Fan Xian swayed, his eyes straining as though their corners might split, his voice trembling:
"You lunatics! What do any of you take human lives for?"
He stared fixedly at Zhou Cheng, gritting his teeth. "I won't let you get what you want!"
"You won't let us get what we want?"
Zhou Cheng shrugged. "How exactly can you stop me-no, stop the Crown Prince?"
Then he clicked his tongue and kindly reminded him:
"The Crown Prince has known about Shijia Town for ages. He's even had men stationed there for some time. You want to save them? Who do you think will be faster-your men, or the Crown Prince's carrier pigeon?"
Chapter 70: Shen Wan'er
Fan Xian desperately wanted to believe Zhou Cheng was merely being alarmist.
But he could not deceive himself.
All this time, everything Zhou Cheng had told him had come true, one thing after another.
At that thought, a chill involuntarily settled over his heart.
The slanting autumn sunlight shone in from beyond the corridor, casting alternating patches of light and shadow across his face, yet it brought him not the slightest warmth.
Just then, Zhou Cheng walked up to him, stopped, reached out, and patted his shoulder.
"Young Master Fan has compassion for all living things and holds the whole world in his heart. I admire that greatly." Zhou Cheng nodded as he spoke, as though expressing his approval.
"Whether Shijia Town exists in the future or not, that sincere heart of yours alone makes me willing to give you a gift, Young Master Fan."
He withdrew his hand and tucked it back into his sleeve, the corners of his mouth curving upward.
"You wanted evidence of the Second Prince's smuggling, didn't you? In a few days, I'll have it delivered to your residence. Burn