Gan Tang was awakened by the sound of police sirens. By the time she reached the gate, the main force had disappeared, including Mo Huaixing.

"Is there any news about Fu Yuanshan?" she asked the police officer who was on duty.

"Yes, we found him in the Qingyun Mountain area." The policeman who stayed behind remarked, "Thanks to the military's search system. You know, their stuff is really advanced."

"Is the military cooperating as well?" Gan Tang secretly hoped that Fu Yuanshan could escape.

"Hmm!" The police officer who remained on duty continued, "Our Director Lin only requested the military's cooperation in the search, but we didn't expect the military to send a new type of fighter jet that integrates search and combat. I heard that its power system has just been improved, and it can maintain combat effectiveness by flying at extremely low altitudes, but it has not yet been officially put into production. This is a good opportunity for a live-fire test flight, and the designer is even sitting in it. Actually, the designer doesn't need to come along; it's too dangerous. I don't know why this designer insisted on coming."

As they were talking, a plane flew overhead. Gan Tang looked up and saw a familiar figure. Seemingly unable to believe it, she took the binoculars from the policeman and looked inside, seeing a familiar face: Chu Jiahe.

On the rugged mountain path of Qingyun Mountain, Fu Yuanshan looked down at the familiar village below, his eyes blurry. That was his and Su Huai's home. Fishing in spring, picking lotus in summer. He had once thought he could live happily ever after with Su Huai there, but Sheng Weide had destroyed it all.

"Mr. Fu, let's go!" Ali reminded Fu Yuanshan, who had stopped.

Fu Yuanshan withdrew his gaze and looked at the steep Qingyun Mountain. "Ali, follow this road westward, and you can cross the border. That's how I crossed the border back then."

"You can't leave." A chilling aura swept over them.

Fu Yuanshan looked up and saw Sheng Weide on the cliff ahead. It was on that very cliff that a bomb had devastated his wife and children.

Ali drew his gun.

"Don't attract attention," Fu Yuanshan pressed his hand down and walked over. Even in this situation, he still straightened his disheveled clothes and calmly mocked the man in front of him.

"How did you become such a grotesque sight?"

Sheng Weide had a full head of white hair, was blind in one eye, and his injuries hadn't fully healed; he certainly looked more miserable than I was. But the light in his one eye was enough to turn that mockery into a joke.

You lost!

"Is that so?" Fu Yuanshan sneered. "My son is still alive. Where is your son?"

He was adept at controlling people's minds, and his methods were truly effective in killing them.

As expected, Sheng Weide lost his composure and angrily said, "He is my son."

"Really?" Fu Yuanshan smiled sarcastically. "In all these days, has he even seen you once, or called you 'Dad'?"

"He never called you."

"Whether he called me or not, he has my blood in his veins." For countless days and nights, Fu Yuanshan comforted himself with this thought, forcing himself to say these words.

Sheng Weide punched him hard: "But he's standing with me now, arresting you."

Perhaps it was the days of hiding and running that made the usually composed Fu Yuanshan so easily break down by these simple words. Fu Yuanshan angrily said, "I thought Captain Sheng was upright and honest, but I never expected him to be such a despicable and shameless person. Using such a vile method to take advantage of my son. If that's the case, why did you pretend to be so righteous in the first place?"

A flicker of panic crossed Sheng Weide's eyes, veins bulging, and he punched Fu Yuanshan in the face.

"You regret it now, don't you!" For years, his obsession with living was hearing him say he regretted it. Fu Yuanshan laughed loudly, "Back then, if you had just let me go, I could have lived happily with Su Huai and never touched that stuff again. But you insisted on holding on to me. I just don't understand, there are so many bad people in this world, why do you insist on holding on to me?"

Fu Yuanshan pointed to the city and villages below the mountain and coldly accused, "All those drug addicts over the past thirty years are thanks to you. And your wife and children too. If it weren't for your foolish persistence, they would be living well now. You are the one who started all of this."

Sheng Weide resorted to violence again. The two men, both nearing sixty, wrestled like children, rolling around on the edge of the cliff.

Footsteps sounded, and the pursuers were closing in. Ali fired a shot at Sheng Weide, but Sheng Weide and Fu Yuanshan were grappling, and the shot missed. By the time he fired again, he had already been apprehended by the police.

Seeing that there was no way to escape, Fu Yuanshan grabbed Sheng Weide and jumped off the cliff. Mo Huaixing rushed forward and grabbed Sheng Weide's hand, while Fu Yuanshan held on to Sheng Weide's hand tightly.

Two people are hanging in mid-air on a cliff.

Fu Yuanshan looked up at the cliff, at those eyes that looked exactly like his own. He had never seen him so nervous before, for the enemy he had hated his whole life.

He finally gave up and slowly let go of her hand.

Sheng Weide grabbed his hand in return. He wanted him to die, but not like this. He only wanted to bring him to justice.

"Don't let go." A hurried voice came from deep in the throat.

Fu Yuanshan looked at his biological son on the cliff in disbelief. He never expected that his son, who was so determined to kill him, would have a glimmer of affection for him in his tense eyes, even if it was only a fraction of what he felt for Sheng Weide. But for him, it was enough, enough to give him the courage to go find the girl he loved.

“My child, it’s not that I don’t want to be a good person. I just can’t understand why Chu Mingxuan can do whatever he wants under the guise of justice. And if I want to get what I want, I have to do evil.”

As he spoke, Fu Yuanshan looked at the person who was holding him and said, "Captain Sheng, although I hate you, I really didn't mean to kill your wife and children back then."

He pulled out a dagger and cut off Sheng Weide's hand, as well as his own arm.

Below the cliff lay rows of reefs, smoothed and rounded by the rolling waves. The falling body exploded with a deafening roar upon impact with the reefs. The churning waves washed it clean.

"Mo Huaixing, you heartless bastard!" Ali knelt on the ground and wailed.

Mo Huaixing rushed towards the cliff, but only found a plastic-sealed photograph in a crevice. In the photograph, a man stood in the sea, holding a wooden stick, raising a fish that had been stuck in it.

That was how Jian Suhuai saw Fu Yuanshan: kind, brave, and radiant.