Monarch Night
Chapter 243 - 14 Steward Fang

Chapter 243: Chapter 14 Steward Fang

"..."

Fang Che forced a bitter smile.

"Don’t think I’m joking with you!"

Old Man Shen huffed and glared, "Once you go to the Guardian Hall, be extra careful. When you get there, keep in contact with Jun Hefang. Don’t rush blindly into any mission... With your way of thinking, I’m really worried you’ll be killed in just a few days."

Old Man Shen sighed, "This matter, those people at the Guardian Hall, they clearly have bad intentions. Those guys are ruthless and heartless, not one good person among them."

"Don’t worry, I understand."

Fang Che reassured.

Having wandered at Old Man Shen’s place for a long time, Fang Che still couldn’t figure out the reason for the Divine Power Essence, feeling quite frustrated.

"What are you wandering for?"

"I’m thinking about the problem of the Divine Power Essence."

Fang Che asked, "Master Shen, how long has it been since you took that Longevity Pill? How many more years can you live?"

Old Man Shen, both touched and angry, scolded, "I can still drag on for another three or four hundred years, worry about yourself! How dare you think about the Divine Power Essence? Truly don’t know the immensity of heaven and earth, damn it, as long as I’m not dead, even if you’re accidentally killed, maybe I’ll still be around to meet you in your next life!"

Annoyed, he said, "Get out! Go back and make babies!"

After chasing Fang Che away for a distance, Old Man Shen still wasn’t at ease, saying, "I have a way to get that thing, don’t mess around!"

"Okay."

Fang Che turned his head, waved, and walked away.

...

For four consecutive days.

Bitter cold.

Fang Che underwent intense training without rest from the four instructors including Li Changkong.

It must be said that the four instructors were like four know-it-alls, no matter what, they knew something about it, especially regarding Jianghu experience, combat wisdom, dealing with conspiracies, and preventing ambushes...

Handling professional relations, superior-subordinate relationships, reading the boss’s expressions...

And so on and so forth, astronomy, geography, the Three Sects, the Nine Schools, everything was covered and taught. Whatever they thought of, they spoke of, like force-feeding a duck, they filled Fang Che’s head for four days and nights.

Fang Che was trained to the point of feeling like he was dying and ascending to the heavens during those four days and nights.

By the last day, Fang Che himself felt a bit top-heavy.

His mind was overloaded with information, growing so much that he lost balance...

The last day.

Duan Zhongliu, Li Changkong, Bing Shangxue, and Bao Feiyu sat together with Fang Che.

Forcing Fang Che to clear his mind.

Then solemnly delivered a speech.

"No matter where you are, those who are ruthless enough can keep going, survive, and live better than others!"

"If you have a clear conscience, strike first without violating morals!"

"When others are framing you, how you deal with them does not violate principles either."

"Kindness is a virtue. But blind kindness is foolishness, not kindness!"

"Kindness has a prerequisite. That is, you must be alive to be kind."

"Tolerance is a virtue, but excessive tolerance is cowardice, not a virtue."

"Obedience to superiors is a professional virtue. But obeying superiors absolutely does not mean being a dog for them!"

"In a life-and-death crisis, being able to sacrifice calmly in desperation is heroic. If there is hope of escape during a sacrifice, then it’s a pointless death."

"Assessing the situation does not mean going with the flow."

"Preserving useful lives indeed sounds like a cowardly excuse, but sometimes, if among a group, your value is the greatest, then keeping yourself alive is everyone’s shared wish!"

"Interest is everywhere, you must learn to weigh it!"

"Even in the Good People Camp, when faced with interests, the evil in human nature absolutely outweighs the good! You must distinguish clearly!"

"Those speaking to you, whether they’re human, ghost, or dog, you must differentiate clearly."

"Before saying anything, run it through your mind first! At all times, with anyone, do not speak carelessly!"

"Some words, once spoken, cannot be taken back. And among such words, there’s always one that will make someone regret for life!"

"..."

The four instructors admonished earnestly.

Finally.

Dawn arrived.

Everyone stopped talking.

Expressions somewhat cloudy.

Bing Shangxue brought out a new Guardian Hall uniform, brand-new from inside out.

And the identity waist card.

"Fang Che, this set of clothes should be worn on you by your mother. But your mother is not here, and you, child, are sensible for not bringing her into this vortex. Therefore, as your instructor, like your mother, I will help you wear it."

"Fang Che, putting on this outfit, you are no longer a student but a Guardian of the Great Hall."

Fang Che looked at this outfit.

His gaze serious.

He stood up, took three steps forward, turned around, and deeply bowed to the four instructors.

The four instructors smiled, standing tall.

Accepted his bow.

Then Fang Che reached out, took the inner lining of the uniform from Bing Shangxue.

Smiling.

Turned and stepped behind the curtain.

Only heard the rustling sound of changing clothes.

Finished dressing and came out.

Bing Shangxue spread the outer robe, wrapped it around Fang Che, guided his hand into the sleeve, gathered the robe, and fastened each button. Then her hands circled to his back, pulling the belt from back to front, tying it firmly.

Carefully smoothed out the wrinkles.

Finally, placed the hat on his head, adjusting it slightly.

Bing Shangxue was gentle and meticulous, and the others remained silent.

Bing Shangxue finished.

Stepped back two steps.

Fang Che’s image was now that of a youthful deacon, wearing a black deacon’s hat and a deacon’s uniform.

This outfit fit him perfectly.

The robe reached down to the ankles, a dark navy robe with a subtle tiger head pattern on the chest.

A dark navy belt around the waist, suspending a long sword, carrying a long saber on his back.

Face as fair as jade, body upright.

Eminent and spirited, eyes gentle.

"Four instructors, this subordinate pays his respects."

Fang Che cupped his hands and bowed.

Bing Shangxue’s eyes reddened, she giggled and said, "Still such a kid!"

Stepping forward again, she adjusted the wrinkles on his clothing and waist.

Stepped back a few steps, satisfied as she said, "Looks great."

Li Changkong asked, "Is there anything else you need to arrange?"

"Yes."

Fang Che walked to a pile of his clothes at the side, and flipped through them.

Took out two swords.

"I have two swords, which I obtained by chance. This Wind Steel Sword, please hand it to my cousin Fang Qingyun."

Wind Steel Sword.

This type of material, even in the hands of an ordinary martial artist, is absolutely a divine weapon.

Below a Martial General, is unqualified to use it.

"And the other one?"

"The other one is said to be made of compressed powder. Please give it to Ding Jie Ran. If Ding Jie Ran already has a sword, then I’ll take it back."

Fang Che chuckled, "Originally, this sword was of higher value, I wanted to give it to my cousin. But the level of this sword is too high, if my cousin has it, it might bring disaster for him. Even if he survives, it might be taken away."

"But Ding Jie Ran is different, no one dares to steal it from him."

Fang Che smiled.

These words, all four instructors agreed with.

Ding Jie Ran now has the Ningxue Sword covering him, who dares to rob his sword?

"You’ve thought this through well."

Li Changkong pondered for a moment, "Why not hand it over to your cousin yourself?"

Fang Che gently smiled and glanced down at his attire.

But didn’t speak.

Li Changkong and the others immediately understood his meaning.

Couldn’t help but sigh.

Fang Qingyun was tolerable, but he also had a bunch of classmates.

If these classmates don’t understand, they might think Fang Che was showing off; if they do understand, they will gossip, making Fang Qingyun uncomfortable.

It might be better not to meet.

"Let’s go. I, along with Mountain Master Huang, will send you to take up your post at the Guardian Hall."

Li Changkong said.

"That...isn’t necessary, is it?"

Fang Che said in surprise, "Why make such a big deal out of it."

"It’s necessary!"

Li Changkong said calmly, "I’m not some bigwig, but I’ve barely taught students across the land. I’ll send word to have your former senior brothers, who are stationed at other Guardian Halls, to look out for you."

"And also pass the word to all martial artists graduated from Baiyun Martial Academy... to show some respect to Steward Fang!"

A moment later.

Fang Che stood in front of Baiyun Martial Academy’s teaching building, waiting.

Li Changkong had gone inside to call Huang Yifan.

Fang Che stood with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the ten big characters of Baiyun Martial Academy.

"With the heart to aid the world, only then can you understand the difficulty of all life!"

Li Changkong and Huang Yifan came out together.

Seeing Fang Che staring at the ten words in a daze, they couldn’t help but smile, "These ten words indeed carry profound significance. It’s said now that the new Mountain Master of Tianren Martial Academy replaced the original school motto couplet with these ten words, not a word less!"

"This matter has sparked much discussion. People were saying, is this new Mountain Master learning from Baiyun Martial Academy? Or is it a humble gesture of concession? But that Mountain Master has never responded."

Li Changkong said.

Fang Che’s heart was moved, "The new Mountain Master of Tianren Martial Academy? What’s his name?"

"The new Mountain Master of Tianren Martial Academy is none other than Qin Fengyun, the Tianxuan Star Lord of those years!" Li Changkong said.

A clap of ancient thunder echoed in Fang Che’s heart.

He took a deep breath, his eyes gazing at the ’Fang Zhi’ in ’Fang Zhi Zhongsheng’s ’Fang Zhi,’ smiled lightly and said, "Indeed a good couplet."

"Let’s go."

"Let’s!"

The two shot up to the sky with Fang Che.

Mo Gan Yun and the others were silently watching from afar.

From start to finish, they didn’t step forward to bid farewell.

But each of their gazes was grave.

They were the privileged ones enjoying resources at Baiyun Martial Academy.

While Boss Fang had always been suppressed and targeted until today, even being semi-exiled from the academy.

The four feared that if they went forward, it would instead stir discontent in Fang Che’s heart, filling Boss Fang with emotions as he departed.

That would be counterproductive.

"Boss Fang, when you return, I’ll definitely come to greet you, and we shall drink to our fill!"

...

In front of Baiyun State Guardian Hall.

The guards were surprised to see Vice Hall Master Fan Tiantiao hurriedly walking out from inside.

Soon afterward, the Great Hall Master Song Yidao, who hadn’t been seen for a while, also walked out slowly.

The guards immediately stood more upright.

Damn, could some big figure be coming today?

Finally.

With a swish.

Huang Yifan and Li Changkong descended from the sky with Fang Che, landing on the ground.

Face-to-face, "Baiyun State Guardian Hall" shone brightly under the sunlight, scintillating and dazzling.

Dazzling to the eyes.