"It all comes down to one word."
Wang Yao blinked and said mysteriously.
What word?
"Edge."
Fatty "..."
Suddenly, Wang Yao's expression turned serious, and her eyes were filled with boundless coldness.
Seeing his ancestor's sudden change in expression, the fat man was greatly puzzled. He subconsciously straightened his posture, waiting for his ancestor to say something next.
"I've been having people investigate Blood Fang's attempt to kidnap you on the train over a month ago, but we haven't found many leads. But I'm certain that someone inside the Pill Pavilion leaked your whereabouts."
Fatty completely agreed with Wang Yao's analysis.
"Only a handful of people know my whereabouts. Besides my ancestors, it's just my uncles and aunts. Could it be—"
He had actually guessed some of it, but he just didn't dare to think about it.
Wang Yao sighed softly, "Power struggles among powerful families have been commonplace since ancient times. On the surface, brothers may appear harmonious, but behind the scenes, they might be plotting to kill each other. You are now the crown prince of our Pill Pavilion, the heir of the Wang Family, and the future ruler. Naturally, you will attract the envy of many."
"Actually, I have no interest in being the heir apparent or anything like that. I'd rather follow Brother Fan and be his underling—that's the most carefree way to be."
Wang Yao didn't doubt what the fat man said.
She watched the fat boy grow up and knew what kind of person he was.
He never liked to compete with others for anything, and sometimes he would even reluctantly part with his things if his brothers wanted them, just for the sake of brotherhood.
This is one of the reasons why she felt sorry for the fat man.
"I know your cousins all too well. If they inherit the Wang Family, then my Wang Family is not far from decline and destruction."
" Xiao Sanjin, you must always remember what our ancestors said. Sometimes you should yield, and sometimes you should stand up for yourself."
Seeing the fat man's furrowed brows, Wang Yao added another sentence.
"And only if you become the heir of the Wang Family can you better help your Brother Fan grow."
One sentence instantly invigorated the fat man.
The fat man clenched his fists, his face filled with determination.
"Um!"
He nodded emphatically.
He had never nodded so heavily in his entire life.
This shows how determined he was!
The ancestor was right. If he weren't the crown prince of the Pill Pavilion, could he have so easily had his family casually offer a thousand Body Restoration Pill in a trade with Brother Fan? Could he have so easily provided Brother Fan with so many Qi and Blood Raw Stone?
"I'll fight tooth and nail for my Brother Fan!"
Wang Yao's eyes crinkled into crescent moons with laughter. "Getting back to the point, be careful lately. If anything happens, be sure to contact me immediately."
"Don't worry, Ancestor, I have Xiao Gang and Brother Fan. Besides, have you forgotten that a trace of your willpower remains within me?"
As he spoke, the fat man took out the jade pendant hanging around his neck. This jade pendant was given to him by Wang Yao to protect his life on the day he was designated as the Crown Prince of the Pill Pavilion.
"By the way, Ancestor, you came to Yuanwu partly for my sake, right?"
Wang Yao nodded, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
"If they dare to lay a hand on me, I'll make them regret their actions!"
Jiang Fan walked alone on campus, his mind racing with thoughts.
Both Fatty and Wang Yao had seen what Big Black looked like, so they absolutely could not summon Big Black in front of them.
Also, you must never reveal your Spirit Weapon in front of them.
To be honest, he wasn't used to using a sword either. Even though he had learned sword techniques from swords, he still felt that using a knife was the most enjoyable.
Therefore, he would not easily use his Spirit Weapon unless facing a life-or-death crisis.
Just as Jiang Fan was lost in thought, the noise around him instantly pulled him back to reality.
"Look! It's the young master of the Zhou Family! What's he doing here? And with such a large group of people? With that arrogant and domineering demeanor, could he be planning to cause trouble in Yuanwu?"
Young Master of the Zhou Family?
Jiang Fan looked up into the distance and, sure enough, saw a familiar face walking in from the school gate: Zhou Zhengjiao.
Although we're supposed to be acquaintances, we've only met once.
That one time left a deep impression on him.
To this day, he still doesn't understand why Zhou Zhengjiao, the young master of the Zhou Family, clung to his leg so tightly, calling him "Brother Thigh" repeatedly, and even risking his life to protect him, seemingly more desperate than protecting his son.
strangeness?
Why is Zhou Zhengjiao? He looks like a storm is brewing. What happened?
Just as Jiang Fan was thinking this, he heard voices of discussion from the side again.
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's all because of Zhou Yanchen!"
" Zhou Yanchen? Isn't that Zhou Zhengjiao's nephew? What happened to him?"
"What the heck! Are you browsing 2G? Don't you ever use the campus network? Even if you don't, things have blown up this big, you must have heard something about it, right?"
"I've had some insights these past few days and have been in seclusion cultivating. I really don't know what's going on. Stop beating around the bush and just tell me already, I'm dying to know!"
Jiang Fan usually wasn't very interested in gossip that didn't concern him, but perhaps it was Zhou Zhengjiao's strange behavior that made him unable to resist paying attention.
" Zhou Yanchen hasn't been home for two days; he's very likely missing from school," the man said.
Disappeared at school? No way!
"It's true, I'm not lying to you. Otherwise, why would the young master of the Zhou Family come here in person?"
Just as everyone was talking, Zhou Zhengjiao strode over, and the others quickly shut up.
Jiang Fan watched Zhou Zhengjiao pass by him. Just as he was staring at him like everyone else, Zhou Zhengjiao suddenly stopped and turned around sharply.
Jiang Fan's heart skipped a beat at that glance, but his expression remained calm.
Zhou Zhengjiao walked up to Jiang Fan in a few steps, frowning as he looked him up and down.
Jiang Fan instinctively tried to pull his fingers back, but he held back.
"Is something the matter?"
"Hiss--wait? I feel like I've seen you somewhere before?"
One sentence made Jiang Fan's heart jump instantly.
No way? I've been recognized?
How did you recognize it?
Given how covered in mud on his face, he felt that even if his parents were there, they might not have recognized him.
Moreover, he was just staring at Zhou Zhengjiao like everyone else present, without revealing anything unusual.
"I don't think so. This is the first time I've met you." Jiang Fan maintained his composure.
"Really not? No, my strong intuition tells me I've definitely seen you."
Zhou Zhengjiao brought his face closer, scrutinizing Jiang Fan closely, not missing a single detail, while muttering to himself.
"Strange? Where have I seen you before?"
He racked his brains, feeling as if he would miss out on a thousand tons of Qi and Blood Raw Stone if he couldn't come up with an answer.