The door opened with a bang. Two of Young Master Jiang's men retreated step by step with sabers in their hands. Yang Fan walked in with his head held high, forcing them to keep retreating. Ren Wei and a few other guards of the Successor Hall also guarded Yang Fan closely with sabers in their hands.
Yuan Tingyun was shocked and cried out involuntarily, "It's really you? How could it be you? "
Yang Fan stopped and smiled, "Why can't it be me?"
Yuan Tingyun said in disbelief, "How did you know you have a daughter? Since you stole the child, why … why didn't you attack immediately? "
Yang Fan sat down in front of Young Master Jiang and answered leisurely, "I don't want to answer the first question. As for the second question, it's too simple. Because … I just saw my daughter. What I want to do most is to hug her, not to fight and kill. Also, what if my daughter is scared to tears by all the fighting and killing? The child is mine. I am her father. Even if you don't feel sorry for her, I will! "
Ever since Yang Fan appeared at the door, Young Master Jiang had been sitting there without moving. His expression was as still as a bronze sculpture, but his heart was already in turmoil. Although he was most afraid of seeing Yang Fan, how could it be Yang Fan who appeared here?!
Since he moved into the Xiang Mansion, there was only one strange thing: Kong Weihao, one of the "Eight Elders of Luoshui", was followed. But the relationship between him and Kong Weihao was extremely secretive. It was his personal power that no one in the Successor Hall knew. Logically speaking, it was unlikely that the person following Kong Weihao was Yang Fan's man.
Even so, he still made the most cautious arrangements. He immediately cut off all contact between Kong Weihao and Scholar Xiang to avoid attracting people with ulterior motives. After a period of careful observation and confirming that no one was paying attention to Scholar Xiang, he was relieved.
He had also made detailed arrangements for this trip out of the capital. Using his limited manpower, he imitated the method he had used when he left Chang 'an and continued to set up a diversion. Until he was far away from Luoyang and nothing unexpected happened, he was finally convinced that Yang Fan had not discovered his ambush in Luoyang.
But now … Yang Fan had suddenly appeared and silently rescued his daughter.
At this moment, Young Master Jiang's heart was filled with a deep sense of defeat. He did not know how Yang Fan had done it. He only felt that when he thought he was safe, everything had been under his opponent's control from the start.
He was like a mouse that had crawled out of its burrow to look around, complacently thinking that no one knew he was hiding in the bushes. Little did he know that there was already an eagle circling in the sky, staring at his figure, its sharp claws ready to strike.
This knowledge further impacted his arrogance and confidence.
Yang Fan sat down opposite him and answered with a smile before looking at Young Master Jiang.
Yang Fan was truly happy because his daughter had been safely rescued and because his daughter was very healthy and adorable.
Even though he already had the experience of holding a child, when he took the child from Gaoren Feng's hands, he was still very careful, as if he was holding a soft-skinned egg, afraid that if he used too much strength, he would break it. Holding his own daughter, Yang Fan, who had not known what tears were for many years, could not help but shed silent tears.
It was joy, but also remorse. It was the feeling of finally being able to let go of a burden that had been hanging in his mind for a long time. Those who had never been a father or a mother would never understand the indescribable feeling of a father holding his lost and regained daughter tightly in his arms. It was a feeling of wanting to cry.
When he received news of Young Master Jiang's whereabouts, he immediately decided to go capture him. Before his men had even left the workshop, he changed his mind. He decided to wait for Young Master Jiang to leave the city before capturing him. This way, he could avoid making a big fuss in the city. Otherwise, it would be very difficult to eliminate the impact of the slashing of swords and knives, and it would be difficult to ensure that it would not attract attention.
This was not Chang 'an, it was under the feet of the Emperor. There were not as many influential and well-established aristocratic families as in Chang' an, and Lai Junchen was not someone that Liu Qiantian could compare with. Therefore, Yang Fan decided to quietly follow Young Master Jiang out of the city and make his move in a deserted place.
But when Yang Fan was about to reach the east of the city, he changed his mind. Young Master Jiang had always prided himself as a gentleman, but with his repeated failures, the despicable means that he had once disdained were now at his fingertips. If he was at his wit's end and used his child as a hostage, what should he do then?
Therefore, Yang Fan suppressed his impatience to rescue the child, followed Young Master Jiang all the way, and finally came up with this plan.
Young Master Jiang and his men trudged all the way to the north. At first, all of them were on guard throughout the night, but it was obviously not a way to go on like this. After only two days, all of them were exhausted. They had no replacements, so they could only use three shifts to protect Young Master Jiang.
As Young Master Jiang went all the way to the north, Yang Fan's men monitored their movements. When they arrived at Sishui River, their vigilance was already at its lowest, because Young Master Jiang's men always thought that Yang Fan did not know that he had a daughter, and even if there was something against him, the target would be Young Master Jiang. Therefore, the focus of their vigilance was only on Young Master Jiang.
At this time, it was time for Yang Fan's men to make their move. According to Young Master Jiang's hostel and hostel selection criteria, they chose to make their move in Sishui River Town, because there were limited inns here, and there was only one that met Young Master Jiang's criteria. Therefore, this became the main battlefield for Yang Fan.
However, for the sake of safety, the other two inns in this town that were closest to Young Master Jiang's criteria were also changed the day before Young Master Jiang arrived. These three inns, from the shopkeepers to the waiters, were now all Yang Fan's men. Yang Fan's men who were lying in ambush outside were only responsible for support, and the real people who made the move were the waiters in the inns.
They only needed to use methods such as sending water and knocking on the door of Aunty Gao's room, who did not know martial arts at all, and then they could easily take her away.
Early this morning, the other two inns had been returned to their original owners. The original owners had received a large sum of money and given the workers a day off. Early this morning, they had taken back their inns without any changes. In their eyes, this was a very legendary event.
However, the people who worked in the carriage and ship shop were the places that came into contact with the most incredible things in the world. The shopkeepers were experienced and knowledgeable. After getting benefits, they just kept quiet and made a fortune. No one was stupid enough to make it public. Maybe a few decades later, they would hold their little grandson on their knees and tell him about today's adventure. They would also add some oil and vinegar to the story. But for now, they kept their mouths shut.
And this shopkeeper, after receiving a large sum of money that could be used to demolish and rebuild the whole house, also felt relieved and went home to sleep. The shopkeeper said, "Return to the inn at noon."
Now, all of Yang Fan's worries could be put down, so when he faced Young Master Jiang, he was in high spirits and relaxed.
Young Master Jiang didn't understand Yang Fan's expression. It was only because his daughter was safe and sound. He saw it as a victor's demonstration to him, but he was speechless. He was defeated, he was indeed defeated. This time, he couldn't find any reason to do so.
"All of you … get out!"
Young Master Jiang suppressed the anger and despair in his heart. After a long time, he said a sentence that did not tremble.
Yuan Tingyun said worriedly, "Young Master …"
Young Master Jiang smiled coldly, "He won't kill me. If he wants to kill me, you can't stop him!"
According to Young Master Jiang's character, at this time, he would only impatiently say "get out". He did not need his subordinates to understand why he gave this order, he only needed them to obey. But today, he gave an explanation to his subordinates, which made Yuan Tingyun, who was familiar with his character, a little surprised.
Yuan Tingyun looked at the calm and composed Yang Fan, then looked at the people outside the door who were far ahead of them. He secretly sighed, waved his hand, and walked out first. The door was closed. The people on both sides stood in the corridor, holding swords and all kinds of strange weapons, staring at each other. One side was the private army of the former overlord, and the other side was the bodyguard of the new overlord.
Yang Fan walked to the window and opened it. A gust of fresh air suddenly rushed into the room.
Through the window, there was a courtyard between the two houses. The floor on the left was paved with green bricks, and there was a stone well in the middle. On the right was a dry cherry tree with branches that had not yet recovered. Under the eaves, there were thorn-like icicles. It was still early, and the crystal-clear icicles had not started dripping.
Yang Fan took a breath of the fresh and cold wind, turned around and sat opposite Young Master Jiang. He nodded slightly and said, "Before last night, I was worried that the child would be emaciated and covered with cuts and bruises. Fortunately … I am very grateful!"
Young Master Jiang raised his eyebrows and suppressed his anger, "Do you think I will mistreat a young and inexperienced child?"
Yang Fan faintly said, "This is just a father's worry. Besides, have you ever done less despicable things?"
Young Master Jiang's face suddenly turned red, as red as blood. He took a few deep breaths, and his face gradually calmed down. He said in a deep voice, "Don't waste your time. You can't anger me! You didn't come here today to humiliate me, did you? I admit that I have lost. What do you plan to do now? "
Yang Fan pondered for a moment, and said, "You know I won't kill you!"
Young Master Jiang sneered, "Of course! It's easy to kill me, but you don't have the guts to make the Lu family, which has not fallen for a thousand years, see you as a mortal enemy! "
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, and said, "Is that so? If you and your men all die here … "
Young Master Jiang sneered, and said in a carefree manner, "There is no such thing as an impenetrable wall in this world. Can you guarantee that there will not be any traces left for my Lu family to find out? Do you think your subordinates are absolutely reliable? "
Yang Fan said, "The Hall of Succession doesn't belong to your Lu family. You were the one who was deposed by the other aristocratic families. You've already failed, yet you deliberately provoked me, repeatedly made me your enemy, and even kidnapped my daughter. You're the one to blame …"
Young Master Jiang said in a carefree manner, "So what? There is no such thing as reason in this world! "
Yang Fan laughed, and slapped the table, "That's right! There is no such thing as reason in this world! You finally spoke the truth, Lu Binmi! "
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