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I think it's still too early for that. Or are you trying to tell me you've got some terminal illness?

It's not early. We don't live long enough, so it always feels like we've been through tough times.

Like me. Our brothers gave their lives for us. But now that I've settled down, I look back and reflect on my life...

And nothing seems like that big a deal anymore. If there was anything really that big, I wouldn't be able to enjoy a peaceful life.

Oh my. Did selling finballs bring you such enlightenment?

Honestly, food price inflation is a lot more dangerous to me than the mob.

...Dai Lo, won't you be my neighbor here? The Feng Shui is excellent, and I hear you get a better deal buying the plots in pairs.

Are you done?

I'm joking. It's a joke. Aiya. At least you have a daughter. I'm going to die alone.

You have all the kids in the slums with you, don't you? And that Ah Fil boy.

But there's no blood. It makes a difference when you get old.

...So you have to outlive me, a bit. Not too much. Just a bit. I'll wait for you down there.

Are you always looking for ways to needle me?

By the way, I'm meeting an old friend later tonight. Would you like to join us for a drink?

No thanks. I'm worried Ah Fil is off getting himself into trouble. I'd better look into it.

I'll look into it for you.

And how many old friends do I have left? I think they're all down there.

You have one.

I can't talk with the one called Wei. I've been dealing with him a long time. It would be very short-lived.

But you took a bullet for Wei Yenwu. It's why you can't walk straight anymore.

You think I don't know? Feh, I don't want to talk about this. It always makes me feel wretched.

...But at least Lungmen can walk straight. At least she's not wretched.

You're the same as you ever were. And I guess that's a good thing.

If you've really seen enough of him, then you better be on your way.

And even if he did see you, he probably wouldn't know what to say.

You finally let me go, Lin, this poor old wounded man.

Mr. Tung.

What's that?

Live a while longer. Sell some more finballs.

Buy yourself a building, open a restaurant, take a few apprentices, and then maybe think about where to put your coffin. There's no rush.

The Rat King still lives. It's not your turn to die yet.

...fine.