Thinking of this, Nangong Jin curved a stunning smile, "The Nangong Family will have another foundation."
A foundation belonging to him, though the Netherworld Pavilion wouldn’t be completely neglected. He would be behind the scenes, letting Xiaowu handle everything. After all, having a background in organized crime could make the Nangong Family even more solid and unshakable.
Besides, the Di Family is already impregnable enough. Its economic and political power are top-notch forces, so keeping a Netherworld Pavilion is a nice touch.
Upon hearing Nangong Jin’s words, Xiaowu widened his eyes and couldn’t help but ask, "Master, are you planning to start dancing again?"
Xiaowu had also heard about Nangong Jin’s dance career. If Nangong Jin returned to the dance world, it would certainly be a solid foundation.
"Getting old, I’m a bit too tired to dance anymore." Nangong Jin smiled, his words full of humility.
But it was precisely this humility that seemed arrogant!
Why?
Because the stronger a person is, the more humble they are, which in essence equates to arrogance!
Xiaowu laughed and immediately nodded, "I understand your meaning, Master. I will definitely help you manage the Netherworld Pavilion well, no matter the hurdles. You can rest assured and do what you wish."
"Hmm." Nangong Jin nodded, quite gratified. The good thing about people from the underworld is their loyalty.
Xiaowu’s heart was filled with gratitude.
Xiaowu had a story with Nangong Jin. At that time, Xiaowu’s father was a gambling addict and drug user.
That year, Xiaowu was just an eight-year-old child. His father squandered everything and even forced Xiaowu’s mother to ****.
In a small rented room, a john came to the door. His father was collecting money at the entrance, while Xiaowu watched his mother being humiliated, helpless.



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