"As you wish."
The old woman waved her hand and stood up,
"I’m old now, I can’t control you anymore."
"Grandmother, you can continue to enjoy your twilight years."
"Fan Zhengwen!"
"Grandson here."
"I don’t care about the Fan Family or not, I only care about myself, and whether in the few years I have left, I can continue to live this comfortable life!"
"Grandson knows, grandson always knows, in fact, with grandmother’s skills, no matter where you go, you can live a good life."
"I don’t care about having a large family."
"Yes."
"But if all the children and grandchildren are gone, this life, even with all the luxuries, it loses that taste of human warmth and won’t be as comfortable."
Children and grandchildren, the Fan family, to the old woman, were rely adornnts to life;
Indeed, with her skills, she could live well even after leaving the Fan family, but the quality of life, especially the quality of emotional experience, would inevitably decline.
She was unwilling.
She wasn’t the kind of person who would sacrifice everything for the family, just as when she married that man back then, she was only thinking of herself.
"Grandmother, this is fate, a fate you cannot escape, being supported by the Fan family for sixty years, you should give sothing in return."
"How dare you speak to like that?"
"This is the heartfelt words of your grandson."
"I have borne children for the Fan family, I owe the Fan family nothing!"
"When the family is strong, it doesn’t matter; but once its influence wanes, everyone must have the consciousness to beco the wood thrown into the bonfire.
Grandmother,
you’re no different."
"No one can force to do what I don’t want to do."
"Grandson does not force you, grandson only hopes that grandmother will refrain from ddling."
"Haha, I take back my previous words; you indeed have a hint of Tian Wujing now."
"Grandson thanks grandmother for the complint."
Fan Zhengwen raised his head, facing his grandmother directly, and continued:
"Actually, both grandson and grandmother want the life we desire in our hearts, and for this, we’re willing to do anything, regardless of everything, including family.
With grandson’s skills, even without the Fan family, grandson can still find food."
"Then, what exactly does the Fan family account for in the eyes of us, grandparents? Are they really just spittle tubs?"
"Yes, in grandson’s view, our Fan family has always been using spittle tubs to eat, and grandson is full and wants to use a proper bowl now."
"As you wish, as you wish, as you wish!"
The old woman’s form flickered, vanishing into the room, and for a mont, the temperature in the courtyard sharply dropped, even the ground heat couldn’t stop it at all.
The once luxuriant flowers quickly began to show signs of wilting.
Mystic cultivation practitioners are not strong in combat abilities, but the myriad esoteric thods are truly beyond imagination.
Fan Zhengwen brushed the dust off his shoulder and turned to walk out of the small courtyard.
...
And Lord Zheng,
at this ti did not show up in the kitchen to find that Liu Ruqing,
but went straight back to Qingfang Room.
The poetry eting inside Qingfang Room had already ended, and the beauties had all left, making the courtyard suddenly seem much quieter.
Zheng Fan didn’t sit at the table but settled on a cushion beside a tea table, slowly munching on so dried fruits.
Shortly after,
Fan Zhengwen arrived,
smiling,
still presenting the image of a handso middle-aged man.
"My lord."
"Brother Fan."
Fan Zhengwen sat down and said:
"The renovation of the villa at Zhou County has been assigned to our Fan family, and one of your troops will enter in disguise first."
"Good." Zheng Fan nodded.
"The remaining troops will be divided into two groups. One group will hide in a warehouse of our Fan family in Zhou County to coordinate inside and outside on that day, and another group will be stationed at a horse farm at the foot of Qi Mountain to provide backup."
"Thank you for your efforts."
"My lord is too polite."
"Is there anything else, Brother Fan?"
"I ca to apologize personally to my lord."
"No need for that."
"Old people, as they get older, inevitably have so peculiar temper. I hope my lord won’t mind."
"Being able to talk with an elder is my pleasure."
"Thank you, my lord."
Fan Zhengwen then got up, bowed and took his leave.
His visit was abrupt, and his departure was hurried. He actually ca just to nd the situation from before.
After Fan Zhengwen left, A Ming ca in and asked:
"My lord, did sothing happen?"
Zheng Fan shook his head and said, "Not really, I just found out that the Fan Mansion actually houses a mystic cultivator, Fan Zhengwen’s grandmother, who seems to have so cultivation."
"Sounds like she’s not on the sa side as the Fan family?"
"An exquisite selfish person."
A Ming chuckled at these words and said, "Seems like she’s the sa type as us."
"Indeed, haha, I never realized we were this annoying to others."
"Haha." A Ming laughed.
"However, Fan Zhengwen should be able to stabilize the situation, it shouldn’t be a big problem. For now, let’s wait slowly. Once we rescue the princess, we can report back to Lord Jingnan."
"I wonder what the princess of the Chu State will look like." A Ming said.
"Probably not as good-looking as today’s Liu Ruqing."
"Oh, to even catch the eye of you, a vampire, she must truly be a beauty."
"What I an is, my lord need not hesitate, seize the mont and enjoy life, especially since Siniang is currently not here."
"I’ve been abstinent for so long that I’ve beco a bit of a germaphobe."
A Ming then said, "A little dirt doesn’t hurt."
"Alas, A Ming."
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