Yushan City.
When Robin Bailey arrived in Yushan City, the sky had gradually darkened, and a light rain began to fall. The pitter-patter of raindrops, though small, weighed heavy on the hearts of those present, including Robin Bailey. Looking up at the sky, Robin Bailey couldn’t shake a feeling of unease.
“Boss.”
Jeff Reczek parked the car nearby, retrieved a black umbrella, and opened it up.
“Was this area suburban before?”
Robin Bailey observed the surrounding houses.
In the past, this place had been desolate, with lonely graves, a cemetery, a caretaker uncle, a homeless man, earning five hundred a month to watch over the cemetery. He may have seemed foolish, often picking up trash and being ridiculed by others, known as Windsor Row.
But Robin Bailey always referred to him as Mr. Row.
Because, in the past, Robin Bailey’s mother had been buried by this somewhat foolish Mr. Row, a favor Robin Bailey never forgot. Despite Mr. Row’s simple nature, he was a good man who didn’t steal or rob, always willing to help.
But his good deeds never earned him any goodwill from others.
Nevertheless, Robin Bailey had always remembered him.
“I wonder how Mr. Row is doing now. Perhaps this time, I can try to help him find his family. After all, he was a drifter back then.”
Robin Bailey pondered.
As for whether his family would accept him, that could be decided later. With his current wealth, supporting one person wouldn’t be a big deal. Mr. Row had managed to support himself all these years, so he didn’t need Robin Bailey’s money.
But still, Robin Bailey couldn’t shake off the thought of him. They hadn’t seen each other in almost a decade.
The light rain continued to fall, gradually increasing in intensity, and at that moment, Robin Bailey walked into the cemetery, only to freeze in place.
The cemetery from his memories was gone.
In its place was a landfill, filled with garbage, foul-smelling water, and filth.
The stench permeated the air.
The small house where Mr. Row lived, the caretaker’s dwelling, was also nowhere to be found.
It was this place.
Definitely this place.
This place was etched into the depths of Robin Bailey’s soul, a memory he would never forget. His mother had been buried here!
“Mom… Mom…”
At that moment, Robin Bailey’s eyes reddened.
He wanted to cry.
Despite enduring countless years of battles and suffering in the military, he had never shed a tear. But now, he couldn’t control his emotions.
“Mom…”
Bending down, Robin Bailey began digging, his hands in the dirt, uncaring of the smell of garbage and filth. His eyes glazed over.
“This is it. This is it. I remember this. Where is my mother’s grave… where is it…”
Robin Bailey continued to dig with all his might.
Unable to bear the scene, Jeff Reczek approached, attempting to pull Robin Bailey back. “Sir…”
“Get lost!”
A low growl!
Jeff Reczek was immediately knocked back by a wave of energy, crashing through a wall and landing in a pile of dirt. He tasted sweetness in his mouth but managed to swallow it back down.
Covering his chest, suppressing his injuries, Jeff Reczek stood behind Robin Bailey, no longer attempting to dissuade him.
Any further persuasion could mean trouble.
But there was a hint of shock in his eyes, not at Robin Bailey’s strength, as he knew the extent of it from following the officer. Rather, it was at the sight of Robin Bailey losing control of his emotions for perhaps the first time.
Never before had he witnessed this!
Not even during his first enlistment, facing life-threatening battles in the commando unit.
Not when he was betrayed by Nick Abel, injured, and faced an army attacking the city.
Not even during the Battle of South Province, when hope seemed lost against a million-strong army.
The officer had always remained calm.
Assuring him, “We will win.”
But at this moment, Robin Bailey was emotionally unraveling.
“Mom… where are you… why isn’t… I buried you here… where are you…”
With tear-filled eyes, Robin Bailey continued digging into the ground, his body covered in trash and foul water, yet he paid it no mind.
Digging!
Digging!
Desperately digging!
But in the end, he found nothing!
As the rain intensified, falling on Robin Bailey, he seemed unaffected, lost in a daze.
“Mom… where are you?”
He was reaching the end of his patience.
Still, nothing.
He remembered burying his mother here years ago.
“Maybe the grave has been moved. I should dig elsewhere.”
Suddenly, Robin Bailey recalled something and began digging in another location.
Jeff Reczek joined in the search.
Digging elsewhere.
Under the pouring rain, two foul-smelling individuals were digging with all their might.
At that moment, a group of people approached from outside, including a man in a suit holding an umbrella. Glancing at the scene, he spoke, “I heard there was a lunatic digging through garbage here, and now I see it’s true. Stop this nonsense. We’re renovating this area soon, so don’t cause trouble and leave.”
But Robin Bailey and Jeff Reczek paid him no mind.
They continued digging.
Darell Wraith, his brow furrowed, said, “I told you to stop!”
But Robin Bailey and Jeff Reczek ignored him.
Robin Bailey continued muttering, “Mom, where are you?”
Hearing Robin Bailey’s words, Darell Wraith understood, a hint of disdain crossing his eyes. “Yes, this used to be a cemetery, but it’s since been removed. This is a landfill now. However, plans are in place for a school in this area. Once that happens, this land will be prime real estate. As for your mother, we dug her up and disposed of her long ago. After all, building houses on a cemetery is considered bad luck.”
Everything he said was true.
The chaos and filth in the area were caused by their actions. After all, to build the school, they needed to erase any signs of the cemetery to avoid bad luck.
And in a piece of forgotten land, a forgotten cemetery.
Who could offer the lowest price was clear.
As for those causing a scene, there were indeed some, but they were most likely already in the hospital. After all, who would dare to provoke the Wraith family, one of the five major families in Yushan City? And when it came to this land for the school, all five families had their eyes on it.
Anyone causing trouble had likely met their end.
After all, who would dare to stop them, the rulers of Yushan City? Transforming a cemetery into a wasteland and then building a school – who could stand in their way?