"Grandpa Han, how about I take care of your youngest son?"

"Okay," Han Fei readily agreed.

"What? Grandpa! You didn't save me, you even sold me to him!"

"How much can you sell it for?" Han Fei touched his grandson's bald head, feeling a little uneasy. He still preferred the feel of ruffling his grandson's hair; now that it was smooth, it didn't feel right!

Huachi called over a waiter: "Go and refund this card, and return the money to the original account."

The waiter was full of doubts but didn't dare to ask any more questions. He nodded obediently and said, "Yes, boss."

"Bring me a diamond card. This is my apprentice. He'd better watch his step when he comes from now on. It's free!"

"I understand, boss."

The lobby manager brought over a diamond card, a pure gold card with a diamond embedded in it.

Hua Chi slipped the card into Han Chengshan's shirt pocket, smiling warmly: "Good disciple, with this card, you can enter the special passage. The guns there are much more interesting than those outside. Practice your skills!"

Han Chengshan, who was about to shout "Who is your apprentice?", suddenly had a bright look in his eyes. He had heard that this real gun store had a VIP passage that led to the basement, which was filled with the latest weapons that ordinary people could not even touch.

He learned this from the school's instructors, most of whom were former special forces soldiers and had connections. One of them was a former special forces captain and seemed to have a diamond card that allowed him to enter the VIP channel.

This is something that money can't buy. The highest level you can get is 100,000, which is a gold-plated VIP card. You need connections to get a diamond card.

Han Chengshan never expected that this social butterfly would give him a diamond card. His lips curled up into a wide smile. With this, he would have something to brag about at school!

He had already imagined himself becoming a big shot at school with a diamond card, and a group of arrogant guys bowing down and submitting to him!

They just wanted to follow me here to the VIP entrance and see the new weapons!

Hehehe...

Han Chengshan's mind grew increasingly excited. Clutching his shirt pocket, he threw his head back and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, even that kid Gu Zhan will have to call me boss!"

Because he made a boast that anyone who wanted to pursue his sister would have to beat him up, he ended up getting beaten to a pulp by Gu Zhan. This incident caused him to lose face at school, and he had been looking for an opportunity to regain it. Finally, he found his chance!

He was already imagining the sycophantic face of Gu Zhan when he pulled out his VIP card for the real gun arena!

Han Fei looked at his third grandson, who was obsessed and on the verge of madness, and sighed: "Hua Chi, I'm leaving the youngest son to you. I'm going back."

"Grandpa, don't go! Take me with you!"

Hua Chi hooked his arm around Han Chengshan's shoulder: "Good disciple, Master will take you to the VIP area to broaden your horizons."

Upon hearing this, the youngest son, who had long coveted the new weapons, stopped chasing after his grandfather and immediately changed his tune: "Master, are there really new weapons inside?"

"Hey! You're just my type! Of course I have some, but I got them all through connections. Come on, I'll show you!"

Han Fei glanced back and saw that the third son had followed Hua Chi and hadn't followed him. He couldn't help but shake his head and smile, "It seems they have a deep connection."

Han Fei walked alone on the street. A light drizzle began to fall, but he did not use an umbrella and strolled leisurely.

He's been here for several years now, and he's changed a lot of things, but some things, since they're good, don't need to be changed.

He wouldn't stop his children from learning skills. In the original book, the third son was an assassin and a sharpshooter in an assassin organization.

Perhaps preventing him from having this ability could change many things, but Han Fei felt it was unnecessary. There was no need to turn a child into a hothouse flower and a useless piece of trash just to prevent him from becoming a villain.

Perhaps if they are spoiled, they won't cause trouble, they won't become villains, and they'll be far from becoming villains, because it's difficult for someone without ability to even cause trouble.

He became the children's grandfather because he wanted to save them from becoming villains, not turn them into useless people. In fact, he had a deeper reason:

What exactly does being a villain mean?

Is he really a wicked person who commits all kinds of evil?

In his view, they were just losers. Did those so-called heroes and protagonists not do evil things in the process of winning?

He wanted to turn the children into winners.

The villain is just a title that the victors forcibly attach to the losers.

Becoming the victor means becoming the protagonist of the world, truly shedding the villain's title, and handing that title over to someone else—perhaps the original protagonist, or perhaps someone behind the scenes…

He looked up at the sky, which was shrouded in mist.

With the appearance of the system and the spirit of the artifact, Xiao Qi began to emit a strange fragrance, and the reborn Han Chengliu appeared. Step by step, it seems that someone is pulling the strings behind the scenes.

Because this pusher got impatient and started making more and more underhanded moves, Han Fei gradually began to sense something, as if he had noticed the existence of a world will in this world.

Or rather, everything he is doing now is going against the will of the world.

He just didn't understand why such a powerful being as the world's will didn't casually annihilate or crush him, a tiny insect that had altered its plans.

Han Fei reached out and gently tapped the air. Suddenly, the surrounding air became silent, and the rain seemed to freeze.

A raindrop stopped right in front of Han Fei. Han Fei reached out and touched the droplet, and in an instant, everything around him returned to normal, with a light drizzle falling and pedestrians hurrying on their way.

Han Fei narrowed his eyes, seemingly lost in thought, and continued on his way.

With the forceful intervention of the world's will, Han Fei felt that he had also changed, as if... he had gained some kind of powerful force!

The more it opposes the will of the world, the stronger this force becomes!

Each time he stopped the world's will from leading children down that path of no return, he felt the power that gave him grow stronger.

He vaguely realized that perhaps he was just a pawn in the hands of two powerful players, a pawn that transcended the chessboard.

When two players are playing a game, if one side is at a disadvantage and the other side is at an advantage, that piece will change accordingly.

He clenched his fists so tightly that it was hard to tell whether his hands were wet with rain or sweat.

His memories of the time before he transmigrated were vague, becoming increasingly blurred. Even his memory of that book was becoming indistinct. He knew he was about to be assimilated by this world, or rather, completely become a pawn in someone else's hands.

How could he possibly accept this!

Chess pieces? Han Fei scoffed: "One side wants the children to lose, the other side wants the children to win, but why should my children live according to your storyline!"

"I'm not a pawn either. You guys play this game yourselves, don't drag me and the kids into it!"

Suddenly, thunder roared in the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck down, scorching a large tree next to Han Fei until it was charred and sparking.

This seems to be a warning to Han Fei.