In the final analysis, Ancestor Longyan was still the Wang Longyan of those days, that proud and somewhat domineering young woman. It was only that, as her age and the responsibilities on her shoulders had grown, she had constantly reined in her original temperament.
Still, no matter what, Ancestor Longyan was the person he respected most. In this life, she had sacrificed far, far too much for the Clan. Even if she was willful once in a while, Wang Shouzhe would support her with all his might.
Wang Shouzhe pondered briefly and said, "Ancestor, you mean you're preparing to take out that Zuoqiu kid?"
"Take out?" Ancestor Longyan was slightly startled, and a little hesitation rose in her. "Though that boy's gaze is lecherous, his crime does not warrant death. A lesson will do. Besides, he comes from a fourth-rank aristocratic clan. It would not be wise to forge a death feud."
"Shouzhe understands." Wang Shouzhe nodded. "In that case, things are simple. That boy is not much different from me in age. I may as well use my status as someone of the same generation to provoke him into a public spar. This way, regardless of victory or defeat, the conflict will not be magnified, and I guarantee I'll help Ancestor vent this anger."
Originally, given Wang Shouzhe's temperament, he was not very likely to do something that would create such a meaningless dispute. If there was a conflict, he would generally resolve whatever could be resolved. If it truly could not be resolved and became a life-and-death grudge, then either he would not act at all, or once he acted, he would certainly resolve the "problem."
"Good." Though Ancestor Longyan very much wanted to act herself, her seniority was right there. If she directly attacked the Zuoqiu boy,