Chapter 40: He Is Not Worthy

"Interesting." Jiang Wang smiled.

"Are you going?" Linghe asked.

"Why wouldn't I go?" Jiang Wang turned to An'an and said, "Brother will take you out for a feast, how about it?"

Jiang An'an nodded her little head very seriously.

Linghe then tidied his clothes and took his sword along.

"Hey!" Jiang Wang stopped him: "You don't need to come, it's not like we're going to fight."

Meeting Linghe's gaze, Jiang Wang added: "Don't worry, the Fang family isn't that stupid."

Linghe thought for a moment and agreed that it made sense, so he put down his sword and sat down cross-legged. For him, if there was nothing else to do, he could cultivate all day long.

Cultivation held a different kind of world; cultivation was a joy in itself.

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On the way to the Moon Gazing Tower, An'an suddenly looked up and asked, "Are the Fang family bad people?"

"Oh?" Jiang Wang looked at her with interest: "Why do you say that?"

"Because even Brother Linghe wants to beat them up," Jiang An'an said.

Jiang Wang laughed.

Linghe's personality made it rare for him to show hostility towards anyone.

"Then let's not go eat," Jiang An'an said again.

"No, we have to go eat, and we have to eat with style and eat with skill." Jiang Wang deliberately said, "If we eat the bad guys broke, we'll be doing a good deed, understand?"

Jiang An'an bit her thumb, thoughtfully, and nodded her head.

"Smack!"

"Don't bite your fingers!"

Wangjiang City has a Wangjiang Tower, which is very grand and famous far and wide. The Moon Gazing Tower in Maplewood City, with a similar name, pales in comparison.

This tower isn't tall, only three stories. But to be named "Moon Gazing," it inevitably falls short of its name and becomes a laughingstock.

However, the dishes in this tower are rarely delicious. Therefore, it has always been a thriving business in Maplewood City.

Jiang Wang carried Jiang An'an into the Moon Gazing Tower and was immediately led to a private room by a servant of the Fang family.

A middle-aged man with a calm demeanor and a rather refined face stood up to greet them: "Nephew!"

His smile became even warmer as he looked at An'an: "This must be your sister? She's so adorable."

Jiang Wang had met Fang Zehou before. Back when he and Fang Pengju were close, Fang Zehou had invited them to dinner more than once. At that time, Fang Zehou treated his nephew with great care and high expectations. After Fang Pengju died, because his death was dishonorable, no one in the Fang family was willing to come forward to bury him.

He didn't want to be called "nephew," so Jiang Wang greeted him: "Greetings, Clan Leader Fang."

"Not yet, not yet," Fang Zehou smiled, then beckoned for a string of gold beads from a servant and handed them to Jiang An'an: "It's our first time meeting, Uncle will give you a gift!"

Jiang An'an turned her head away and buried her face in Jiang Wang's arms. In her little mind, she had already decided that this was a bad guy, and she wouldn't even talk to him.

As Jiang Wang put Jiang An'an down to sit in front of the table, he said, "The little girl is shy, don't mind it. Forget about the gift, Mr. Fang might as well get straight to the point. What's the matter that you invited me to meet?"

Fang Zehou had donated to become a magistrate, holding an official position. This "Mr. Fang" wasn't out of place.

"No rush, no rush." Fang Zehou didn't show the slightest embarrassment on his face, waved his hand to have the servant put away the string of gold beads, and then said, "First try the signature dish here, lotus leaf chicken."

Jiang An'an had already decided to eat the bad guy broke, and was about to start eating when Jiang Wang grabbed her hand. Jiang Wang reached out his chopsticks, tasted each dish on the table, savored it for a while, and then picked out a few dishes and placed them in front of An'an.

"Brother has tasted them for you, these few dishes taste the best."

Jiang An'an wanted to complain, but the aroma of the lotus leaf chicken went straight into her nose, and now she didn't have time to complain. She reached out and tore off a chicken leg to eat.

Fang Zehou always smiled kindly, as if he didn't notice Jiang Wang's precautions at all.

"The siblings have a really good relationship," he praised.

"Just raising her," Jiang Wang said casually.

Jiang An'an glared at him, but her mouth was too busy, so she resentfully took another bite of the chicken wing.

Jiang Wang didn't care and continued to ask, "I wonder what it is that Mr. Fang invited me here for..."

Fang Zehou suddenly sighed and his face became heavy: "Regarding Pengju's matter, our Fang family owes you an apology."

Involving Fang Pengju, Jiang Wang couldn't help but become serious. No matter what the matter was, Fang Pengju was already dead, so grudges and favors were settled. He didn't want to, and didn't need to, continue to attack Fang Pengju's spirit tablet after his death.

"It's all in the past," Jiang Wang said.

"Although nephew says so, our Fang family can't not show our gratitude," Fang Zehou pushed a small box across the table: "Here are a hundred taels of pure gold, a token of our apology."

"Fang Pengju was responsible for his own actions," Jiang Wang didn't have the mood to play games anymore, he didn't even look at the box of gold, "Just tell me what's the matter."

Fang Zehou nodded, "Pengju was once the hope of our Fang family, with unlimited prospects. He was killed by you in a life-and-death battle. Although it was his own fault, our Fang family hasn't caused you any trouble because of it, right?"

"That's right." This was a fact, and Jiang Wang didn't need to deny it.

"Now, uncle has a request for you."

Jiang Wang looked at him, signaling him to continue.

Fang Zehou said, "After Pengju's death, the younger generation of our Fang family only has Heling who is considered capable. I can only suppress my grief and put all my care for Pengju on Heling. He is also very competitive, cultivates very hard, and his cultivation is even higher than yours. But..."

Jiang Wang raised his eyebrows, knowing that the main event was coming.

"Before, in the battle with you, he was defeated in confidence and the whole person collapsed. He locked himself in his room and drowned his sorrows in alcohol all day long. If this continues, I worry that he... will become useless." Speaking of this, even an old fox like Fang Zehou, his voice trembled slightly.

After all, he was his only direct son.

"So?" Jiang Wang asked.

"This is a bit difficult to say." Fang Zehou said, "But uncle is still shamelessly hoping that you can go to Heling and apologize, saying that you used... dishonorable means in the duel to help him regain his confidence."

Jiang Wang almost laughed, "How can I admit to something I didn't do?"

"It won't be for nothing, it won't be for nothing!" Fang Zehou repeatedly said: "After it's done, in addition to this box of pure gold, I will give you another hundred taels of pure gold! You just have to pretend to lower your head once..."

Jiang Wang tapped the box of gold with his finger and indeed laughed: "The Fang family has also produced cultivators, Mr. Fang, I remember, is an eighth-rank Zhoutian realm cultivator? What is the significance of these so-called gold and silver to cultivators?"

He pressed his finger on the small box and gently pushed it back.

Fang Zehou immediately took out a small brocade box from his arms, carefully opened it, and placed it in front of Jiang Wang.

The Dao Yuan fluctuations in the brocade box almost instantly attracted Jiang Wang's attention.

"Here is a Dao Yuan stone. For cultivators, I think it is meaningful." Fang Zehou expressed it very sincerely, "As long as you bow your head slightly, it's yours."

This Dao Yuan stone, of course, has meaning! Compared to ordinary gold, silver and jewelry, Dao Yuan stones are the hard currency of cultivators, which can not only assist in cultivation, but also be used to replenish consumption at any time. Moreover, the Dao Yuan stone in front of him has not been used, has enough weight, and contains a full hundred Dao Yuan.

For Jiang Wang, as long as he absorbs this Dao Yuan stone, he will almost immediately reach the foundation-laying standard!

He finally knew why Fang Heling was able to lay the foundation so quickly, and even approached the completion of the Small Zhoutian Cycle.

But, Jiang Wang just gently closed the box, "Perhaps, as you said, my bow is not worth a penny."

He pushed the brocade box back as well, "But Fang Heling, he doesn't deserve it."

He was the one who was provoked, and he was the one who was forced to fight. Where does the reasoning come from that he should apologize? If you lose and collapse, who can you blame? Are the weak naturally just, and are you right if you're weak?

Dao Yuan stones are important, but principle is more important.

"Don't think about yourself, also consider your sister." Fang Zehou slowly said: "She's still studying in private school, right?"

At this time, Jiang An'an was still eating with both hands, burying her head in the food, with grease all over her mouth. She had no idea what the adults were talking about.

Jiang Wang's gaze suddenly tightened, and for the first time, he had such clear and unreserved killing intent.

Fang Zehou barely looked him in the eye, and even had the urge to jump out of the window and escape. He then realized that the teenager in front of him was completely different from his son. He was definitely not a delicate seedling raised in a greenhouse, but a young beast who had already experienced wind and rain and struggled to survive!

"Hahahaha." Jiang Wang suddenly laughed a few times, got up and picked up Jiang An'an: "No more eating, let's go home."

No matter what he thought in his heart, he would not show off his bravery and fierceness in front of Jiang An'an, and would not put Jiang An'an in danger.

"Woo... woo..." Jiang An'an swallowed the meat in her mouth with difficulty. She was already in Jiang Wang's arms, but her eyes were still fixed on the dishes on the table.

"Consider it... a request!" Behind him, Fang Zehou said like that.

But Jiang Wang had already hugged his sister and pushed the door out without stopping.

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