The Porsche supercar was hit, the fugitive shouted "damn," at such speed crashing into the ditch would mean instant car wreck and death. How could he not be shocked?

As a professional driver, the man attempted to control the car's body to counter-collide and snatch back a win.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

A chase and escape inadvertently evolved into a race against death.

Feng Yi hesitated due to the hostage's safety in the car, always cautious, unable to let loose. Who knew the opponent would fiercely confront him head-on in flesh and blood. Despite his professional ethics that prevented him from resolving the situation through personal ability, he had to take direct action.

The opponent, after all, was a professional driver, with experience far surpassing his own. Even though his overall control was inferior to his, car stability was hard to ensure. Contemplating this, Feng Yi had to hand the steering wheel to Eggy, letting it control the car.

Without further ado, Feng Yi withdrew in an instant, shot out of the window, and rushed forward like an arrow, gathering his breath to forcibly lift the Porsche into the air, then setting it back steadily on the ground head-down and feet-up.

Doing so could solve the problem quickly, but his appearance would be seen clearly once the fugitive climbed out.

Inside the Porsche, two men along with a child were thrown upside down by the upheaval.

"Oh, damn, what happened?"

The professional driver couldn't comprehend the issue occurring around him. It seemed the car flipped inexplicably, yet he didn't feel the heavy impact.

Feng Yi forcefully pulled off the car door with one hand, tossed it aside, then picked up the little girl, quickly pulling the two out of the car, clicking on the handcuffs.

"Hell, how did you do that?"

Looking at this masked hunter before them, their minds went blank.

Feng Yi ignored the two, knowing support would arrive shortly; all he needed to do was wait.

Fortunately, the police efficiency was commendable; in less than five minutes, a helicopter quickly arrived from afar, arresting them.

However, these police officers also found it hard to believe the Bounty Tribe's city hunter managed to catch up with a professional driver. Due to authority, they couldn't demand Feng Yi to remove his mask but were greatly curious about his identity.

After some explanations, the police soon retreated, leaving only Feng Yi and his half-wrecked broken car.

Upon understanding the circumstances and the high repair costs, Feng Yi decided to reconsider whether to choose this profession.

Not for any other reason, part of the repair costs would be covered by insurance, and part by the Bounty Tribe.

What bothered Feng Yi was that this whole incident was superfluous because the robber he pursued wasn't truly a robber; the little girl in the car was this man's ex-girlfriend's sister.

He wanted desperately to win back his girlfriend, but she never gave him the chance, so he decided to meet her in this way. Who knew she would choose to call the police directly.

As for the woman who had fled, she was just a casual fling for the man.

Feng Yi sat on the ground, lit a cigarette, and fell into a five-minute contemplation...

"Eggy, what profession do you think suits me better?"

"Construction laborer."

"Construction laborer?"

"Yes, not only can you exercise your body by moving bricks, but you can also make friends among the workers and experience a lifestyle you usually wouldn't. For instance, constructing bridges. Throughout history, every time we build a bridge, several workers' lives are sacrificed—it's a tradition from our ancestors. It's said that as long as a few people sacrifice under the bridge, it won't collapse later."

"What if there are no deaths?"

"You don't get it? There is no construction site without casualties. Even if no one dies, those in charge can make it happen in minutes, adding a large funeral cost to the compensation. This is the greatness of our national condition."

Listening to this, Feng Yi's unprovoked anger surged, "Aren't these feudal traditions essentially murder? Who told you this?"

"Hehe, this is the greatness of our national condition; we claim to rid ourselves of feudalism yet are more feudal than anyone else. The higher-ups shut their eyes, and what can ordinary people do?"

"Damn it! I'm going to find Adams and have a word."

"Finding him won't help. The rules have long been set. To change, you must start from the root: punish severely from top to bottom. This doesn't fall under your jurisdiction; what you can do is to change the systemic flaws in Mardis."

"I'm surprised you could say that. Thank you, Eggy. There are many things where I still need to hear your voice."

Eggy, with rare seriousness in its tone, asked, "So, what's your plan now? As a decision-maker, your current lifestyle won't change anything."

"Hehe, the future belongs to the younger generation. I've decided to fulfill my dream in half a year, to have a world tour."

"Why in half a year?"

To this question, Feng Yi threw Eggy a look—one that every man understands.

Feng Yi acknowledged he wasn't getting any younger, and Lasso was urging him to get married. In this brief time, he should be able to find a suitable partner.

Maybe one, maybe more, who knows?

Regarding the women who appeared in his life, he had no right to take them all in, but he could at least invite them out for a good talk.

For example, in Mengdie's case, it was quite special. He didn't have the obligation to care for Feng Luo and Feng Wu, yet he didn't shy away from the duty of a father. Even if he didn't end up with Mengdie, Feng Luo and Feng Wu were still his flesh and blood.

Then there's Jiu Ling, another unique situation. Feng Yi hoped Kexiao could mediate and hence reduce his presence, so he never sought out Jiu Ling.

The outcome wasn't great; if Jiu Ling had really moved on, she would reach out to him, even call him.

But she didn't; Jiu Ling never contacted him again, which revealed deeper issues.

Lasso probably considered this too, hence not contacting him directly, allowing him enough time to resolve things.

This half-year time frame was just right to handle many matters.

The job of a city hunter didn't seem suitable for him. There were still many things unfinished, not to mention grand ideals when even nearby troubles are yet to be handled.

Therefore, Feng Yi got into the car, and on his way back, he reconsidered his life... with Eggy offering strategies beside him. By the time he reached the Bounty Tribe, the sun had completely set, leaving him with one conclusion: to face everything calmly.

To travel back to Saudi and talk with Jiu Ling, then return to Jade Clear Sect, as he had promised to discuss dreams and philosophy with Mengdie.

After a long journey to the Bounty Tribe, when submitting his procedures, due to insufficient service time, he had to bear a certain amount of car repair costs.

That evening, Feng Yi visited the martial arts hall to see Lasso, wanting the old man to resolve his indecisiveness. Thus, he fully expressed his thoughts.

Feng Yi wasn't a person without an opinion; on the contrary, because of his own character, he became perplexed over such tough decisions.

Lasso listened quietly as he finished, poured himself a cup of tea, and smiled, "Our life is essentially a journey of practice; everyone has experienced confusion in their hearts. Only those who pass midlife awaken; no one understands him better than himself."

"I understand all that."

"But this doesn't seem like your character. Let me tell you a story instead."

Feng Yi nodded...

So Lasso quietly watched him, saying not a word, until a few minutes later, Feng Yi suddenly realized.

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