Qingshan County, Qingshan Inn, outside the inn, the wind and snow flew like catkins, embellishing the flying eaves and tilted corners, adding some ancient charm.
In a room on the fifth floor, a few muffled sounds of crackling could be heard.
Then, there was a "woo" sound.
On the bed in the room, a woman let out a muffled hum from her throat, spat out a mouthful of stagnant blood, and then gasped for breath. The blood on the corner of her mouth, coupled with her disheveled hair, showed her distress.
After a few breaths, the woman seemed to recover, grabbed a large hand that was being withdrawn beside her tightly, and raised her head. Her narrow eyes showed more whites, filled with panic and resentment, shaking all over, speaking in a sharp and anxious tone:
"Father, you must avenge your daughter!"
Following her gaze to the side, her father, Fang Tangjing, who was treating Fang Mingyue’s injuries by the bed, withdrew his arm with a flick, got up with a gloomy look, and reprimanded in a low voice,:
"Shut up, do you really think people wouldn’t dare to kill you."
"How does your father usually teach you? Hatred without ability is just the rage of the incompetent. Keep it in your heart, express it in actions. I’ve taught you for so many years and not an inch of progress."
"Look at yourself, blinded by anger, what have you become."
Fang Tangjing’s tone carried a chilling indifference.
Fang Mingyue, thrown aside, saw her father’s anger and even felt somewhat unfamiliar. Struck down by Chen in front of everyone, her psychological defense was on the verge of collapse. Now stabbed in the heart by her own father, she immediately became hysterical,
"Is it like you, father, just because of fear, watching your daughter get trampled by that damned Colonel on the head?"
She blurted out what was in her heart, completely losing control.
The next second, "Pa" - a crisp and forceful sound rang out.
Fang Mingyue incredulously covered her side face, looking at her father, whose gaze was full of anger. Her mind, originally clouded with fury, gradually returned to rationality, her eyes showing a bit of panic.
She knew that her father had always wanted a son to inherit the family business but had no such fate. Helplessly, he cultivated her, but she ultimately never gained her father’s approval.
But if she lost her father’s protection, then everything would be gone, so she became panic-stricken.
"Father, daughter knows she was wrong. What she just said was all nonsensical."
She quickly admitted her mistake, bowing her head.
Fang Tangjing looked at her coldly, the anger in his eyes gradually dissipating. He flicked his sleeve, snorted softly, and placed his hands behind him.
"We’ll wait until Ancestor arrives, even if that Ninth Mountain’s Colonel has great skills, Ancestor will make that Chen give the Fang Family an explanation!"
Fang Tangjing said towards the end, his tone carried a hint of gnashing teeth.
Wasn’t he angry? The earlier humiliation made him lose face before his own family and even the juniors; he wished to kill Chen Yuan, but several tests proved no match for him. He knew continuing would only bring self-humiliation.
"I’ll listen to everything father says!"
Fang Mingyue replied in a low, muffled tone.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room fell into silence.
But after a while, from the stairway next door came the sound of small, fragmented footsteps, just a few ordinary people.
Fang Tangjing, alert to all sounds, flicked his sleeve, and the door in the room opened with no wind. Then he flickered away and disappeared from the room, reappearing at the stairway.
At this moment, at the stairway, four inn servants in green clothes were carrying trays filled with candied snacks and hot tea heading towards the sixth floor. Seeing a figure suddenly appear, they were startled, almost losing grip of their trays.
The few servants were then scared, not daring to offend, quickly lowered their heads and greeted,
"What are you going to do?" Fang Tangjing frowned and asked, the sixth floor was the place of the Ancestor, without orders, even they couldn’t go up casually.
"Replying to Master, the lord on the sixth floor and the shopkeeper instructed us to prepare some snacks and tea to entertain guests." The targeted servant replied quickly, afraid of answering too late.
These inn servants knew these were the important people who couldn’t be offended. On the first day someone was killed for making a mistake, they saw the shopkeeper carrying away a fellow’s corpse, terrifying them into wanting to quit. But the shopkeeper scolded them, saying if they left and the news got out, they would incur these important people’s wrath, so they had to stay and serve carefully.
Fang Tangjing raised an eyebrow at this. Ancestor had returned? And brought guests?
Immediately, his brows furrowed. The Ancestor should have summoned them for questioning upon returning.
"Go ahead!" He waved his hand.
On the other side, on the sixth floor of the inn, in a spacious room, the door opened and several servants brought in the trays of snacks.
A strong man in black guarding behind a screen told the servants to place the snacks on a table and leave, then personally picked up a tray and walked behind the screen.
Behind the screen, four figures sat on the floor around a low table.
It was indeed the Fang Family’s Ancestor and the Yan Land’s Three Heroes who followed along!
Jade Qilin Jinyu Mountain, Shaking Mountain Tiger Hu Yanqing, Mad Blade Yu Wenguang.
Shaking Mountain Tiger was the bearded brawny man, Mad Blade Yu Wenguang was the swordsman who blocked Chen Yuan outside the Tianxiong Pass.
"The three of you need not be constrained, since you are willing to come over and show this old man face, this old man will certainly not make things difficult for you three."