Mu Yang was preparing to return to the modern time and space, but before going back, Mu Yang found lawyer Erikson. Now Erikson has become Mu Yang's full-time lawyer.

  Muyang is preparing to exchange the Japanese yen banknotes in his hands. It's worth noting that Muyang looted the entire Japanese national treasury, which, although severely depleted, still held a considerable amount of Japanese yen banknotes, totaling over 600 million yen.

  After Japan's defeat in the wars with China and Southeast Asia, the yen has been devaluing. Fortunately, according to reports, Japan is still holding on. Many cities have already been occupied by US forces, but Japan has not yet abandoned its final resistance.

  Kuniyoshi's voice still echoes in the skies of Japan, and Masao Nakamura, like Kuniyoshi, continues to lead the remaining Japanese soldiers in a desperate battle against the Americans.

  The Americans paid a heavy price in this war of conquest, with over 500,000 casualties, which was absolutely unprecedented in the original history.

  It is said that the US Congress has held many meetings to discuss withdrawing troops from the attack, but before that, such a large price had been paid, and it would not be allowed to withdraw like this. Now, Japan and the United States are still at an impasse, and the United States is deeply mired in it, just like falling into a quagmire.

  But Muyang knew that Japan's defeat was only a matter of time, and he had a large amount of Japanese yen in his hands, an astronomical figure that was mind-boggling. Even if the yen depreciated severely now, if exchanged at the current exchange rate, it should be worth over $50 million, an astonishing fortune.

  But Muyang knew that after Japan's defeat in the war, the yen-to-dollar exchange rate plummeted from 4.5 yen per dollar to a miserable 360 yen per dollar, and this exchange rate remained fixed for 15 years.

  If Muyang was exchanging at that time, the 600 million yen in cash he had could only be exchanged for a pitiful $1.6 million.

  Of course, such a large sum of money is not something that Mu Yang can handle all at once. He plans to deposit it into a bank; Switzerland is right next door and they have the best banks in the world. However, don't think that they are all virtuous, many of these private banks participate in money laundering. If Mu Yang deposits his money with them and pays a portion of the handling fee, it will happily become his legitimate assets.

  Moye was just about to have lawyer Erickson take care of this matter for him.

  After a busy week, Muyang obtained his own asset certificate and bank checkbook, and also became a senior customer of the Swiss bank.

  Everything in Sweden has been arranged, it's time to go back now.

  Looking at Xiaoke Jun who was sleeping soundly, Muyang leaned down and kissed her cheek lightly. Xiaoke Jun murmured something and then turned over to continue sleeping. A smile appeared on Muyang's face, and he returned to his own room, a thought that brought him back to the reality of his own home. Looking at everything in his house, Muyang suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.

  He now has a feeling of not adapting very well, even when he watches the news, goes shopping, or finds his friend to drink and chat, his heart can't calm down. Mo Yang doesn't like this feeling, he must do something to adjust his mindset.

  "Grandpa, on such a hot day, why are you still sitting outside playing chess with Mr. Xing? Wouldn't it be better to stay inside where the air conditioner is on?" In the early evening, Muyang arrived at Grandpa's house carrying a basket of fruit and some pastries he had bought in Shanghai last time.

  As soon as Mu Yang entered his grandfather's courtyard, he saw two old men playing Chinese chess under the shade of a tree in the yard.

  "It's naturally cool with a quiet heart, there is shade here, it can't be sunburned." Grandfather saw Mu Yang coming and happily pointed to the side of the mat, letting Mu Yang sit down.

  "Mr. Xing, why are you sweating? My grandfather is wearing a short-sleeved long pants and hasn't sweated, but you're wearing a vest and big pants, how come this handkerchief is all wet?" Muyang asked curiously.

  Xing Lao looked at Muyang and said, "Your grandfather is calm by nature, but I'm losing this game of chess. Can my heart be calm? You little scamp, you're also quite cunning."

  Mu Yang was holding back his laughter.

  "It's getting late, time for dinner, I'm heading home." Xing Lao walked away directly.

  It's not even five o'clock in the afternoon, what dinner are you talking about? Mu Yang thought with a smile.

  "What have you been busy with lately? You didn't even come over during the summer break." Grandpa asked while putting away the chessboard.

  Muyang helped to put away the chess pieces and replied, "I'm busy with some things with friends recently, and I also plan to go out for a trip. I want to take a walk outside and hike."

  "It's okay to have fun, but don't go to those dangerous places. Don't overdo it, and do things in moderation. Also, don't make your family worry," Grandpa said.

  "Remember, right, has Xi Jie come recently?"

  "She's gone abroad for travel, and hasn't returned home yet, unlike you."

  "Grandpa, try this pastry and see what flavor you like. I'll buy it for you again next time."

  "The pastries from Xing Hua Lou, let me try one. The taste is really good, it's been so many years and the flavor is still the same. I remember that the most famous old-brand pastry shops in Shanghai are Xing Hua Lou, Qiao Jia Chang, Shen Da Cheng, and also Wang Jia Sha on Nanjing West Road. I used to bring some back for your mom when I was on a business trip to Shanghai, she loved eating them, at that time your mom was still young..."

  At night, Muyang stayed at his grandfather's house and accompanied the old man.

  The next day, Muyang returned to his father's house and took his little sister to the amusement park for a wild afternoon. In the evening, he had a reunion dinner with his dad, aunt, and little sister, and rarely stayed overnight at home.

  At dinner, I had two glasses of wine with my father. The two of us chatted a lot. My father didn't lecture me, but rather we just casually chatted like friends. We talked about Moyang's studies, his girlfriend, and also about Moyang planning to travel abroad.

  It may also be a change of heart, or maybe it's because I've experienced more things, the sense of rejection towards my new home, and the feeling of estrangement from my family, have all gone away. Now, I just feel that being able to reunite with my family is truly a very happy thing.

  Muyang put on his gear and set off with his certificate.

  He is preparing to go to a quiet place, quietly waiting for a while, thinking of nothing, completely emptying his mind, and returning to himself.

  Arriving at the capital airport, he bought a ticket to Lhasa and Mou Yang appeared on the streets of Lhasa that day.

  Only spent a day in the city, took a look at Potala Palace, and Mu Yang was ready to continue his journey.

  "How much is this horse?" Muyang asked, patting a sorrel horse beside him.

  A man wearing a Tibetan robe stretched out one hand and drew a rough outline in the air, saying in somewhat accented Mandarin, "Eight thousand."

  "Eight thousand, this is a bit expensive, how about five thousand?"

  "It's peak tourist season now, even if I rent it out, this horse can earn several hundred yuan a day."

  "You have so many horses, it's impossible to rent them all out, usually you can't even sell for eight thousand." Mu Yang continued to haggle, he took this as a kind of fun.