So ever since Brian Lincoln entered society, the vast majority of the money he earned went into Henry Harper's stomach. There were even several times when Henry Harper trained so hard in martial arts that he actually injured himself, and it was Brian Lincoln who carried him to the hospital. Not only did he use up all his savings, but he also racked up a ****** amount of debt. This is the real reason why, although Henry Harper is a bit thin, he hasn't suffered any lasting harm.

The thing Brian Lincoln said most often to Henry Harper was: "In this life, we're two brothers. When you finally gain inner strength and make it big, I'm going to quit the gang life too. Then we'll eat well, drink well, and enjoy life together thanks to your success. So don't feel any psychological burden—just think of it as me making a long-term investment."

After hearing this, Henry Harper was simply moved. For someone like him, practicing a broken set of boxing for nine years, no one would ever believe he could gain inner strength. In truth, Brian Lincoln's words were just to comfort him, the comfort of a brother...

Moved by these memories, Henry Harper walked into the fast food restaurant with Brian Lincoln. The two of them ordered a huge amount of food—of course, most of it was for Henry Harper. While they were eating, Brian Lincoln carefully slipped an envelope into Henry Harper's jacket pocket and then said in a low voice, "It's not much, but use it for now. Next month, I think I can give you double, maybe even more."

After all, Henry Harper was a martial artist who had practiced boxing for nine years; his body was extremely sensitive. He could tell the thickness and weight of the envelope almost instantly upon touching it. He immediately said in surprise, "This is over two thousand more than usual... Is everything okay?"

Brian Lincoln chuckled and, still keeping his voice down, said, "What could be wrong? Don't you trust me? The boss just got a new batch of goods—the same kind of 'Big Laugh Pills' I showed you last time. But this batch is pure blue, the highest quality, yet the price we get them for is the same as before. So I sold them for thirty percent more, and they're still in short supply. The boss said that starting next month, we'll raise the price by one and a half times. That way, you and I can both have a few good meals."

Henry Harper pondered for a moment. He wasn't very familiar with the underworld in this world. In the nine years since he arrived here, he hadn't even paid much attention to the geography or culture. His first and only goal was always to perfect his Luohan Fist, so he didn't say much. But he knew his brother's sharp instincts—like a rat on a ship, he'd be the first to know if it was going to sink. Over the years, he'd changed bosses three or four times and never gotten into trouble. Still, Henry Harper reminded him, "Just be careful. If things get too risky, maybe take a break for a while?"

Hearing this, Brian Lincoln punched Henry Harper in the chest and said, "I'm counting on your inner strength! Don't tell me you end up not getting it because of me—then all my years of investment would go down the drain! Anyway, don't worry, I always play it safe. I know, I know."

Henry Harper gave a wry smile and didn't say anything more, only telling Brian Lincoln in the end, "It's only three months until my nineteenth birthday. If possible... I'll give you a big surprise then. No matter what, just make sure nothing happens to you before that."

"Haha, what could possibly happen?" Brian Lincoln laughed heartily, then looked out at the brilliant blue sky and white clouds and said, "I'm waiting for you to become a master of inner strength. When that day comes, when that day comes... the two of us brothers can finally live free and easy."

Chapter Six: The Big Sister

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Henry Harper had just finished class and immediately headed to the cafeteria, where a beautiful girl was waiting for him, promising him a bowl of meat soup and a serving of ribs...

Just then, a crisp female voice rang out loudly: "Young Henry, stop right there!"

Henry Harper froze, as if you could hear the sound of his neck bones grinding, and slowly turned his head. He immediately saw a fair-skinned girl with dark red hair standing with her hands on her hips. Next to her stood a tall officer with a smile on his face.

"B-B-Big Sister, you're back?" Henry Harper stammered.

The girl grinned, swaggered up to Henry Harper, measured his height with her hand, then curled her lip and said, "I left when you were sixteen. It's been over two years, almost three, and you've only grown about ten centimeters? If you aren't at least 1.8 meters tall by the time you're twenty, don't say you know me—it's embarrassing!"

Henry Harper could only give a helpless, goofy smile. At that moment, the officer walked up behind the girl, patted her on the head, then clasped his fists to Henry Harper and said, "Brother Hao, it's been a while."

"Mr. Thompson." Henry Harper returned the gesture and then asked, "You two are back in the capital? The war is over?"

The officer shook his head. "No, I just came back to report. Then Nancy said your nineteenth birthday is coming up. She's been talking about it for ages, saying you two have an agreement—that after your nineteenth birthday, you'll start practicing other martial arts. So we came especially to see you and to arrange the venue for your birthday."

A wave of warmth and bittersweet emotion washed over Henry Harper, and for a moment, his mind was filled with countless thoughts.