Liu Zhizhong was truly stunned, looking at Xiang Wenhua in disbelief.

"Who has such guts to dare make a move against Uncle Xiang? Could it be... is this the real reason you're not attending the Nanyue Meeting?"

Xiang Wenhua nodded coldly, placing the silenced long gun onto the gun rack beside him.

He pulled a chair over to the table next to the gun rack, sat down heavily, and took out a cigarette.

It was then that Liu Zhizhong realized that the gun rack was filled with guns, both long and short, ones he had seen and ones he hadn't.

Below each gun were bright yellow matched bullets.

He quickly pulled out a cigarette to offer to his father-in-law, but Xiang Wenhua had already tossed him one.

Liu Zhizhong had no choice but to catch the cigarette, smiled, sat down, and they each lit a cigarette.

Seeing a large teapot on the table, intricately designed with an ancient flair, he immediately picked it up and poured a cup for Xiang Wenhua.

Xiang Wenhua smoked, gesturing for him to pour a cup for himself too, and Liu Zhizhong also poured himself a cup.

This was not ordinary tea leaves, but fruit tea, with a fresh and invigorating aroma.

After sipping the tea, Xiang Wenhua seriously said, "Zhizhong, the world is far from being as peaceful as imagined! The reason I didn't attend the Nanyue Meeting is indeed because of an assassination attempt. Fortunately, there were no serious injuries, just a grazing shot to the leg and arm."

As he spoke, he pulled up his loose camouflage outfit to show Liu Zhizhong the scars on his calf and the ones on his left arm.

The scars had faded somewhat, but it was clear that they had healed only a few days ago.

Liu Zhizhong's eyes focused intensely, his inner turmoil stirring, "A shot to the leg is understandable, it doesn't threaten life. But the shot to the arm was likely aimed at the heart, who dares to do such a thing?"

"Yes, it was aimed to kill. Not sure who did it. But three of the Xiang family's bodyguards died to save my life. Hence, security here has been greatly enhanced."

Liu Zhizhong nodded in understanding, indeed, security had been heightened significantly. His gun permit was thoroughly verified online before he was allowed on the cable car!

"What about the attackers? Did they manage to escape after the assassination attempt?"

Xiang Wenhua coldly smiled, "How could they escape unharmed? They were blown into pulp! Damn it..."

He cursed, though he was normally a refined person.

After stating this, he drank the tea in his cup in one gulp, his face exuding a fierce aura likened to that of a powerful figure.

Liu Zhizhong quickly refilled his tea, listening as he continued, "Precisely because they were blown into pulp, it's impossible to trace the mastermind behind this. The situation was urgent, and it had to be done. But experts have analyzed, and the attackers likely came from Southeast Asia."

"Hmm..." Liu Zhizhong nodded gravely, "So, Uncle Xiang is now strengthening security, staying low, and practicing shooting diligently?"

"Yes, I must practice shooting diligently, I've become rusty. That night, had my skills not been rusty, it wouldn't have cost three lives, sigh..."

"No need to blame yourself, you already did your best."

"Whether your visit is merely to see your father-in-law or for other reasons, promise me one thing."

"Alright, please go ahead!"

"Stay here for some days, practice shooting with me, a duel, right here in this environment."

"Ah? A duel? Bullets don't have eyes!" Liu Zhizhong was truly shocked.