Urban Soldier Young Master

Chapter 919 - 918: No Home

"Chu Ge, who exactly are you?"Honestly, Wu Qing didn't expect Chu Ge to answer him, even though he really wanted to know the answer to this question.

"Who am I? Didn't you just call my name?"

"Chu Ge, don't play dumb with me!"

"Hehe..." Chu Ge chuckled, pausing slightly in his steps, "Do you know Da Shan?"

Chu Ge's casual voice reached Wu Qing's ears, and he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his pupils suddenly contracting, leaving him stunned, staring at Chu Ge in astonishment.

With a teasing smile, Chu Ge said, "It seems you do know him after all."

"You... how do you know?" Wu Qing shook violently, suddenly coming to his senses, "No, no, wait a minute, which Da Shan are you talking about?"

"Judging from your moves, who else could I be talking about?"

Hearing Chu Ge say this, Wu Qing was hugely shocked, a buzzing sound in his head, leaving him standing dumbly in place, as if petrified.

Chu Ge didn't say anything more, stepping past Wu Qing and, amidst cheers, called for Chu Shiyao to join him in the Maserati.

Even though the crowd outside the bar was still enthusiastically chanting "Master," and all around were disdainful glances at Wu Qing, he was oblivious, with only the words Chu Ge had just said to him echoing in his ears.

Chu Ge actually knows Da Shan? Chu Ge could tell I know Da Shan? Just by looking at my moves? How is this possible? Could it be... could he be Da Shan's comrade? Oh my god...

After an unknown period of time, Wu Qing finally gradually came out of his extreme shock, finding the surroundings empty, with Chu Ge's Maserati nowhere in sight.

No wonder... no wonder Chu Ge is so ridiculously strong, so that's why, and here I was stupidly trying to pick a fight with him? I'm such an idiot!

Sighing with both resignation and relief, Wu Qing pinched the bridge of his nose, a wry smile on his face.

In the army, he and Da Shan were once in the same squad, and Da Shan was his squad leader at the time, a figure he admired as a war god. All his martial skills were taught by Da Shan.

Later, Da Shan, who had repeatedly made meritorious contributions, was transferred. Due to confidentiality principles, he never knew where Da Shan had been transferred, but it was obvious, even to a fool, that Da Shan went somewhere he could never hope to reach.

All these years later, he and Da Shan still kept in touch. He knew Da Shan worked for the He Family, and a couple of years ago he met him once. He thought he had made great progress and was eager to spar with Da Shan.

The result... Da Shan, true to his name, remained a towering figure he could only look up to, overcoming him as if it were child's play. The gap in their combat skills not only didn't shrink but was infinitely magnified.

Wu Qing pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag. He then took out his phone, hesitated for a moment, and decided to call Da Shan before Chu Chengrui.

The call connected quickly, Da Shan's voice coming through.

"Xiao Qing?"

If anyone else called him that, Wu Qing would certainly be a hundred times unwilling, but hearing it from Da Shan only filled him with warmth and nostalgia.

"Squad leader, it's me, I'd like to ask you about someone, if you're in a position to talk about it. If you are, great, if not, just pretend I didn't ask."

"Carrying a gun together" is one of life's greatest bonds, so when Wu Qing called Da Shan, he didn't beat around the bush.

"Go ahead."

"Squad leader, do you know Chu Ge?"

After a few seconds of silence from the earpiece, Da Shan's voice came again, "If you're talking about the punk with a smirk that makes you want to hit him, who acts all nonchalant and never seems serious, then yes, I do know him. But why are you asking about him?"

Wu Qing's lips twitched; he hadn't expected Da Shan to describe Chu Ge like that. But honestly, it was spot on...

Judging from Da Shan's words, it was definitely the same person they were talking about.

"Well, squad leader, were you and Chu Ge comrades once?"

"I'd never have a comrade like that jerk. I barely know him, know almost nothing about him; we just met a few times."

Wu Qing paused, then asked from a different angle, "So... did you two ever spar?"

"What's it you're really asking? Spit it out; don't waste my time." Da Shan's voice sounded a bit annoyed.

Hearing Da Shan's words, Wu Qing felt a tightness in his chest. Why did Da Shan sound so upset... it really seemed like Chu Ge had given him a hard time? No way, is it true?

"Uh, um, well, forget it, let's not mention him, it's nothing, I was just asking casually."

Although Wu Qing didn't want to admit it, he had to concede that Da Shan's tone indirectly suggested that he had sparred with Chu Ge, and the outcome was obviously not favorable for Da Shan.

Da Shan didn't continue with this topic, which only confirmed Wu Qing's suspicion further. He couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself and shifted the conversation to another matter he was concerned about.

"Captain, speaking honestly, don't take it the wrong way, how are things for you at the He Family... are they okay?"

Da Shan remained silent, but Wu Qing knew he was undoubtedly listening.

"Captain, the He Family isn't what it used to be. With your skills, you'd be prominent anywhere. You..."

"Alright, Xiao Qing, I know you're sincerely looking out for your old captain, but if there's nothing else, let's leave it at that."

Before Wu Qing could finish, Da Shan cut him off, sounding somewhat helpless and subdued.

"Captain, with my capabilities, life at the Chu Family is going quite well. If you came, you'd do even better. Please consider it."

Even though Da Shan clearly didn't want to discuss this, Wu Qing continued persistently, offering more straightforward advice. He was genuinely worried about Da Shan, concerned he'd get entangled in the messy situation.

Da Shan paused for a few seconds, "Xiao Qing, thanks, but there's really no need to say more. I know what I'm doing. The He Family has its depth, and the Chu Family you're in isn't shallow either... let me give you some advice."

"No matter what your purpose is for inquiring about Chu Ge, it's best not to engage with him much or become his enemy. I don't know him well, but Miss He Qing holds an extremely high opinion of him, extraordinarily high. That's it, hanging up."

After speaking, Da Shan hung up the phone. Wu Qing stood there dazed for a while before removing the phone from his ear. He discarded the burned-out cigarette and sat in the Mercedes he had driven over, feeling conflicted.

Leaning back in the driver's seat, Wu Qing lit another cigarette, his mind filled with scenes of the earlier confrontation with Chu Ge, and Da Shan's solemn voice echoed in his ear from when he delivered his final words.

As the second cigarette ended, Wu Qing flicked the butt out of the car window and dialed Chu Chengrui's number. When the call connected, Chu Chengrui immediately asked, "Wu Qing, why did the eavesdropping device fail? What happened on your end?"

"Sir, today Chu Ge and Miss went shopping. She changed clothes from head to toe. The shoes with the eavesdropping device are now in my car's trunk."

"Hmm? I see..." Chu Chengrui pondered for a moment, "Tell me, what did they do since leaving?"

"They..."

As Wu Qing reported from within the Mercedes, Chu Ge's Maserati was cruising steadily on the road.

The car showed no excessive swaying, and its speed was neither too fast nor too slow. From the driving behavior alone, no one could tell that the driver inside was seriously under the influence.

"Brother Chu, I believe from today, that annoying Wu Qing won't dare bother you anymore. I never thought you'd be so amazing! Hehehe, you were so cool just now! Hey! Ha! Whoa!"

Chu Shiyao was excited, mimicking Chu Ge's actions just moments ago, gesturing with her left hand from the passenger seat.

"Alright, you've said that several times already." Chu Ge smiled helplessly. "I must say, Yaoyao, settle down a bit. We don't want the traffic police to think you're high and pull us over, then find out I'm driving drunk."

"So what, didn't Junming say that nowadays the traffic police in Lidu would rather avoid you? They know your car, who would dare stop you? That would only bring trouble on themselves, wouldn't it?"

"Are you praising me or criticizing me with that?"

"Of course, I'm praising you!"

Chu Ge shook his head, amused but exasperated. "Alright, alright. Don't you know that drunk driving is very dangerous? Aren't you afraid you'll distract me, and we'll crash and both end up here on the road?"

"Of course not, because that's just impossible with you being so awesome, right?"

Chu Ge rolled his eyes, "Alright, stop flattering me. Think about where you want to go. We can't just keep circling around the city, can we?"

"I actually enjoy driving around. It's rare no one's watching over me today, so let's just enjoy this ride. When you're tired of it, you pick where we go next."

"I'm already tired of circling around. Should I take you home?"

"Home? Brother Chu, stop joking. I have no home, no family. Where would I have a home?"

Chu Shiyao was casually making a somewhat self-deprecating comment. After she said it, she didn't think there was anything wrong with it and continued to gaze at the sunset outside the window.

A few seconds later, Chu Shiyao sensed that something was off. The lively conversation she was having with Chu Ge was now met with silence. She realized she might have touched on a sensitive subject.

She had once had a dad and mom, and no matter what, Chu Chengrui was her grandfather. But what about Chu Ge?