"Fang Xuan!!!"
In an instant, a flash of anger crossed Sikong Jixuan's face. He glanced at County Magistrate He and Sikong Jihuai, who both seemed to be smiling without quite smiling, then gritted his teeth and growled, "I'll ask you one last time—are you coming with me or not? Think it over carefully. Are you really going to deny me even this much face?"
Fang Xuan looked at the still-furious Sikong Jixuan, then at Sikong Jihuai's guileless smile beside him. His mind drifted to Second Young Master Sikong Jiyan, who had never shown his face from beginning to end, yet had used Zheng Juexiong as a chess piece to stir up such a storm.
He could not help sighing inwardly.
Impulsive and quick-tempered.
Proud and arrogant, excessively obsessed with preserving that so-called face of his.
When it came to scheming and depth of character, this martial arts prodigy Sikong Jixuan was truly a thousand miles behind his two elder brothers.
In this struggle for power, Sikong Jixuan would likely be played to death sooner or later.
Even if Fang Xuan let bygones be bygones and truly followed Sikong Jixuan, he would likely end up being buried alongside him in the future.
"Third Young Master, Fang..." Fang Xuan was just about to speak.
"Third Brother!"
The guileless smile on Sikong Jihuai's face slowly faded. He said coolly, "Brother Fang has already made his refusal perfectly clear. Why must you force him? Are you planning to use your family background to pressure people again?"
"Sikong Jihuai!"
Sikong Jixuan whirled toward Sikong Jihuai with furious eyes and shouted, "What are you pretending to be, some great good man? The Black Whale Gang's East Hall branch has always been at my disposal! What business is it of yours?"
"Always, you say?"
Sikong Jihuai gave