Outside the tavern, Fan Xian packed a few breakfasts and was just about to leave when a group of black-armored knights surrounded the tavern.
Fan Xian was startled and immediately returned to the tavern, shouting.
"Brother Gang, Brother Gang, your store is surrounded."
Old Hu at the counter had already touched the hidden weapon. Wang Gang shook his head at him, saying that he should be patient.
Wang Gang stood up and walked to the door of the tavern. He saw the black knights separated into two columns and several people walking towards the tavern. It was Old Lady Fan and Fan Jian leading Fan Ruoruo.
"Brother Xiaogang." When Fan Ruoruo saw Wang Gang, he waved happily and said hello. Suddenly he remembered that his father was beside him, so he quickly put his hand down again, his face red.
Fan Jian couldn't care less about his daughter's gaffe at this moment, his eyes were filled with Wang Gang's face.
Mrs. Fan was right. Wang Gang's appearance was so similar to that of Fan Jian. When they stood together, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they were father and son.
Fan Jian was a little excited and wanted to quickly walk up to Wang Gang, but Mrs. Fan held him back.
Mrs. Fan looked around and said to the servant: "Housekeeper, we are dining here today. Please ask other guests in the store to leave. All losses will be borne by the house."
The butler took the order and ran into the tavern. He saw that there was no one else except Fan Xian.
"Master, my uncle is here, please go out to greet him!"
Fan Xian felt happy and said, "Did father come here in person? Then I have to go out."
A trace of disdain flashed in the butler's eyes, and he turned to Lao Hu and said, "Shopkeeper Hu, our uncle heard that the peach blossom stuffed wine in your store is famous in Danzhou. Come and taste it in person. Don't neglect it."
Lao Hu couldn't help but look at Wang Gang.
"Welcome the guests!" Wang Gang said calmly.
Lao Hu greeted the waiters and cleaned out the private room. All the tables, chairs and benches in the lobby were moved to the side, leaving a spacious aisle, and then invited Fan Jian and the others to come in.
Fan Xian had already paid a visit to his father at this time, but unlike what he imagined when a father and son met, Fan Jian's attitude towards him was very cold. He nodded with a straight face, hummed, and then said nothing more.
"You follow Grandma Rong back home first." Old Mrs. Fan said to Fan Xian.
Fan Xian was a little surprised, wondering why he was driving him home at this time and making himself look like an outsider.
"Grandma, I packed some breakfast. I wanted to take it back to my father to try." Fan Xian said expectantly.
Fan Jian said with a straight face: "Are these things a young master like you should do?"
Fan Xian's heart tightened and he couldn't help but lower his head, not daring to look at Fan Jian.
"Go back!" Mrs. Fan sighed: "Your father will test your homework later."
Fan Xian opened his mouth in surprise, but was met with Fan Jian's serious gaze.
"Grandma, let me go back home with my brother," Fan Ruoruo said.
Old Mrs. Fan thought for a moment, and since Wang Gang's identity cannot be exposed for the time being, Fan Ruoruo could just go back home first.
"Okay, Aunt Rong, please bring two more people to escort the young master and young lady back to the house." Old Mrs. Fan said.
Grandma Rong called the two black knights and left with Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo. Fan Xian turned back three times, always hoping that Fan Jian would ask him to stay and have breakfast together.
Old Mrs. Fan whispered to Fan Jian: "For Fan Xian's own good, we can't appear too close."
Fan Jian nodded knowingly, and then walked into the tavern. He was a little anxious when he found that Wang Gang was not there.
Mrs. Fan took Fan Jian to the box with ease, and then said to Old Hu: "Shopkeeper Hu, where is your young master? Let him come over."
Old Hu wondered: "Mrs. Fan, please forgive me, but my young master is feeling a little unwell today and cannot see the guests."
Fan Jian asked anxiously: "Is he sick? I brought the imperial doctor from Kyoto to check on him."
Lao Hu glanced at Fan Jian's face, which was very similar to Wang Gang's. After thinking for a moment, he said: "The young master said that it would be better not to see each other than to meet."
Fan Jian's heart trembled and he said, "He indeed already knows."
Mrs. Fan couldn't help but said: "Where is he? We must see him now."
Old Hu glanced at the backyard in embarrassment. Old Mrs. Fan understood and pulled Fan Jian towards the backyard.
"Heiqi, no one is allowed to go near the backyard." Mrs. Fan shouted sharply.
The two came to the backyard and saw Wang Gang combing the hair of the giant wolf's companion.
"Child." Mrs. Fan's eyes turned red, and Fan Jian's feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
Wang Gang sighed, turned to Mrs. Fan and said, "Old madam, why did you come here?"
"Child, when did you know this?" Mrs. Fan said worriedly.
Wang Gang glanced at Fan Jian, who was already crying, and said, "I have been to Kyoto City once and met Lord Fan from a distance."
Fan Jian cried: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I know I owe you!"
Wang Gang said calmly: "You shouldn't have come to see me, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but kill you."
Fan Jian was stunned, and Mrs. Fan was shocked.
"Son, it is true that your father did something wrong in what happened back then, but he is still your father. It is treason for a son to kill his father." Mrs. Fan said anxiously.
Wang Gang said coldly: "Humanity means that tigers can't eat their seeds. Since he doesn't want me to live, why can't I kill him?"
When Fan Jian heard this, he knelt down. His kneeling shocked old Mrs. Fan.
"Jian'er, you are his father, how can you kneel to him?"
Fan Jian said sadly: "Mother, don't stop me, this is all my fault."
Wang Gang calmly walked up to Fan Jian and said, "Actually, I almost wanted to kill you in Kyoto, but unfortunately there was a group of eighth-level guards around you at that time, so I didn't have the chance to do it."
Mrs. Fan was shocked and said: "You came to Danzhou just to lure your father out of Kyoto. You came to kill him!"
Wang Gang's indifferent expression chilled Mrs. Fan's heart.
Fan Jian became calmer and said, "My son, go ahead! My father owes you this, and I will give you my life back today without any regrets."
Wang Gang suddenly pulled out a dagger, and Mrs. Fan was already standing in front of Fan Jian.
"Son, don't be impulsive. There are things you do that you can't turn back. Your father had no choice but to save His Majesty's child, so he made this move."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this time, Mrs. Fan no longer cares about exposing Fan Xian's identity.
"Fan Xian is the child of His Majesty. Our Fan family has been favored by the Emperor. Your father can never watch the prince being killed, so he made that dilemma."
Wang Gang said disdainfully: "Whether he wants to save the prince or is Ye Qingmei's son, we both know in our hearts."
Mrs. Fan and Fan Jian were shocked at the same time. They didn't expect Wang Gang to know so much!
"How did you know?" Fan Jian said in shock: "You are only five years old, how do you know so much?"
Wang Gang laughed and said: "What you want to ask most is how I survived back then!"
Fan Jian said anxiously: "I'm worried that you will be taken advantage of by bad people. What happened back then was so complicated that you, a child, cannot understand it."
Wang Gang said disdainfully: "I think you are the one who is really confused! You don't still think that the person who wants Ye Qingmei to die is the queen, right?"
Fan Jian was shocked and said: "What do you know?"
Wang Gang curled his lips and said: "You said that your Fan family was favored by the emperor, then let me ask you, before the tragedy happened, were you transferred out of Kyoto by the emperor, and were there other people close to Ye Qingmei who were transferred out?
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Fan Jian's body trembled, with a look of shock on his face.
Wang Gang pushed Old Mrs. Fan away and stabbed Fan Jian in the left chest with a knife.
"ah!"
The person who screamed was not Fan Jian, but Old Mrs. Fan.
"This knife of mine is meant to stab your foolish loyalty."
Fan Jian broke out in a cold sweat, gritted his teeth and said, "I won't complain about this knife."
Wang Gang pulled out the knife and stabbed him again in the right chest.
"This knife is revenge for my broken arm!" Wang Gang said coldly.
Fan Jian's teeth were almost broken, but he remained silent and even raised his hand to stop his mother who was about to rush over.
"This knife is owed to you by my father. I didn't support you and even made you disabled. One knife is not enough, so you need to stab me again."
Wang Gang took out the dagger and said, "I stabbed this last stab for my mother."
Phew!
The dagger pierced Fan Jian's stomach hard, and Wang Gang didn't even blink.
"The person I am most sorry for is your mother." Fan Jian cried bitterly: "She married me, and within a few days of good life, I cruelly took her child away, causing her to be depressed all day long, and she died at a young age.
The fragrance disappears and the jade dies."
Wang Gang said coldly: "I feel sad for my mother, marrying someone who doesn't love her."
When he pulled out the dagger, Fan Jian's blood was already flowing all over the floor.
"You owe these three sword strikes to me and my mother. It's over. From now on, we owe nothing to each other."
Wang Gang threw the dagger on the ground and said coldly to Fan Jian: "Master Fan, from now on we will go back to the bridge and go back to our own way, so we can all be well!"
"Child." Fan Jian clutched his stomach and said painfully: "I don't blame you. I just hope that my death can calm your resentment. There are many beautiful things in the world. Don't live in resentment because of my mistakes.