Chapter 393


    The people there breathed a sigh of relief, and their admiration for Old Master Fang grew.


    "You''re a magnanimous man, Old Master Fang. Your vision surpasses us."


    "Indeed. The whole of Jiangbei belongs to the Fang family. What can possibly happen to Mr. Fang?


    Haha!"


    "Your reputation precedes you, Old Master Fang. They''d probably be scared out of their wits once


    they hear your name. I won''t be surprised if they''re already on their knees apologizing to Young


    Master Fang now."


    "Haha, it looks like our worries were for naught. Shall we prepare for the wedding banquet next?"


    Fang Zhentian was very gratified by the ttery. Even though he had bootlickers surrounding him for


    the past forty years, he never grew tired of what they said.


    If no one was around to shower him with ttery and sing his praises, how would the other people


    know that he was a great person?


    "I guess everything should be settled by now," Fang Zhentian said.


    As he had expected, he could see the family butler running from outside, screaming, "Old Master


    Fang! Old Master Fang!"


    Fang Zhentian smiled and waved his hand. "Well, looks like Zhong is back here safe. Let''s go into


    the house and prepare the banquet. We have a bride to wee."


    The bosses pped and cheered while showering praises.


    "You''re wise indeed, Old Master Fang!"


    "What an amazing show of influence! It didn''t take them a few minutes to yield to your name!"


    The butler seemed awkward. He said softly, "Old Master Fang, Young Master Fang Zhong is…


    crippled."


    Theughter stopped abruptly, and silence pervaded the garden.


    "Young Master Fang Zhong is crippled!" That word echoed in the people''s minds like a lingering


    explosion.


    The jovial atmosphere instantly became tense, as though the air had turned into ice.


    The people at the scene had a variety of expressions on their faces: Shock, confusion, panic, anger,


    disbelief…


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    It remained that way for a very long time.


    Even Fang Zhentian, who had been able to maintain hisposure, was beginning to crack. Dark


    clouds seemed to be forming on his wrinkled face!


    Earlier, he had boldly proimed his supreme influence in Jiangbei. He had predicted Fang Zhong


    would be able to bring Tang Sisi back without any drama.


    A short whileter, he had received the news that his beloved grandson had been crippled!


    That was an insult to his reputation!


    The bosses began to whisper to each other.


    Fang Zhentian tried to keep his temper down. He asked the butler, "What happened? I want to know


    every detail."


    "Old Master Fang, I… I…" The butler began to stammer and sweat. He did not know where to start.


    While that happened, Fang Wanlin and Fang Zhong returned.


    Fang Zhong was brought back on a stretcher. There were two gaping holes on his knees, and the


    blood had dried on his pants. He wailed in agony as hey there, and his face was pale like a ghost.


    More shockingly, Fang Wanlin was also covered in blood and whip wounds…


    Wait. What the…


    Even Fang Wanlin was defeated! How could an active general with several thousand troops and


    Old Master Fang''s Protector Dragon Ring be defeated?


    The bosses gasped in shock. Seeing that things were about to go south, they quickly excused


    themselves, unwilling to be implicated in the imminent storm.


    "Father…" Fang Wanlin said with his head lowered in embarrassment.


    Fang Zhentian was furious. Even his fingertips were trembling. "Who did this? Who did this? How


    dare that person bully the Fang family! Who does he think I am?"


    Everyone in the garden could sense a deadly presence emanating from Old Master Fang. It was the


    calm before the storm.