Chapter 55

As Lord Luo had said, Wu Fan's family members were all fine, having merely been placed under house arrest for a few days. In fact, this kind of house arrest was a form of covert protection. Think about it, after the news of Wu Fan brutally killing fifty of his comrades in the Eagle Rising Guard and fleeing broke out, how many of the Eagle Rising Guard wanted to kill him! Even if they couldn't find him, countless Eagle Rising Guard members would have wanted to vent their anger on his family! The methods of the Eagle Rising Guard were ruthless!

Even so, Tong Rui and the others were quite frightened. Even after returning home, their faces were still pale. After all, they weren't people who had experienced much in life. How could they have seen such a scene? Even more so, they believed the story that Wu Fan was a traitor, and no one had told them the truth, making them think they were doomed. The fear and unease almost killed them.

Tong Rui remained silent, just looking at Wu Fan, her eyes red-rimmed, her emotions complex. On one hand, she felt a sense of relief at surviving the ordeal, and on the other, she was happy that Wu Fan had returned safely and cleared his name.

Tong Jian and his wife were whispering to each other. It was clear that Zhang San was saying something to Tong Jian, but Tong Jian remained silent, disagreeing.

The three boys were still young and couldn't think so far ahead, so they went off to play on their own.

How could Wu Fan not see what was going on? Leaning against a stone roller in the courtyard, he said, "Say what you want, it's fine!"

After he spoke, both Tong Jian and Zhang San fell silent, not daring to move.

"If none of you speak, I will!" Wu Fan clapped his hands and took off the fourteen-form saber case from his body, saying, "The Eagle Rising Guard is like this. It looks impressive, but no one knows when they might lose their head. This time... I couldn't inform you beforehand, nor could I tell you, making you worry for several days. I'm truly sorry. I can't guarantee that this won't happen again, so you need to be prepared."

Pausing, Wu Fan looked at the three children, Tong Wei, Tong Ying, and Tong Wu, and continued, "You must be discussing whether to continue living here with me, right? No need to explain, just listen to me first! I understand your desire for a peaceful life, but I want to say that I don't want that kind of life. I have to fight... forget it! Let me be straightforward! If you want to leave, I won't stop you, and I won't say anything, including you, Tong Rui!"

He added, "Anyone can leave, but Tong Wei must stay with me."

Zhang San instinctively said, "He's my son, why should he go with you?"

"Stop it! Stop it!" Tong Jian quickly stopped Zhang San, afraid of angering Wu Fan, "Brother, my wife doesn't know how to speak, she..."

Wu Fan waved his hand, saying, "It's fine, a mother's love for her son is natural!" He paused, then his face turned serious, "But if you really love Tong Wei, don't let him follow you to farm! I've said before, Tong Wei is a 'Qilin child'! He has a great future ahead of him! Farming? It will ruin his life!"

"I won't leave!" Tong Rui looked at Wu Fan and said, "I'll go cook!"

Ignoring Tong Rui, Wu Fan continued to look at Tong Jian and his wife, speaking calmly, "There's no good thing in this world that comes without effort. Think about it yourselves! I'm going to repair my weapons, and I'll listen to your decision when I come back!"

"Stop playing! All three of you, come here!" Turning around, Wu Fan shouted at the three boys playing, "Stand over there and do horse stance! You can stop when I come back. If anyone slacks off, I'll beat their ass! Got it?"

"Got it!"

Tong Wei, Tong Ying, and Tong Wu, the three boys, answered in unison, then lined up and started doing horse stance, grimacing under Wu Fan's correction.

Wu Fan watched them for a moment, corrected their posture, and said, "Stay still."

After speaking, Wu Fan left for the blacksmith's shop. His saber had suffered significant damage in the fight with Wu Yuanhao and needed to be repaired.

In the courtyard.

Tong Jian looked at Zhang San, frustrated, "Why did you say those things? We finally found a way for the boss to become an official, and you're thinking about making the kids farm? What's the point of farming? To be like me? A life of mediocrity! You're the one begging for help, and now you want to leave? What do you want?"

Zhang San, not one to back down, retorted, "What's wrong with farming? What's wrong with a simple, honest life? Being an official! Look at what Wu Dalang did, almost costing us our heads! ... I don't care! I'd rather my son be mediocre than risk his life! We're moving! Now!"

"You... you... you're driving me crazy!" Tong Jian squatted on the ground, his hands in his sleeves, grumbling, "If you want to move, go ahead! If you want to leave, go ahead! Wu Dalang treats us like family, teaching the kids martial arts and sending them to school. How can you be so ungrateful? I can't do that! If you want to leave, go alone! Hey... hey, what are you doing?"

Zhang San kicked Tong Jian to the ground, so angry she wanted to cry.

"Father! Mother! I don't want to farm!" Tong Wei, while doing horse stance, said, "Uncle is right, we can't have everything for free, right? We live in Uncle's house and eat his food, how can we complain? I think you should discuss it with Uncle and send the second and third brothers to school. If they study well, they can become officials and be successful! People say... what was it? 'The law does not apply to officials,' right! If they become officials, they won't lose their heads even if they commit a crime."

Tong Wei, being older, understood more and spoke convincingly, making Tong Jian and his wife think deeply.

On the other side.

Wu Fan arrived at the blacksmith's shop where he often repaired his weapons and handed the damaged saber to the old blacksmith.

The old blacksmith's surname was Ke, and he ran the "Ke Family Blacksmith Shop" alone, making a living by repairing weapons and farming tools for people.

Old Ke was a master craftsman, but his prices were a bit high.

Wu Fan leaned back in the old blacksmith's wicker chair and asked, "Can you fix it?"

Old Ke looked at the finely crafted saber, feeling a bit pained, and said, "What did you do? This saber is really damaged! Tsk tsk! It can't be fixed, it needs to be recast! Ten taels of silver, come back in five days!"

"Recast? Ten taels of silver? Old man, you're too greedy!" Wu Fan exclaimed, "Why don't you just rob the bank?"

Old Ke glanced at Wu Fan and grumbled, "Wu family boy, this is a fine saber, made of fine steel, tempered many times, and you don't cherish it! If you want, I'll give you ten taels of silver right now, and you can sell it to me!"

Wu Fan rolled his eyes, patted the fourteen-form saber case beside him, and shook his head, "Not a chance, they're a set, missing one would be no good! Anyway, I have two spares inside, so go ahead and work on it, I'll come back in five days!" He stood up and walked a few steps, then turned and joked, "Don't skimp on the work!"

Old Ke, nearly fifty, was so angry that his eyes turned white. He stroked his beard and said, "Go away! Do what you need to do! I need to think about how to recast this saber, it's not easy!"

"Ha ha ha..."

Wu Fan laughed heartily, feeling much lighter in his heart.

However...

As Wu Fan strolled back home, someone was already waiting for him at the door.

One person.

Dressed in black, wearing a hood, head lowered, face not visible.

When Wu Fan took a step to the left, the black-clad person took a step to the right. When Wu Fan took a step to the right, the black-clad person took a step to the left. No matter how Wu Fan moved, the person always blocked his path, clearly there to find him.

This situation made Wu Fan's heart sink... and he immediately ran backward, as swift as a rabbit!

Wu Fan didn't believe for a second that the black-clad person was there to chat with him!

It was definitely to seek revenge!

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PS2: Happy holiday.

PS3: I'm exhausted, I'll revise these two chapters when I have time, sniff sniff... I'm so tired.

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