Chapter 175 - 175 Thank You, Sister Ah Tao
175 Thank You, Sister Ah Tao
Ji Zhao stared at the scar-faced man and had a bad feeling.
“Stop it!” Fan Xuancao, who was kneeling in front of the mourning hall, did not expect that someone would suddenly rush into the mourning hall and smash it. She shouted in pain. Unfortunately, those people seemed to be determined to destroy the entire mourning hall!
Fan Xuancao immediately rushed forward, but was kicked to the ground by the short and fat scar-faced man in the lead!
“Xuancao!” Shen Yao hurriedly shielded her behind him. Then, he looked coldly at the scar-faced man in front of him and asked in a low voice, “What exactly do you want to do?”
“Get lost!”
That group of people came aggressively and smashed the entire mourning hall into pieces. Before they left, they wanted to take Fan Xuancao away, but Shen Yao tried his best to stop them!
“Who exactly are you? What do you want to do? How dare you commit murder in broad daylight and snatch a civilian girl? Do you still have the law in your eyes?” Ji Zhao hurriedly helped Fan Xuancao up and questioned the group of black-clothed people with sharp words.
The short and fat scar-faced man in the lead narrowed his eyes and stared at Ji Zhao. Then, he sneered. “Where did this little girl come from? She’s very fierce, huh? Interesting!”
The scar-faced man gave a look to the lean man behind him. The latter immediately understood and went straight for Ji Zhao. He stretched out his demonic claws and was about to tear her clothes—
Shen Yao rushed forward and grabbed the skinny man’s wrist!
Crack! The man’s wrist was crushed by Shen Yao!
“Do you want to die?” The scar-faced man instantly pulled out the large saber at his waist and stabbed in Shen Yao’s direction!
“Stop!”
Qin Minghong, who had rushed over, berated angrily.
The guard behind him immediately drew his sword and flew over, neatly shattering the saber in the scar-faced man’s hand!
“I advise you to mind your own business!” Scarface’s arm suddenly hurt. He stared at Qin Minghong and gritted his teeth fiercely.
Qin Minghong took out a badge from his pocket and said softly, “I don’t want to interfere, but these two are my friends. I hope you can leave early on account of this badge?”
After seeing the badge clearly, the scar-faced man waved his arm reluctantly and brought the group of people behind him away.
“Brother Shen, Ah Tao, are you alright?” Qin Minghong hurried forward and asked with concern.
“I’m fine.” Ji Zhao smiled gratefully. “Young Master Qin, thank you for appearing in time just now!”
“Thank you.” Shen Yao bowed to him from the bottom of his heart.
“Aren’t you guys too polite?” Qin Minghong smiled nonchalantly. Then, he looked at the mess around him. “There’s a teahouse nearby. Shall we sit down and talk?”
“Might as well.”
However, Fan Xuancao was unwilling to leave the mourning hall. No matter how Shen Yao persuaded her, she still knelt in the middle of the mourning hall and sobbed silently.
Ji Zhao thought for a moment, walked to her side, and said softly, “Miss Fan, you saw the faces of that group of people just now. If they return, do you think you can deal with them alone? Old Master Fan’s death has already become a fact. The most important thing for you now is to find the truth and use your own strength to avenge your father.”
“You mean, didn’t my father commit suicide to avoid punishment?” Fan Xuancao suddenly looked up and asked in a low voice.
“Miss Fan, no one knows better than you what kind of person your father is. Why don’t you ask yourself if your father is really the kind of person who steals?”
Ji Zhao chuckled softly and walked up to Qin Minghong. “Young Master Qin, I saw that your guard’s martial arts skills are not bad. Can you ask him to stay here and take care of Miss Fan for the time being?”
“Sure.” Qin Minghong readily agreed.
Zen Teahouse.
The private room on the second floor was quiet and elegant.
Qin Minghong asked for a pot of Longjing tea before the rain. He personally poured a cup and handed it to Shen Yao.
“Thank you,” Shen Yao said in a low voice. “It’s all thanks to Young Master Qin just now. But why did Young Master Qin go to the Fan family’s mourning hall?”
“Of course, I don’t mean anything else. I’m just curious.”
“Old Master Fan was my first teacher,” Qin Minghong explained softly. “When I was young, the elders in my family invited Old Master Fan to my house to enlighten me. Mister Fan taught me the Three Character Classic and the Thousand Character Classic.”
“A few days ago, I happened to hear the news of Old Master Fan’s imprisonment, so I rushed over. Unfortunately… I was still a step too late.” Qin Minghong sighed softly, his tone filled with self-blame and regret. “If I had arrived in time, perhaps Mister…”
“Young Master Qin seems to know the group of people who came to smash the mourning hall just now?” Ji Zhao asked curiously. “That group of people is fierce and not to be trifled with. But they are willing to give Young Master Qin some face?”
“The scar-faced man in the lead is called Sun Xing,” Qin Minghong explained softly. “He’s from the Sun family and one of the hall masters of the Hongxing Gang. The reason why he was willing to give me some face just now was because of this badge.”
Qin Minghong took out the badge from his pocket. The badge looked like it was only the size of a palm. On it was engraved the delicate character ‘Cao’.
“The second leader of the Hongxing Gang is surnamed Cao. He’s also my uncle,” Qin Minghong explained concisely. “Sun Xing didn’t give me face just now. He was only willing to leave because of my uncle.”
“I didn’t expect Young Master Qin to be related to such forces?” Ji Zhao was quite surprised!
However, she was more curious about what Sun Xing wanted Shen Yao to hand over in her dream.
“Alright, let’s not talk about me anymore. Let’s talk about you guys.” Qin Minghong smiled and changed the topic. “The reason why I appeared in the Fan residence was to send Mister Fan off for the last time. However, I didn’t expect you guys to be here too.”
“Old Master Fan is my mentor.” Shen Yao thought for a moment and said frankly, “We’re also here to pay our respects to him.”
“I see.”
Two days later.
Old Master Fan was buried. Fan Xuancao packed her luggage and prepared to go to the neighboring county to seek refuge with her uncle.
Before she left, Ji Zhao personally made a gift for her.
“This little doll has a nice name.” Ji Zhao handed the item in his hand to her and explained in a gentle tone, “It’s called the Teru Teru Bozu Doll, but I’ve upgraded it, so there’s a string of small bells hanging under its skirt. In the future, when you hang it under the roof, as long as there’s a breeze, it’ll ring. At the same time, it’ll help you get rid of all your worries and welcome more happiness.”
“Thank you, Sister Ah Tao.” Fan Xuancao smiled gratefully.
If not for Sister Ah Tao accompanying her and comforting her these past two days, she would not have been able to walk out of the pain of losing her father.
“Xuancao, no matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, don’t be afraid. Face them with a smile. You will definitely be able to overcome all the difficulties!”
“Mm!”