Fang Yun sat steadily in the grand armchair behind his desk, the bright night pearl illuminating his visitor's face.
It was Chen Mingding, head of the Chen Family.
Fang Yun remained motionless. "Family Head Chen, what brings you here at this late hour?"
Chen Mingding gave a bitter laugh. "Void Sage Fang, let us speak plainly. I have pondered this for a long time, yet I still cannot fathom your true purpose. That is why I have come to seek your guidance."
Fang Yun did not answer immediately. After several breaths of thought, he said, "I do not know who had that woman strike the Dengwen Drum, but I must thank her. My purpose is to ask the Chen Family for a favor."
"What favor?"
"You know very well what it is." Fang Yun gazed at Chen Mingding.
Chen Mingding looked into Fang Yun's eyes. His gaze shifted constantly, passing through hesitation, suspicion, anger, anxiety, and more.
Chen Mingding gritted his teeth. "Chen Zigan is still a member of our Chen Family. Besides, he truly did not harm anyone. After this incident, he fell gravely ill and left the Chen Residence. He has never set foot in the Chen Family home since."
"Someone died. There must be a killer," Fang Yun said slowly.
Chen Mingding said helplessly, "The steward in my fourth son's household was responsible. The Chen Family can hand him over."
Fang Yun watched Chen Mingding quietly, without a word.
At first, Chen Mingding was perfectly composed. But after dozens of breaths, he sighed helplessly. "My daughter-in-law did wrong. Whether she is to be beaten or punished, she should be dealt with according to the law. The Chen Family will not shield her."
Only then did a faint smile appear on Fang Yun's face. "If she is being