novelraw Chapter 1898 Business
Chapter 1898 Business
Chapter 1898 Business
“Miss Fang San.” Xiao Xuan’er’s voice suddenly rang out, drawing Fang Zilan’s attention back, “Miss Xiao…”
As she spoke, she subconsciously reached into her bosom, but found nothing. She clearly remembered seeing a human skeleton before she lost consciousness; it was…
"Is this what Miss Fang is looking for?" Xiao Xuan'er respectfully placed the wooden box beside Fang Zilan, noticing her trembling fingertips but not opening it.
"Where did this come from?" Fang Zilan's voice was restrained and calm. Xiao Xuan'er did not answer, so she continued to ask on her own, "Has Sister Mi'er met the High Priest of Miluo?"
"I've seen her." Xiao Xuan'er's voice was extremely soft, but Fang Zilan's heart sank upon hearing it. "Sister Mi'er, she..."
“Miss Fang, things have come to this point, wouldn’t it be better to stop?” Xiao Xuan’er interrupted Fang Zilan, seemingly out of control, and murmured, “Even if it’s a Yin-Yang curse, as long as Miss and Young Master are here, there will always be a way…”
"You...you all knew?" Fang Zilan's expression was calm, while Xiao Xuan'er bit her red lips and remained silent, seemingly acquiescing.
"Since time is running out, I might as well live as I please," Fang Zilan said quietly. "Anyway, I can't extricate myself from this mess, so while I still have the strength, I'll do whatever I can."
“Miss Fang, you have already read all the documents that Qianjinfang has investigated. This is more than just a muddy mess.” Xiao Xuan’er looked anxious. Fang Zilan seemed to remember something and instructed, “Miss Xiao, please tell Sister Mi’er to ask the sisters in the workshop to lay low for a few months or a year and not to appear in public.”
Xiao Xuan'er clenched her fists, hidden in her sleeves. "Third Miss Fang, are you going to hand over all the documents to His Majesty?"
"I don't know how." Fang Zilan shook her head gently. "Even if I gave it to him, there would be nothing he could do."
"Then what use is it if it stays in Miss Fang's hands...? It will only add to the trouble."
“I know.” Fang Zilan’s expression was inscrutable. “This was a messy affair from the start, impossible to settle and impossible to settle. Qianjinfang can still walk away unscathed, so hand everything over to me and don’t get involved anymore.”
"Okay." Xiao Xuan'er finally agreed when she heard her own voice, because she knew very well that once Fang Zilan made up her mind to do something, no one could dissuade her.
Finally, Fang Zilan opened her mouth and said, "If I encounter any members of the Fang family in the future... I hope the entire Qianjinfang will take care of me."
She spoke so quickly, like a gust of wind, yet it made Xiao Xuan'er's heart sink. Was she making her final arrangements?
“The Fang family is not something Qianjinfang can take care of.” Xiao Xuan’er’s expression turned cold. “It will require the Third Miss Fang to personally look after them.”
“That’s true.” Fang Zilan curled her lips. “Well, with Lord Fang Chongzheng here, the Fang family won’t be any worse off.” She didn’t call him her father, as if she wanted to keep a clear distinction between herself and the Fang family.
Xiao Xuan'er grew increasingly flustered, but her face remained impassive. "Does Miss Fang have any other instructions?"
"The Xiahou family." Fang Zilan took a deep breath. "I owe them many lives, and I have no face to see General Xiahou Yunzhao..."
“Miss Fang!” Xiao Xuan’er’s voice trembled, but Fang Zilan remained calm. “Miss Xiao, let me finish.” She spoke slowly and firmly, “After I leave, please ask Sister Mi’er to explain everything to General Xiahou Yunzhao on my behalf. The remains should be handed over to the Xiahou family for disposal, as an apology.”
Xiao Xuan'er's eyes reddened, and she said in a low voice, "You should tell these things to Miss yourself. I will never relay them for you."
Fang Zilan only extended half of her plum blossom sword before she sheathing it. It seemed that against an opponent like Honghe, drawing her sword was unnecessary.
“You…” Honghe hurriedly tried to pick up the dagger on the ground, but saw Fang Zilan holding the unsheathed plum sword to her neck.
"If you don't want to die, answer whatever I ask." Fang Zilan exuded a terrifying killing intent, causing Honghe to tremble involuntarily. She subconsciously asked, "What do you want to ask?"
Fang Zilan slapped Honghe's shoulder hard with her plum blossom sword, making her shrink half a head. "Listen carefully, you can only answer, not ask questions."
Honghe bit her lip tightly in pain and nodded slightly. Seeing this, Fang Zilan still did not reduce her strength. The plum sword in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, making it hard for her to breathe.
Fang Zilan watched helplessly as Honghe was bent over by the weight of the lotus leaves, a hint of fear appearing in her eyes, before she finally spoke: "Wheel King was besieged by people from the martial world and then disappeared. How much did Feiling Mountain participate in this matter?"
"Five points." Honghe remained silent for a while before giving this number.
"Five points?" Fang Zilan repeated, her face showing a clear disbelief and indifference.
Seeing this, Honghe pursed her lips and explained, "The news of King Zhuanlun's betrayal of the Ghost Gate came from Ji Ningtian, the young master of the Ghost Gate. The bandits and outlaws who roam the Jianghu only spread the news."
Upon hearing this, Fang Zilan tightened her grip on the plum sword, barely managing not to interrupt Honghe, as she continued, "After the news spread, although all the sects claimed to be punishing the scoundrels of the martial world, none of them actually took action. They were all waiting, waiting for someone to raise their voice, waiting for King Zhuanlun to be isolated and helpless, waiting to reap the benefits."
She paused for a moment, then snorted disdainfully, as if she had some reservations about the actions of these martial arts sects. But after a short while, she composed herself and said, "Ji Ningtian naturally did not want to see this situation, so my brother, in order to share his burden, found Geng Nan of the Xiaojinghu Sect."
Fang Zilan's heart sank. Honghe continued speaking to herself, "Geng Nan is a gambler. It's easy to lure him into the game, and even easier to make him submit. All it takes is an IOU and a few threats, and he'll obediently comply. After all, which of these so-called prestigious sects doesn't value their reputation more than their lives?"
“Even if Geng Nan were willing to obey, it would be difficult for him to command a large following.” Fang Zilan’s face was ashen. “He’s probably using the influence of your Feiling Mountain to bolster his own power…”
She was only halfway through her sentence when she suddenly realized, "It seems that it wasn't Geng Nan who borrowed the momentum of your Feiling Mountain, but rather you who took the initiative to create momentum for him."
“Miss Zixiu is truly exceptionally intelligent; no wonder Ji Ningtian values you so highly.” Honghe gave Fang Zilan a deep look and said, “As long as Geng Nan brings the person here, we have a way to make him disappear from now on. Whether it’s the Wheel King or the pillars of those sects that are at odds with him, it’s all the same.”
Fang Zilan clenched her other hand into a fist hidden in her sleeve, her face tense, and said, "I don't understand, you could have just killed the person, why did you have to get the human bones and send them to Miluo?"