For many years, the couple had been deeply devoted to each other.
But she never imagined that her running away from ho would lead to them being forever parted by death.
As for Ironman’s past, Shui Qianrou couldn’t explain it clearly. Seeing she wasn’t in a good state, Fang Shuwen told her to go rest.
Only Fang Shuwen and Fang Lingxin were left in the courtyard. Fang Lingxin gazed at Shui Qianrou’s room, a hint of worry in her eyes.
"Master, the things you said... did you really an them, or were you just trying to comfort her?"
"Both."
Fang Shuwen’s answer was a bit ambiguous.
Fang Lingxin blinked her big eyes.
"What do you an, ’both’? I thought what you said made a lot of sense...
"Anyway, I don’t think Xiao Rou’er’s brother can be a bad person."
"Why?"
Fang Shuwen found that strange.
"How could a big brother be a bad person?"
Fang Lingxin said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world,
"I have a big brother, too. Even though I’ve never t him, I just know he can’t be a bad person."
"..."
Fang Shuwen felt a faint warmth spread through his chest and suddenly asked,
"What kind of person do you think he is, your brother you’ve never t? If he’s still alive, that is."
"I don’t know."
Fang Lingxin rested her chin on her hand and murmured, it was hard to tell if she was talking to herself or to Fang Shuwen.
"I don’t know what kind of person he is, but I know he must have suffered a lot, unlike , who grew up in luxury.
"So, if I ever find my brother, I have to be good to him.
"I’ll make him forget all the hardships he’s suffered over the years.
"And... my brother will definitely be gentle with .
"He’ll buy tasty snacks, and he’ll protect . He’ll hold an umbrella for when it rains and carry on his back across muddy paths...
"He won’t be like you, Master, always scolding ."
Fang Shuwen had been feeling touched, but this sudden final sentence left him not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
He reached out and ruffled Fang Lingxin’s hair.
"Go to bed early. You can have anything you want in your dreams."
"...And another thing, my brother would definitely not ruffle my hair like this!"
Fang Lingxin stuck her tongue out at Fang Shuwen.
"You silly girl, always daydreaming about good things."
Fang Shuwen said with a laugh,
"Aren’t you afraid the brother in your dreams will be completely different from your real brother?"
"I’m not afraid."
Fang Lingxin said with a serious expression,
"No matter what kind of person he is, he’s still my brother."
Fang Shuwen sighed softly.
"You’re right..."
Fang Lingxin didn’t chat with Fang Shuwen for long. After exchanging a few more words, she was still worried about Shui Qianrou and went to her room to look after her.
Fang Shuwen went to the kitchen and boiled so water. He rummaged through the cabinets; almost everything in the house was new. He soon found so tea leaves and brewed himself a pot.
It was freezing cold outside. The tea stead, and he stared blankly at the rising vapor.
The sound of footsteps approached from a distance, quickly reaching the front door.
Suddenly, he heard an "Oof!" Fang Shuwen frowned and glanced toward the main gate. With a flick of his five fingers, the gate swung open.
Ironman was kneeling before the door, his forehead covered in a cold sweat and his face a mask of astonishnt.
Hearing the gate open, he looked up and t Fang Shuwen’s gaze.
After a mont of silence from both, Ironman stood up as if nothing had happened. He glanced at the pit by the entrance, then looked at Fang Shuwen with suspicion in his eyes.
Fang Shuwen didn’t explain...
No one would believe a donkey had dug that pit.
He just spoke quietly,
"Find him?"
Ironman shook his head, stepped over the pit, and entered the courtyard. His gaze swept the area, not finding Shui Qianrou.
"Where is the Young Palace Master?"
"Resting in her room."
"I’m staying here."
"That’s not necessary."
"You have no right to make decisions for the Young Palace Master."
"Why don’t you ask her yourself?"
"..."
Ironman took a deep breath.
"I don’t trust you."
"I don’t need your trust."
"Who exactly are you?"
By now, Ironman was gritting his teeth.
Fang Shuwen was about to speak, but the words died on his lips as he hesitated.
A na could be a double-edged sword.
The three words "Demon Evil God" were too blood-soaked. Saying them would likely inspire only fear, with little other benefit.
But as Fang Shuwen had said, it didn’t matter whether Ironman trusted him or not.
What mattered was that Shui Qianrou believed him.
So, he said softly,
"I need you to do sothing."
"..."
Ironman said nothing.
Fang Shuwen didn’t wait for an answer, simply continuing on his own,
"I want you to use whatever ans necessary to cause a stir, one that could only be from the Celestial Water Palace.
"That way, Shui Qianliu, who’s hiding in Pojun City, will notice and co looking for you."
"...You’re asking for the impossible."
"Is it that difficult?"
Fang Shuwen frowned.
"From what Shui Qianrou said, your Celestial Water Palace is quite powerful. You can’t even manage sothing like this?"
"Even if I could, what makes you think the Eldest Young Master would co looking?"
Ironman said in a low voice,
"You know nothing, yet you dare to spout such nonsense?"
"Oh? Since it’s sothing I don’t know, why don’t you enlighten ?"
"..."
Ironman’s face darkened as he said,
"The affairs of my Celestial Water Palace are none of your..."
Fang Shuwen waved his hand dismissively.
"Enough nonsense. If you don’t tell , I’ll have Shui Qianrou tell . Or I’ll have Shui Qianrou order you to tell . The result is the sa. Let’s not waste ti here."
"You!"
Ironman couldn’t help but take a step forward, but he hadn’t forgotten what happened at the Celestial Wolf Institute.
The furious palm strike he had unleashed then hadn’t even lasted a single exchange against this young man. If his opponent hadn’t shown rcy, he would have been dead long ago.
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