Red Heart Patrols the Sky
Chapter 45 - 45 41 Everyone Has Their Weakness_1

45: Chapter 41 Everyone Has Their Weakness_1 45: Chapter 41 Everyone Has Their Weakness_1 After Jiang Wang left, a secret door slid open in the wall behind Fang Zehou, and Fang Helling, who was completely tied to a chair, was pushed out in an extremely humiliating posture.

Since the Waning Moon Tower was a business run by the Fang Family, it was there that Fang Pengju chose to plot against Jiang Wang.

Fang Zehou raised his hand, and the Fang Family worshipper who was pushing Fang Helling finally lifted the gag order from his mouth, and at the same time, he untied the ropes.

But Fang Helling didn’t move, slumping in his chair like a pile of mud.

It turned out that he had been under the watcher’s surveillance all this time, eavesdropping on the conversation in the private room, yet he was unable to speak or act.

“As you can see,” Fang Zehou said, “he defeated you with real strength, without any deceit or trickery.

The naked, unnoticed gap between you and Jiang Wang is real.”

Fang Helling did not speak, but the look in his eyes towards his father was almost pleading—that was saying, please, stop talking!

“As you can see, your father has lost all face because of you,” Fang Zehou continued.

Fang Helling’s eyes dropped, his spirit shattered.

Fang Zehou walked up to him, reached out to pinch his face, and made him look at him.

“As you can see, our Fang family has been looked down upon because of you!” Fang Zehou said.

Fang Helling’s tears rolled down, and as he reached out to stop them, even trying to push the tears back, this resistance was so feeble.

He simply couldn’t stop himself from being weak like a dog.

And Fang Zehou’s voice continued: “For you, I’ve suppressed your cousin’s resources.

For you, I’ve traded many benefits, just to secure you an opportunity to enter the inner door of the Dao Academy.

For you, I can endure any humiliation.

And you?!

In full view of everyone, you have become the laughingstock of Fenglin City, and now you’ve given up on yourself, a complete waste.

You have also made me, Fang Zehou, the butt of the joke!”

“I don’t want this either, I don’t want any of this…” Fang Helling mumbled, shook his head, and wept before finally shouting, “I don’t want it to be like this!”

“Then prove it to me!” Fang Zehou roared!

This middle-aged man, this man who now held the power of the Fang Family, loosened the grip on his son’s face.

He then held Fang Helling’s face with both hands and said softly, “Then prove it to me… my son.”

…

Leaving Waning Moon Tower, Jiang Wang’s footsteps were not heavy.

To be honest, after entering the inner door, he was no longer worried about what the Fang Family might do to him.

The Fang Family of Fenglin City, wealthy and powerful as they may be, what are they compared to the Dao Academy?

Jiang Wang, as long as he cultivates diligently, will sooner or later have a position in Zhuang Country; he might even hold a high office in the Zhuang Capital, Xin’an City.

There is no need to pay too much attention to these rural gentries and prestigious families in Fenglin City.

It was only today that Fang Zehou’s mention of Jiang Anan really stirred a murderous intent in Jiang Wang.

Even if the Fang Family did nothing else but incite some clan children to bully Anan at school, that would be unbearable for Jiang Wang.

Some humiliations he can endure, but Anan cannot.

With their father gone and their aunt remarried, Jiang Anan only has him.

“Are you full… Hey!

Stop wiping it on my clothes!” Jiang Wang reached out and pulled Jiang Anan’s little head away.

At that moment, she was cradled in his arms, sneakily rubbing her oily mouth on Jiang Wang’s shoulder.

Jiang Anan blinked her big eyes, her little mouth already clean, but she pouted innocently: “You didn’t wipe my hands…”

Jiang Wang surrendered instantly, his voice filled with helplessness: “Look at me, where on my body is still clean… go ahead.”

This was resignation.

Jiang Anan’s busy little hands wiped away, and then, as if remembering something, she asked, “What did you just say?”

“I asked you… Ah!” Jiang Wang sighed and said, “Cai Ji Mutton Shop?”

“Uh-huh.” Jiang Anan nodded vigorously.

She stretched out her hand, cupped her brother’s face, and tugged it to the left: “Let’s go this way!”

Jiang Wang recoiled disgustedly, moving his head back, “I know the way!”

Jiang Anan already bounced in excitement, “Giddy-up~!”

Jiang Wang then carried Jiang Anan and headed towards the direction of the mutton restaurant.

“By the way, the teacher wants you to visit the private school tomorrow.” Jiang Anan really remembered the matter this time.

Jiang Wang frowned, “Did your teacher say what it’s about?”

Jiang Anan thought for a while, buried her head in Jiang Wang’s chest, and said in a muffled voice, “I don’t know.”

Jiang Wang immediately became deeply worried.

…

Meanwhile, within the City Lord’s residence, a conversation that existed only between Dong Ah and Wei Quchibi was also taking place.

“…If it’s really as I suspect, with this bait, there’s no way they won’t bite.

Once those demons jump out, we’ll sweep them up in one fell swoop and kill them off completely!” Wei Quchibi clenched his fist and waved it, “That’s the entire plan.”

“It’s a tight plan,” Dong Ah nodded, his expression still unfluctuating, “But I don’t think it holds much meaning.”

“Why?”

“You think…” Dong Ah looked at him with a mocking gaze, “Do the ones behind the Xiaolin Town massacre still need to show up in Fenglin City?”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t understand this Bone Tao you speak of, nor am I clear on the allure of the thing you’ve gone through such trouble to procure.

But with an event as big as ‘San Cheng Lun Dao’ taking place, and Fenglin City being on high alert, is that thing really worth them taking such a huge risk?

No idiot could play us for fools, sacrificing Xiaolin Town under our very eyes!

Besides, you aren’t even certain whether they are from the Bone Tao, are you?”

“We can only give it a try, Dong Ah!

The Xiaolin Town incident has passed for so long now, the government can’t fail to give an explanation!”

“But how certain are you?

Are you willing to gamble the safety of the entire populace of Fenglin City on your certainty?”

“Fenglin City is under my jurisdiction, my mind is made up!”

Dong Ah slammed the table and stood up, “Fenglin City belongs to Zhuang Country!”

“Dong Ah, think about it,” Wei Quchibi reluctantly softened his tone, “In Qing Country, in Jinguo, even in our neighboring Yong Country!

Could they have done such a thing?

Sacrificed an entire town!

Thousands of people, countless souls that should have rested in peace!

With a mere stir from Qing River Water Palace, the entire Qinghe County’s military would be on the move.

If a heart-devouring demon appears, the entire Procuratorate of Qinghe County swarms in.

They know us like the back of their hand, yet we know nothing about them!

Do you still want to witness such events?

The time has come, we must find out what lies beneath!”

Dong Ah slumped back into his seat, “Yes, we all bear responsibility.

Among the names cursed by those who died in vain, yours should be there, as well as mine.”

His voice was weary, “Just go with your plan, then.

The Dao Institute here will cooperate.

If those demons really do appear again, then let me see… whether there is a retribution for good and evil!”

“If those people really are from the Bone Tao, the Dark Candle must be very important to them.

After all, it is something… taken from there.”

“No matter what, I’ll fully cooperate with you this time.

I just hope this San Cheng Lun Dao doesn’t become the laughing stock of Qinghe County.”

“They may come, or they may not.

But I, the City Lord, can only try,” Wei Quchibi mumbled, then turned to ask, “That Zhu Weiwo, is he really unable to return in time?

Nothing happened to him, right?”

“His battlefield isn’t here,” Dong Ah turned his head, as if seeing through the window to some distant place in the sky, “He is destined to shine in the national Dao Institute, asking for a spot would just be a waste.

I hope Zhang Linchuan can win that spot in the San Cheng Lun Dao.”

“In this way, Fenglin City will have two talents from the national Dao Institute.

You have indeed planned perfectly.”

“I will guide them with all my effort.

Consider it my small, insignificant act of redemption,” Dong Ah said.

In the darkness of the chamber, a sigh from someone unknown.

The chair was left empty.

…

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