Gone

Fang Yu stopped and looked at Yang Liuzhi. "Do you know whose people I work for?"

Yang Liuzhi respectfully, "I am naturally aware of Master Fang's identity, and so is Third Master Wu. You are a member of the Embroidered Robe Bureau and also a member of the Sun Household."

Fang Yu laughed. His identity had already been made public when he was looking for people, and his allegiance to the Sun Household was naturally impossible to hide. But these people knew his identity and still dared to come looking for him. It seemed that they were either after the Embroidered Robe Bureau or the Sun Household.

The Embroidered Robe Bureau hadn't contacted him for a long time, so they must have already withdrawn to Long City. Therefore, his status as an outsider of the Embroidered Robe Bureau was not so important to the local forces.

In Bei'an Prefecture City, only three families could disregard the power of the Embroidered Robe Bureau: the Wu, Hu, and Sun families, the Grandmaster Aristocratic Clan.

The Jixiang Gambling House is controlled by the Wu Household's subordinate forces. Now that the other party knows he is from the Sun Household, they are still causing trouble for him. So this is not targeting him, but the Sun Household behind him.

Or perhaps it was a small operation to test the Sun Household, or a way to strike at Sun Household.

But why choose him?

Furthermore, his younger sister is a member of the Grain Gang Grain Gang, which is backed by the Hu Household. Is the Wu Household trying to target both the second and third sons at the same time? Or are their subordinates too arrogant, or are they acting on their own initiative?

Fang Yu in thought, Fang Yu turned and walked back. Yang Liuzhi quickly followed, asking, "Master Fang, where are you going?"

"Where else can we go? Home to get the banknotes!"

Fang Yu smiled.

"Ah!" Yang Liuzhi seemed surprised that Fang Yu would say such a thing, and immediately said, "You want to pay back the money?"

Fang Yu glared at him and said, "Isn't that obvious? It's only natural that the son should pay for the father's debts. Besides, my old father sold me off, so I have to hurry up and redeem myself!"

Yang Liuzhi paused for a moment, then blurted out, "Aren't you going to look for Sixth Master Sun?"

"No need to trouble Sixth Master with such a small matter!" Fang Yu said, quickening his pace.

Yang Liuzhi paused, gave a wink to the person beside him, and then followed. The person quickly left, seemingly to deliver a message.

Fang Yu returned home and found Jiang Yue. "Quickly, get me three hundred taels of silver!"

"What do you need so much silver for?" Jiang Yue asked as she entered the house.

"My gambling father owes money, and now he's come looking for me!" Fang Yu replied.

"Ah! How did we end up owing so much? Could we have been set up?" Jiang Yue said as she went into the inner room.

"Of course!" Fang Yu said.

"So you're just going to pay like this?" Jiang Yue asked.

"Bring them out first, then we'll talk about revenge!" Fang Yu said.

Jiang Yue came out from the inner room, handed three silver notes to Fang Yu, and then said aggressively, "You're right, bring the person out first, and then take revenge!"

Fang Yu took the money, turned around and walked out. As soon as he stepped outside, he saw Yang Liuzhi waiting at the door.

Fang Yu flicked the silver notes in his hand and said, "Three hundred taels, not a penny less. Let's get going!"

"Yes, yes!" Yang Liuzhi twice, as if he wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and then didn't say anything.

The street where Jixiang Gambling House was located was connected to North Peace Avenue, so he arrived at the gambling house in just a short while.

Upon entering, there was a cacophony of shouts and various foul odors. Fang Yu glanced at the gamblers inside the gambling den and followed Yang Liuzhi to the back room.

Once inside the back room, the shouting subsided considerably. Sitting in the main hall was an elderly man holding a pair of iron balls in his hands; he was none other than Third Master Wu, the head manager of the Jixiang Gambling House.

"Third Master Wu!" Fang Yu greeted him with a fist and palm salute, then said with a smile, "My father has troubled you. I've brought the silver; may I meet him?"

Third Master Wu twirled the iron bladder in his hand, a smile spreading across his face. "Master Fang is truly straightforward. I had no choice; please forgive me!"

As he spoke, they all said, "Hurry up and bring Xu Bao here!"

Several men left, and after a while, they dragged one person back into the hall.

The man had a leopard-like head and bulging eyes, and lived up to his name. As soon as he saw Fang Yu, he wailed, "My son, you've finally come! Quickly, quickly, repay the money for your father!"

Fang Yu smiled and took out the three hundred taels of silver notes, handing them to a man standing nearby.

The man took the silver note, went to Third Master Wu's side, and handed it over. Third Master Wu looked at the silver, raised his hand, and the man took out a contract from his pocket and handed it to Fang Yu.

Fang Yu took the contract, opened it, and carefully examined its contents and Xu Bao's signature and seal. Confirming it was the original, he tucked it into his robes and bowed slightly to Third Master Wu, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, Master Wu. I won't disturb you any longer!"

"Take care, Master Fang!" Third Master Wu returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

Fang Yu walked out, Yang Bao quickly followed, saying as they walked, "You've really made something of yourself these days. I heard you've even gotten close to the Sun Household and the Embroidered Robe Bureau. That job must be very lucrative, right? You came up with three hundred taels of silver so easily. Hurry up and give your father another three hundred taels."

Fang Yu continued walking forward and asked, "Did you write that contract?"

Yang Bao seemed not to hear Fang Yu's words, took two steps and said urgently, "I'm talking to you, hurry up and bring me three hundred taels of silver."

Fang Yu continued walking forward and asked, "Was that contract something you were forced to write?"

"How dare you talk to your father like that? I'm asking you to give me the money!" Yang Bao said, stepping forward to grab Fang Yu's shoulder.

"Snap! Crack... Ugh..."

Fang Yu's shoulder sank, and his right elbow slammed into Yang Bao's chest, causing the chest to cave in. The next moment, Fang Yu turned and appeared behind him, using both hands to pin down Xu Bao's head immediately turned around, and they made eye contact.

"Father, what's wrong!"

Fang Yu shouted, pushed the head back with both hands, then hugged the corpse and wailed loudly.

"My father came... why did you leave so soon...?"

He wailed all the way to his hometown, quickly entered the courtyard, threw the corpse into the yard, and shouted towards the main house:

"Mother... Mother... come out quickly... Father is gone..."

Amid Fang Yu's shouts, the door to the room opened, and Xiao Jiumei slowly walked out. She glanced at Yang Bao's corpse on the ground, then turned to look at Fang Yu.

"Stop shouting! Didn't you always wish your father were dead? Now that he's dead, our family is finally free!"

Fang Yu's cries stopped abruptly. "Mother, what are you saying? He was my father after all. Now that he's dead, as his son, I should cry a little, shouldn't I? Um, are we still going to hold the funeral?"

Xiao Jiumei turned and went back to her room, saying, "If you want to do it, take it back to your home, don't do it here!"

"Bang!"

Fang Yu looked at the closed door, reached out and hoisted Yang Bao's body onto his shoulder, then turned and left the courtyard, heading towards the mass grave outside the city.

Xiao Jiumei was unwilling to hold a funeral for Yang Bao, then his fake son, who had come back from the dead, was even less likely to receive a grand funeral. He was simply thrown into a mass grave, and that would be the end of it.