you," Sara clutched Yusuf’s hand, unwilling to let go.
"How about this, after I get home, I’ll have Dad call you to assure you that he’s alright?" Yusuf smiled, "Go back to your studies peacefully. You should know that your education is the most important thing to the whole family. If you went back, Dad might start worrying, flare up, and who knows how much he’d drink."
"Okay, then I won’t go back, but you have to call me all the time." Sara was most afraid of her father drinking because although he didn’t become unruly when drunk, he had drunk himself into illness over the years, and she was genuinely afraid her father might one day suddenly die from drinking too much.
"Hmm, you go back first. I’m heading to the airport right away," Yusuf Zuck urged her.
"Mhm, have dad give me a call himself," Sara Zuck said with reddened eyes.
"Got it, go back," Yusuf Zuck waved his hand.
Sara Zuck looked back three times with each step as she returned to her dormitory. It seemed that the dormitory aunty knew her. When she went back, the aunty whispered something in her ear before locking the dormitory door.
Once Yusuf Zuck saw the girls’ dormitory door was locked, he turned around and looked toward the southeast corner.
In the southeast corner were green spaces and flowerbeds, and in his mind’s eye, Benedict Cooke was hiding there, wearing an army coat, staring straight at Yusuf Zuck.
When Yusuf Zuck glanced in his direction, Benedict Cooke was startled. After all, even if someone walked right past him, they might not notice him there, yet Yusuf Zuck looked directly at him? He could feel Yusuf Zuck watching him.
His scalp tingled. What other abilities did that guy Yusuf Zuck have?
Yusuf Zuck took out his phone, turned, and walked away, texting as he did: "Be safe tonight, and keep warm against the cold."
"Got it," Marco Schmidt quickly replied with a message.
When Yusuf Zuck left the school gate, the Buick was gone, and Fleur Carson, Dream Morrow, and Jerome Hart were nowhere to be seen, only Samuel Ross was still sitting in his car.
"I’ll take you to the airport. This car is requisitioned from now on," Samuel Ross said directly.
"Mhm, one car won’t be enough. I’ll buy another after I get back!" Yusuf Zuck said, taking a seat in the passenger side. He hadn’t booked a flight ticket, of course. He planned to take whichever flight was available as long as it could get him to the Earth Realm in Shandong, and once there, he would rent a car to return as quickly as possible.
"How seriously is uncle injured?" Samuel Ross had no idea what was happening with Yusuf Zuck’s family and didn’t know that the father Yusuf Zuck referred to wasn’t his biological father.
"His life is not in danger," Yusuf Zuck replied.
"Ah, that’s good. Whatever happens when you get back, don’t act rashly. I’ll say it again: these days, it’s outdated to resort to fighting and killing. What matters is money and brains. So, if there’s anything you can’t solve, discuss it with us first."
Yusuf Zuck took a deep breath: "Understood."
"Also, Fleur Carson and Jerome Hart, they’re trustworthy, right?" Samuel Ross genuinely didn’t know when Yusuf Zuck had become friends with Fleur Carson. He knew her too, but as far as he was concerned, Fleur Carson was just a night taxi driver. As for Jerome Hart, he only knew him as a doctor who met Yusuf Zuck in Zhonghai.
"Both are trustworthy. I can’t disclose Fleur’s identity, and you guys shouldn’t pry. Jerome has no issues. And don’t underestimate Jerome Hart; you and Dream Morrow together might not be a match for him."
"That strong? Really? He looks like a scholar," Samuel Ross exclaimed, surprised. Jerome Hart seemed cultured and gentlemanly. How could he look like someone versed in fighting, especially when he was a doctor?
"Hehe, about people, you can’t always judge by appearances. Just remember what I’ve said," Yusuf Zuck chuckled.
"What about Fleur Carson? Seems tough too?" Samuel Ross asked, puzzled.
"Her?..." Yusuf Zuck paused to think: "She probably can’t fight, but she could kill you with a single move."
"Damn..." Samuel Ross cursed. The people Yusuf Zuck befriended were all masters; no wonder Yusuf Zuck had told them to listen to Fleur Carson.