Super Soldier in the City

"Hello, Li Yifei." Li Yifei extended a hand to shake hers, gently holding it before letting go, but he could still feel the softness of the woman’s small hand.

Wu Shuwei withdrew her hand and sized up Li Yifei, feeling a sense of kinship meeting a fellow countryman high up in the sky thousands of miles away. However, the man’s previous behavior was not particularly commendable. But doesn’t that reflect the behavior of ordinary people? Wu Shuwei didn’t blame Li Yifei.

When she’s abroad, she’s accustomed to handling things herself, never troubling anyone, not even a fellow countryman, just because they’re both from Huaxia.

After a courteous exchange of greetings, Wu Shuwei smiled politely at Li Yifei, put on her headphones, closed her eyes again, and listened to music while feigning sleep.

Li Yifei thought they might chat a bit but seeing her lack of interest, he grinned and said no more.

The Arab tycoon opposite them had been watching the two and suddenly asked in English, "Are you both from Huaxia?"

Li Yifei turned his head and nodded at him.

The Arab tycoon wasn’t angry, instead, he embraced a woman by his side, with his hand stroking her face while he continued, "Huaxia people are rich, haha, I remember in many shopping streets in Dubai, during the tourist season, they’re filled with Huaxia people. You have a term over there, ’Dama’, right? Their purchasing power is number one in the world, even more than us Dubai folks."

Of course, Li Yifei knew the term ’Dama’. It wasn’t an insult because it was true. The buying power of the Huaxia Dama group was indeed the best in the world, even heating up trades in precious metals like gold and diamonds, influencing international futures.

Li Yifei nodded again.

"Haha, just like the Huaxia folks I know, much better than those Japanese. Young man, let’s get acquainted. My name is Sashar ibn Abdulaziz ibn Abdul Rahman Dubai."

The man introduced himself in a familiar tone, even bending to extend a hand, revealing a wrist full of hair, a testament to his body hair abundance.

Li Yifei initially didn’t feel like engaging with him, but upon hearing the man’s name, he was slightly surprised.

Typically, in Arabic names, the second segment is the father’s name, the third the grandfather’s name, and the fourth is the last name. The initial part is the first name. This guy’s name matched that of a king’s.

In such a hierarchical society, imposters are rare, and based on his grand name, Li Yifei realized that the person before him was most likely a prince.

What a coincidence, boarding a plane and encountering someone with seemingly high status.

Li Yifei’s face showed a slight smile as he bent to shake hands with him and asked, "Is your title Emir?"

’Emir’ generally means prince, chieftain, or sheikh, while ’Imam’ refers to a leader of prayers in a mosque; ’Sayed’ signifies master or lord; ’Sheikh’ means elder, chieftain, village head, or clan chief.

Of course, some may bear these names, but if not mentioned, it indicates that the name isn’t one of those.

The Arab tycoon’s eyebrows lifted, and he laughed heartily, releasing his hand, bragging to Li Yifei, "That’s right, I am a prince, a direct prince of the Dubai royal family."

"Hello, I’m Li Yifei. You can call me Hawk!" Li Yifei said.

The Arab tycoon laughed even more joyfully, saying, "Hawk? That’s a great name. You know, we are big fans of hawks."

Li Yifei certainly knew that. During a mission in the Middle East long ago, he once sold two hawk chicks for 500,000 US dollars—yes, 500,000.

The Arab fondness for hawks stems from using them for hunting. Nowadays, they are so wealthy they’ll spend a fortune for a good hawk, sometimes equivalent to the price of a supercar.

In Li Yifei’s view, this group of people is already wealthy beyond measure, and as long as something can be bought with money, they never worry about being unable to afford it.

Due to the other person’s surname and status, Li Yifei had a bit more interest in the conversation. He said, "I also like hawks, so my name is Hawk. In my hometown, there is a type of hawk called Falco rusticolus, it’s the best hawk I’ve ever seen."

Li Yifei did not follow the other’s words to praise how good the Arabian hawks were but directly mentioned the Falco rusticolus.

This hawk has legendary stories throughout Huaxia.

"Compendium of Materia Medica - Bird Part" records: "The hawk of Liaodong, the most elegant is called Falco rusticolus." Falco rusticolus is a large bird of prey, robust in weight. Females are larger than males. The heaviest can reach 6 kilograms. It stands about 1 meter tall, and its wingspan is over 2 meters. The feathers on the head are white with brown spots; the upper body is dark gray; the breast is reddish-brown with brown spots; the tail is pure white. Its beak is thicker and longer, the tarsi are feathered on the upper part, males and females have the same color, and its talons are as hard as iron; it flies fast and high and can hunt swans, wild ducks, rabbits, and roe deer. Therefore, emperors of the Liao Dynasty would release Falco rusticolus to hunt swans near Duck River (now Songhua River) every spring, and catching the first swan would be cause for a banquet, called the "First Swan Banquet." During the Jin and Yuan periods, Jurchen ethnic and Mongol race nobles also had the custom of using Falco rusticolus for hunting.

Indeed, mentioning hawks piqued the other’s interest. The Arabian tycoon with a hint of disbelief asked, "What kind of hawk is Falco rusticolus? Is it better than our hunting hawks?"

Arabian hawks generally fall into two categories, peregrine falcons and gyrfalcons, but Falco rusticolus is an eagle. The English name is EAGLE, exceptionally large in size, so which is stronger or weaker?

Li Yifei chuckled and explained, "Strictly speaking, it’s an eagle, the most formidable bird of prey. I’ve heard that some Falco rusticolus are fierce enough to prey on wolves, deer, and sheep, not to mention other smaller animals."

"Really?" The Arabian tycoon obviously had his interest sparked, released the lady beside him, and asked with his eyes wide, "Eagles I know, they are large, but in terms of ferocity and speed, they don’t compare to our hawks. Tell me more about this Falco rusticolus you speak of."

Talking about Falco rusticolus requires mentioning the worship of this divine bird by various emperors, Emperor Kangxi once praised Falco rusticolus: "Among the three hundred sixty feathered creatures, Falco rusticolus is the most divine and elegant. Its nature embodies the metallic spirit and fiery virtue, its unique quality shines like a star in the sky." Not only did this promote military virtue and motivate military courage, but it also extolled Falco rusticolus’s resolute and fierce temperament, its excellent qualities can shine like the stars in the sky; its strength is like a thousand pounds striking stone, and its flying speed is as fast as lightning and thunder.

The famed Falco rusticolus typically lives alone, but young birds often accompany parent birds in flight. When resting, they perch on rocks or the ground, sometimes standing on branches of tall trees for long periods.

Ji Province has a song "Ama has a small Jiahui": "Latetha, big hawk, Ama has a small angle hawk. White wings, fly fast, red eyes, see clearly. The rabbit won’t run when it sees it, the swan freezes in its tracks. The warden widens his eyes, calling it Falco rusticolus. Tether it with silk and tie a bell, with music send it to the capital. The emperor rewards a yellow horse coat, Ama wants a big iron bow. Iron bow and iron arrow shoot far, no need for a hawk to catch swans.

This hawk is now rare; Li Yifei once saw it but did not capture it. The extreme limit of this hawk is the sky, they nest on the most dangerous cliffs and train their offspring with the strictest methods, so each Falco rusticolus is a sky warrior and a master of hunting.

Speaking of majesty, Falco rusticolus is absolutely the king among hawks that Li Yifei has seen, not just because this creature carries a mythological aura.

Li Yifei’s words made the Arabian tycoon prince’s eyes go straight; he almost grabbed Li Yifei’s hand, exclaiming he wanted to capture a Falco rusticolus and gift it to him, willing to pay one million US Dollars.

Li Yifei shook his head and said, "This hawk is born in harsh cold regions, it grows among cliffs, soaring the skies, preying above ******, atop forested peaks. It cannot survive in desert areas, can’t withstand heat or drought, and especially because there are no large animals here for Falco rusticolus to hunt."

Upon hearing this, the Arabian tycoon prince grinned widely; the two types of hawks survive here because they’ve adapted to the climate and food conditions. Still, he was unwilling to give up, saying, "I can buy a house over there, build the best palace for the hawk, Hawk, can you help me? Name your price."

Having only just met and making such a request, clearly too forward, Li Yifei still shook his head, saying, "This is impossible. Our country prohibits capturing these hawks, and the divine nature of Falco rusticolus lies in its indomitability. It’s the darling of the skies; it will never be tamed by humans. If caught, it won’t eat or drink and will die by suicide."

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"Ah?" The Arabian tycoon prince’s face turned pale. Listening to what the Huaxia People opposite said, he immediately thought of having the plane turn around to fly to Huaxia to catch a hawk. Upon hearing this, he opened his mouth wide and said very regretfully, "Does that mean I can’t own a hawk like that?"

Li Yifei gently nodded.

Beside him, Wu Shuwei, who was listening to music, opened her eyes to glance at Li Yifei but said nothing, closing her eyes again.

The Arabian tycoon prince vigorously shook his head and said, "Finished, after hearing about your hawk, when I return home to face those dozens of hawks, I won’t have any interest; what should I do?"

Li Yifei didn’t expect the Arabian tycoon prince to be so easily convinced, casually saying it, and this guy believed it so much, though he didn’t say anything untrue.

Li Yifei thought for a moment, changed the topic, but the other remained fixated on Falco rusticolus, muttering in Arabic, ignoring Li Yifei.