Chapter 715: Chapter 170: Magnanimous Vice President Fang [Ten Thousand Words, Please Vote for Monthly Ticket!] (Part 3)

He smiled kindly, intentionally adding a tone of ’I’m just lightening the mood,’ and chuckled, "I’ve got scabs on my neck, chest, and back, and the scabs are falling off. It’s so uncomfortable that when I walk, I’m afraid I’ll start shedding powder from under my feet. If someone didn’t know better, they’d think I haven’t bathed in days. It’s a bit embarrassing, haha..."

"Pfft!"

Zhao Ying’er couldn’t help but laugh, rolling her eyes, "You’re really ungrateful. So many people are standing up for you, yet you’re the one holding back, thinking of forgiving the culprit!"

Fang Che smiled naively and honestly, "It’s all a misunderstanding, and... since they are enemies of Yemo, aren’t they our friends too? If they’re friends, why should we push them so hard?"

Zhu Shaoyun and the Grand Dowager looked at Fang Che with gratitude.

They truly felt how broad-minded Mr. Fang was.

And he truly embodies the spirit of the older generation of Guardians—for the sake of fighting the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, anything else can be overlooked!

Even if you want to kill me.

Even if there’s a misunderstanding, as long as it’s cleared, and you continue to fight the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, then we are friends!

Both had the same thought: If we had known Mr. Fang would consult Song Yidao about whether this was within his jurisdiction, why would we bother doing anything underhanded tonight?

"Deputy Hall Master Fang, I know you wish to quell this matter peacefully."

Song Yidao smiled bitterly, "It’s a pity that this matter is no longer something our Guardian Hall can handle."

Fang Che looked puzzled, "What do you mean? This is something that happened on our side; can’t we just take care of it ourselves? Master Hall, although my injury is quite... a misunderstanding, it was the Zhu Family who saved my life. I hope Master Hall will allow me to plead for the Zhu Family."

He pleaded earnestly, "For now, we should focus on fighting the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, Master Hall, don’t let those close to you suffer while enemies thrive."

In earnest and clarity, mighty and unyielding.

Mr. Fang’s magnanimity and worldly perspective moved everyone present.

Many deacons from the Guardian Hall sighed deeply.

But the problem now is... Song Yidao can’t make any decisions on this matter anymore.

"This is no longer within your obligations."

Song Yidao said, "Deputy Hall Master Fang has already recovered, everyone else can leave while Deputy Hall Master Fang stays, we need to discuss some matters."

Everyone else left reluctantly; it was evident there was some underlying truth here.

Who wouldn’t want to know when there’s a secret?

Zhao Ying’er was especially unwilling to leave, feeling uneasy with Fang Che staying here.

"Certain matters are not for you to know."

Song Yidao shouted, "You’re all veterans of Jianghu; don’t you understand what you can know and what you can’t? Leave, all of you."

Forcing everyone to leave.

Only Fang Che, Song Yidao, and the people from the Zhu Family were left on the scene.

The Grand Dowager also ordered, "Everyone else out. Take the bodies with you."

Only Zhu Shaoyun, the Grand Dowager, and the two who had narrowly survived remained.

Others may leave, but these two culprits definitely cannot.

These two hadn’t sustained any significant injuries, and ordinarily, they should appear quite handsome and dashing.

But at this moment, they looked completely drained of vitality and spirit.

Listless, dejected.

Fang Che walked over, his eyes full of warmth and emotion as he glanced at the two, gently patting their shoulders, "It’s okay, I’m not dead. At most, you’ll face some punishment; nothing significant will happen. Don’t worry."

The two looked up, their eyes showing genuine gratitude.

This was the warmest sentence they had heard all night, and it came from the person they were chasing.

For a moment, their hearts were filled with mixed emotions.

"Master Song, Deputy Hall Master Fang, please sit."

The Grand Dowager sighed wearily.

Zhu Shaoyun, as the Family Head, personally started brewing tea, the fragrant aroma instantly refreshing everyone’s spirit.

Fang Che immediately recognized it.

This was definitely much more superior than the so-called ’Spiritual Tea’ Zhu Shaoyun had treasured during the day!

"This tea is better than the one during the day."

Fang Che sipped the tea and teased lightly.

Seeming very at ease. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Zhu Shaoyun’s face turned red, awkwardly laughing, "It’s the Grand Dowager’s treasured collection."

In a day and a night, his perception of Deputy Hall Master Fang changed twice.

At first meeting, this person seemed really nice, handsome, and polite.

Then it was: this person is really annoying, nitpicking, causing trouble, kill.

By evening it changed to: this person is truly a gentleman, with the typical Guardian temperament; great integrity, firmly rooted convictions.

It had to be said, Zhu Shaoyun, as a seasoned veteran of Jianghu, was quite dizzy from all this.

"Grand Dowager, since there are no outsiders now, let’s be frank. As the person involved, Mr. Fang should be in the know; besides, Mr. Fang is always thinking about pleading for you, making it difficult for me."

Song Yidao said.

"Master Song is right."

The Grand Dowager had never in her life felt so at a loss for actions like now.

She just felt like everything was chaotic all day, flipping back and forth, now making her feel mentally exhausted.

"What exactly is it?" Fang Che asked with the curiosity of a child.

"Sigh, Deputy Hall Master Fang, there are things you don’t know."

Song Yidao sighed, "This matter has escalated; the Zhu Family is not merely a commercial family. It turns out tonight, they are actually people from the Heavenly Palace."

"People from the Heavenly Palace?!"

Fang Che was taken aback, standing up suddenly, extremely surprised, "People from the Heavenly Palace?!"