Zhong Rou said, "Ah Jie, we owe a lot to our eldest brother this time. Otherwise..."
"Don't mention him."
Song Zijie interrupted her directly, saying, "I don't have such an older brother."
Upon hearing this, Song Zihao's eyes filled with sorrow.
"Smack!"
Unable to stand it any longer, Shen Dong slapped Song Zijie hard across the face and said, "You're a damn good-for-nothing who doesn't know what's good for him, and you still have the nerve to talk about your older brother."
Song Zijie covered his face and asked, "Who are you?"
Shen Dong said, "Who I am is not important; you must remember who you are."
Zhong Rou said softly, "Ah Jie, this is Brother Dong. We asked him to save you."
Song Zijie clearly knew Shen Dong's background and said, "You are the leader of Hung Hing."
Shen Dong said, "So what if it is?"
Song Zijie said, "Let me tell you, even if you save me, I won't be grateful. As long as I find out you've committed any crimes, I'll still arrest you."
"Ha ha ha ha"
Shen Dong laughed loudly, "Song Zijie, you've really been spoiled rotten by your father and older brother."
"I saved you entirely because of your older brother. Otherwise, what would my life or death have to do with you, a mere police officer?"
"Furthermore, the world is not just black and white, and many things cannot be judged simply by the words 'right' and 'wrong'."
“Take you for example. You always seem to think you represent justice, but in my eyes, you are nothing more than a dog used by foreign devils to rule Hong Kong.”
"There has never been a clear distinction between black and white; it's more of a gray area."
"All we need to do is have a clear conscience."
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