Chapter 1308: Chapter 52: I’ve Been Targeted [2-in-1]

But Ren Chun and others are like wavering between hell and the mortal world every day. Perhaps they don’t have the innate talent as the children in the early training camp, but in terms of resilience and stress resistance, they far exceed by tens of times!

This is a result of the survival environment, an unchangeable fact.

Fang Che went back to watch the little guys practice for a while. He initially wanted to immediately convene Mo Gan Yun and the others for a meeting, but it wasn’t until the evening when everyone came back exhausted that Fang Che finally gathered them.

"You all choose an executive vice principal to regularly make appearances at the Nirvana Martial Arts Academy from now on."

After a brief explanation, Fang Che immediately stated the purpose.

"Why?"

Everyone was puzzled: "With you, Boss, there, do we still need to?"

Fang Che didn’t explain: "I told you to choose, so hurry up and choose! As soon as you decide, I’ll report it."

Nobody wanted to take on extra trouble.

In the end, they chose Feng Xiangdong for the position.

Feng Xiangdong is mature and steady, a brother of the Feng family, absolutely reliable, with formidable backing.

Fang Che felt relieved at once.

As he would gradually step back, if there were a day when he fell from grace, having Feng Xiangdong as vice principal would ensure that the Nirvana Martial Arts Academy remains like a steadfast reef, unaffected by storms.

He was constantly preparing for the worst.

Always arranging every step of his retreat.

The Nirvana Martial Arts Academy was just one part.

Then there’s the people in Baiyun State who had received his favors before, and during this period, the brothel women who had also benefited from him.

Plus those he had found who helped reunite his children and family.

Fang Che would carefully select people for them, so in case of trouble, they could have a safe haven amidst the chaos.

Otherwise, many of these people would die.

When a storm arose, exposing Yemo, and the overwhelming tides surged...

Even Dongfang Sansan might not be able to suppress it.

Yet Fang Che deeply understood human nature’s malice.

In such a situation, killing a few people is as simple as stepping on ants.

Having settled Feng Xiangdong.

Then the brothers began to eat.

During this time, Ren Chun and the little guys had already gotten used to the place; they had their pots, pans, and bowls, keeping themselves busy cooking their meals.

Then they firmly refused to go out to eat with the elder brothers.

They were clear about their position, knowing they were the pitiful ones rescued by the elder brothers, and therefore, part of the Fang Family.

But not guests. Who takes their servants, nurtured from a young age, out to eat at restaurants every day?

Although the elder brothers might not treat them as servants, they must keep it in mind!

If they couldn’t even grasp this level of propriety, they might be abandoned again in the future, which would indeed be the end of everything for them.

Ren Chun almost instilled this theory every day.

Each little guy now has a particularly accurate understanding of themselves.

A variety of courtesies, various taboos, different etiquettes, and worldly wisdom... all were being learned by Ren Chun and Ren Dong before teaching them to their companions.

Last time, when buying books, Ren Chun specifically bought a book on these, just for himself and his companions to have a footing.

It can be said that he has already thought far ahead.

For the average person, perhaps it’s: Why should I be a servant for someone else when I’m so awesome? Moreover, to work so hard to excel as one.

But for Ren Chun and the others... this was already their paradise!

So now, Ren Chun’s constant teaching to his brothers is about having a heart of gratitude!

Because Ren Chun had seen much, he feared.

In the future, after growing up, they’d inevitably face countless temptations of the Red Dust World, and should anyone betray the elder brother, it would surely sever this affection.

The heavens could be mended, but the wounds of the heart are hard to heal.

That’s how it was.

He treasured it greatly; thus, he continued to teach, incessantly, almost like brainwashing. While doing what he needs to do, he does not understand the concept of preparing for adversity.

Yet, he would never want to ruin this bond. Thanks to the efforts of Ren Chun and his siblings, the affinity and support towards Fang Che and Ye Meng from Little Ninth is constantly growing.

...

On the street.

Seeing the patrollers coming out to find a place to eat, countless residents greeted them warmly.

"Captain Fang."

"Good day, Wind Patrol!"

"Good day, Yu Patrol..."

"Inspector Xue also came out for a meal."

As they walked along.

Dongyun Yu, with a face like the bottom of a pot. Looking very aggrieved.

"Why is no one greeting me?"

Fang Che said lightly: "Perhaps they feel the earth-shaking power of your Divine Sword."

Everyone laughed.

Dongyun Yu snorted, turned his head, and suddenly saw a fat man walking into Hongyun Restaurant ahead.

Suddenly, his gaze sharpened.

The fat man’s ear was missing a section at the top, neatly sliced off, and there was a corresponding scar on the back of his head.

Straight.

"Isn’t this Duan Erpi, the Donghai Hall Master from the Qinglong Gang? Duan Tang?"

Dongyun Yu immediately shifted his gaze, secretly communicating with Fang Che.

Fang Che’s gaze swept over calmly, his expression unchanged. He transmitted, "Divine Sense monitoring, don’t alert him, the distance is too far, too many ordinary people."

Dongyun Yu, with a mischievous grin, said, "I’m also handsome and charming..."

Revealing a cheeky look.

But he already had a plan in mind.

It’s definitely him!

Even if I could be mistaken, Boss Fang definitely wouldn’t be wrong.

Fang Che’s face was as calm as water. He actually noticed this Duan Erpi earlier than Dongyun Yu; moreover, he distinctly noted that when this Qinglong Gang Hall Master entered the restaurant, he intentionally or unintentionally showcased his earless side to them.

Then he paused briefly before nonchalantly walking inside.

Fang Che’s mind was immediately on high alert!

Something’s not right!

Absolutely not normal!

The group of nine walked forward, easy and carefree, smiling.

Across from the restaurant.

Wenxin Moxiang Bookstore.

Sikong Dou was already standing at the entrance, and when he saw Fang Che from afar, he greeted him with a smiling face: "Isn’t this Captain Fang... Captain Fang coming to dine again, what a coincidence, would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"

The old fellow’s face was awkwardly courteous.

With some unconscious fawning.

Obviously, the embarrassment from that day hadn’t dissipated yet, especially upon seeing Fang Che again, it made him feel even more uncomfortable.

That guilt surged, extremely uncomfortable.

He just wanted to restore their relationship immediately, back to how it was initially.

No matter what it takes, he’d spare no expense.

Feng Xiangdong and others were stunned, did something happen after that day? How did Fang Che get so close to this thief boss?

Since when did the relationship become this way?

Fang Che kindly said, "Isn’t this Boss Si, Boss Si opened shop, how has business been lately? Has it been unaffected by us?"

"Not at all."

Sikong Dou hurriedly smiled: "Are you here... to dine? Let me host."

Fang Che laughed heartily: "You worked hard for your earnings, best to keep it for yourself, we’ll manage on our own, Boss Si, goodbye."

Waved to Sikong Dou, leading the group into Hongyun Restaurant.

Sikong Dou watched them go in, a smile still on his face, sighing in his heart.

He could clearly feel Fang Che’s politeness and distancing.

Even though, in public, Fang Che had to be this way, his spiritual sense was extraordinary, and he could clearly sense Fang Che’s unaffected heart.

Even somewhat indifferent.

"He truly hasn’t forgiven me."

Sikong Dou felt somewhat sad.

Turning back into his shop, pondering how to begin and shatter Fang Che’s obstinacy, breaking through that cold heart.

Just then...

In a nearby crowd, a plain-looking middle-aged man in blue clothes shot a sharp glance at Sikong Dou’s back.

Pondering in his heart: Isn’t this Sikong Dou? Why did this thief suddenly come over? Did he steal something valuable from me?

Touching his sword hilt, the man frowned in thought.

Should I chop this thief down with one strike?

He always felt this thief posed some threat to his son.

Thinking and thinking, his feet involuntarily moved closer to Hongyun Restaurant, touched his pocket without money, and casually picked up some silver notes from someone nearby, then leisurely went upstairs to eat.

With the thief here, how can losing silver notes be my fault?

Sikong Dou had just reached his store entrance when he suddenly turned sharply.

Because just moments ago, he felt a distinct malice.

That was a kind of malice potent enough to be mortal.

Sharp as a needle, pricking him.

The old thief felt a chill run down his spine instantly but quickly turned around, yet found nothing.

Frowning immediately: "Who is it?!"

He had no doubt about his own perception, it was definitely some expert, casting a glance full of killing intent!

This was definitely correct. But who is this expert?

Sikong Dou sensed a deep crisis, someone who could be behind him without being detected must be an extraordinary expert among experts!

He immediately sent a message to Emperor Ye: "Old er, I seem to have been spotted by a top expert."