A New Official's Three Blazing Fires

"Third Uncle, we had been apart for months, and now when I saw you again, you were already gravely ill. Your little nephew's heart truly ached terribly."

The cultivators around them tactfully made way. Watching An Dongcheng step forward with deep affection and ease to support his third uncle, they all secretly praised him for his devotion and righteousness.

A manager who valued loyalty and righteousness—what could be better?

Thinking of the authority held by that newly established department, the cultivators present could not help growing even more fervent.

"Dong... Dongcheng."

Looking at the smiling An Dongcheng before him, Third Uncle An could barely even speak without stammering.

To be honest, ever since An Dongcheng had thrown him out the door like a dead dog that day, he had vanished without a trace.

His mother had suffered quite a blow after that incident, but fortunately, the letter An Dongcheng had left behind and the temporary funds had helped her through the hardest period.

Perhaps having reflected on her actions afterward, An Dongcheng's mother had later gone to Anshan Shu again, intending to demand back the pills she had handed over.

But how could Third Uncle An possibly allow that to happen?

He first evaded her again and again, then ultimately used underhanded means to anger her back into a sickbed.

As for An Dongcheng, he had even specially hired someone to look into his whereabouts, planning to have him killed the moment he was found.

In the Outer City, there were businesses that specialized in hiring murderers.

This young man had suffered humiliation at his hands and harbored burning rage. At any moment, he might become a ticking bomb.

Third Uncle An had always pulled out such threats by the roots in advance.

But he had never imagined that they