Chapter Forty-One: Everyone Has Their Weaknesses
emed never to have been drawn.That glimmer of cold, seemed to exist only in an illusion.The entire hall was deathly silent.On either side of the main hall, in Lingkong Palace, all the high-ranking off...After Jiang Wang left, a secret door suddenly slid open in the wall behind Fang Zehou. Fang Huelin was bound to a chair and pushed out in a humiliating manner.
The Moon Viewing Pavilion belonged to the Fang family's business, which is why Fang Pengju chose to murder Jiang Wang there in the first place.
Fang Zehou raised his hand and pushed Fang Huiling, and the Fang family's enshrined official then lifted the curse on his mouth and untied the rope.
But Fang He Ling didn't move, his whole body like a puddle of mud, just so limp on the chair.
He had been under surveillance all along, eavesdropping on the conversation in the private room. But he couldn't speak or move.
"As you can see," Fang Zehou said, "he defeated you with his true strength. There were no tricks or subterfuges involved. Between you and Jiang Wang, there's a blatant gap that you haven't noticed."
Fang He Ling didn't speak, but the look in his eyes when he looked at his father was almost a plea—saying, please, don't say any more!
"As you can see, your father has lost all face because of you," Fang Zhehou continued.
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Fang He's eyes drooped, his gaze scattering.
Fāng Zéhòu walked up to him, reaching out to grab his face, forcing him to look into his eyes.
"As you can see, our Fang family has been looked down upon because of you!" Fang Zhehou said.
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Fang He Ling's tears rolled down his cheeks. He reached out to stop them, even wanting to stuff them back in, but his resistance was so futile. He couldn't stop himself from being as weak as a dog.
And Fang Zehou's voice continued: "For you, I suppressed your cousin's resources. For you, I gave up many benefits, just to fight for a chance for you to enter the inner sect of the Dao Institute. For you, I could endure any grievance. But what about you! In full view of everyone, you became the laughing stock of the entire Fenglin City, and now you have become self-destructive, like trash. And me, Fang Zehou, have become a joke!"
"I don't want to, I don't want to..." Fang Hualing shook her head, mumbled, and wept. Then, finally, she shouted: "I don't want this!"
“Then prove it to me!” Fang Zehou roared!
This middle-aged man, this man who had already grasped the power of the Fang family, loosened his grip.
He changed to holding Fang Hualing's face in both hands, and softly said, "Then prove it to me... my son."
Leaving the Moon Viewing Pavilion, Jiang Wang's steps were not heavy.
To be honest, after entering the inner sect, he was no longer worried about what the Fang family would do to him. The so-called Fang family of Fenglin City, although wealthy and powerful, what were they compared to the Dao Institute
If Jiang Wang just diligently practiced and improved, he would eventually become an official in the state of Zhuang. Perhaps he would even rise to prominence in the new city of Xinan. These gentry families in Fenglin City needn't worry about him too much.
Only today did Fang Zehou mention Jiang An'an, truly arousing a killing intent in Jiang Wang. Even if the Fang family didn't do anything else, merely instructing some clan children to bully An'an at school was something Jiang Wang couldn't tolerate.
He could bear some grievances, but An An couldn't. With their father gone and his aunt remarried, Jiang An An only had him left.
“Have you eaten...Hey! You're still wiping on my clothes!” Jiang Wang reached out and pulled Jiang Anan’s little head away.
At that time, she was held in his arms, secretly rubbing the oil from her mouth onto Jiang Wang's shoulders.
Jiang An'an blinked her big eyes, her little mouth was already dry, but she looked very innocent and pouted: "You didn't even wipe my hands..."
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Jiang Wang immediately surrendered, his voice filled with helplessness: "Look at me, there's not a single clean spot on my body... just do whatever you want."
This is self-destruction.
Jiang An'an's busy hands wiped and rubbed, suddenly as if she remembered something: "What did you just say"
"I'm asking you... sigh!" Jiang Wang let out a breath and said directly, "Cai Ji Mutton Shop"
"Mmm hmm." Jiang An'an nodded frantically. She reached out with her small hand, cupped her brother's face, and tilted it to the left. "This way!"
Jiang Wang disdainfully moved her head back, "I know the way!"
Jiang Anan was already excited, "Here we go!"
Then, Jiang Wang hugged Jiang An'an and headed towards the mutton restaurant.
"Oh, right, Mr. Li asked you to go to the private school tomorrow." This time Jiang An'an really remembered.
Jiang Wang frowned: "Did your husband say anything"
Xiao An'an thought for a moment, buried her head in Jiang Wang's chest, and mumbled, "I don't know."
Jiang Wang suddenly felt worried.
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Meanwhile, within the city lord's mansion, a conversation existed only between Dong A and Wei Queji.
“…If it's really as I think, with this bait, they won't be able to resist taking the hook. When those demons come out swinging, we'll swoop in and wipe them out completely!” Wei Qiji clenched his fist and waved it. “This is the whole plan.”
"The plan is very detailed," Dong A nodded, her expression still unmoved. "But I don't think it will amount to much."
Why
"What do you think…" Dong Amu looked at him with sarcasm: "Do the people who created the Xiaolin Town massacre still need to appear in Fenglin City"
What do you mean
"I don't know anything about this White Bone Path you mentioned, nor do I understand what attracts you to that thing you worked so hard to obtain. But for an event as important as the Three Cities Debate, Fenglin City is on high alert. Is that object really worth them taking such a huge risk Idiots wouldn't lead us around like this, sacrificing Xiaolin Town right under our noses! Besides, you're not even sure they are the White Bone Path, are you"
“Well, then there’s nothing left to do but try it. Dong A! The Kobayashi Town incident has been going on for so long, the government can’t just ignore it!”
“But how sure are you Would you gamble the safety of all the people of Maplewood City on your certainty”
"Maple Forest City belongs to this manor, and this manor's mind is set!"
Dong A slammed his fist on the table: "The Maple Forest City is Zhuang Country's Maple Forest City!"
“Dong’a, think about it.” Wei Qijie reluctantly softened his tone: “In Qin, in Jing, even in our neighboring Yong! Could they do such a thing They sacrificed an entire town! Thousands of lives, countless generations whose souls should have found peace!”
The slightest movement in the Qinghe Water Mansion would prompt an entire troop mobilization across the Qinghe County. The appearance of a heart-eating demon would have all the county's law enforcement officers swarming to the scene. They know us inside and out, yet we know nothing about them!
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"Such a thing, do you still want to see it It's time we get to the bottom of this!"
Wei Qi dejectedly sat down: "Yes, we are all responsible. Those who died unjustly, their dying curses should have included your name and mine."
His voice was weary: "Do as your plan suggests, and the Daoist Temple will cooperate. If those demonic cultivators truly appear again, let me see... if there is indeed retribution for their actions!"
"If those people were really members of the White Bone Dao, then the Underworld Candle would be very important to them. After all, it comes from…"
Regardless, I'll fully cooperate with you this time. I hope that this Three Cities Discourse won't become a laughingstock for Qinghe County.
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"They might come, or they might not. But this residence, can only try it." Wei Qijie murmured and then asked: "That Zhu Wei I, will he truly not be able to return Won't something happen to him"
"His battlefield isn't here." Dong A turned his head, as if through the window he saw somewhere in the distant sky, "He is destined to shine in Guodu Courtyard, a spot is just a waste. I hope Zhang Linchuan can win that spot from the Sancheng Lun Dao competition."
"In that case, Fenglin City would have two talents from the National Road Academy. You've thought this through perfectly."
“I will guide them with all my might. Even if it's just a little, a meager redemption for me.”
In the dark room, a sigh escaped someone's lips.
The seats are empty.
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