Monarch Night

Chapter 1549: Chapter 115: Fang Che’s Dilemma (2-in-1)

Taking Little Ninth out, Fang Che saw Little Ren Ping still sobbing with anger, unable to speak.

Clearly, the child was deeply wronged.

Being told by a benefactor that he was born with a thief’s nature... he couldn’t even retort.

Fang Che gently touched Ren Ping’s little head and said affectionately: "Ren Ping is my good little brother! He’s not a thief brat!"

Ren Ping’s eyes shone brilliantly, tears sparkling like a rainbow, and he vowed: "In this life, whatever I do, I will never be a thief!"

His little fists tightened, turning white at the knuckles.

Fang Che sighed and said: "Actually, this senior... hmm, but you shouldn’t blame him in the future."

"I know."

Ren Ping said, "The great grace of the senior, we will never forget in this life. But, big brother, I will never be a thief!"

"Big brother knows."

Fang Che sighed deeply. He was very satisfied with Ren Ping’s temperament.

A child who can say such things will definitely have a bright future.

Thinking about Sikong Dou, Fang Che felt a bit of a headache.

Sikong Dou, that old fellow, his words are way too powerful for a child.

Concerning Sikong Dou’s proposal, although Fang Che rejected it outright, he couldn’t deny that he was somewhat tempted.

After all, it was impossible for him to always carry the kids along with him.

If some Sikong Brothers could teach them, it might not be a bad encounter.

Fang Che’s reason for refusal was... future, destiny; learning from someone is fine, but one’s heart must be innocent, destined to return to being a Guardian!

Staying by your side to inherit your teachings is fine, but I absolutely cannot inherit your profession.

I, Fang Che, have spent so much effort just to cultivate a future Thief King with a free identity? That’s unacceptable.

Even if he becomes a free person like Emperor Ye, leading the Underworld, bringing order to it, it’s beneficial to everyone.

And not just living freely for oneself forever as a Thief King!

And Fang Che still wanted to leave room for Sikong Ye; he couldn’t allow Sikong Dou’s words to dominate, suppressing Sikong Ye. He had to help Sikong Ye in their quiet rivalry.

But unexpectedly, Sikong Dou once again ruined everything with a single phrase!

"This old thief is really... really a unique character!"

Fang Che was utterly depressed.

He couldn’t comprehend how this old thief could have lived for thousands of years yet still offend people with a single sentence, and block himself with those words.

When Fang Che initially sought help regarding that matter, anyone with a slightly narrow heart would be completely offended.

Now... a single phrase ruined a perfect successor—could Fang Che not see that Ren Ping’s talent was naturally suited for cultivating Sikong Dou’s Kung Fu?

"Too brilliant! Too admirable!"

Fang Che shook his head and sighed.

A sight to behold.

That night, to celebrate Little Ninth’s return, Ye Meng and Zhao Ying’er organized a table of delicious food.

They enjoyed a delightful meal.

The same night, arrangements were made for them in the Fang Royal Mansion, each in their own little room.

"From now on, this will be your home! Yes, our home! Haha, from now on, you have a home!"

Fang Che announced with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the nine little ones suddenly froze as if turned into stone.

Fang Che had no idea how enormous the impact of this statement was on Little Ninth!

The word ’home’ felt like a meteor striking straight into Little Ninth’s heart.

The nine little ones suddenly had tears brimming in their eyes and began to cry.

"We have a home too! We have a home again!"

The nine little ones unexpectedly became nine crying figures under Fang Che’s words, and couldn’t be consoled.

That night, each of the nine little ones cherished every touch on the walls of their rooms, each piece of furniture, their own bed, their own desk and chair...

Happiness mixed with sour tears looked endlessly pouring down, unstoppable.

The next day, each of them walked around with swollen red eyes, listless.

The cultivation was ineffective, and they were soundly scolded by Zhao Ying’er and Ye Meng.

The nine little ones hung their heads low, but after being scolded, their mouths curled into a happy smile.

Having a home and being scolded by adults, they felt even more like a home.

After Fang Che and the others went to the Inspection Hall, leaving the nine little ones at home. The nine lifted their just scolded low heads, eyes lively, peeking around, then...

"Hehe..."

"Heehee..."

"Hahaha..."

"Wow wow wow... my room is wonderful..."

"Mine too, I washed myself several times before daring to lie in bed last night."

"Me too, me too..."

"Hehe..."

"Heehee..."

Ren Chun shouted with a stern face: "Everyone come and work! After work, practice! Anyone who slacks, big brother has given me the family rules!"

He showed the willow whip.

"Hooray!!"

...

The Guardian’s Death Order was still being carried out.

Determined to kill the Heavenly King Flute.

But the Heavenly King Flute was hidden by Yan Nanxue.

Moreover, Yan Nan started quibbling: "You claim Heavenly King Flute did this and that, do you have evidence?"

Thus, everyone engaged in a war of words.

Wu Daotian continued to lurk outside the Weiwo Sect Headquarters...

Like Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xiyang, both hidden and elusive in Jianghu.

The Southeast Seventeen States were undergoing ongoing reorganization and slaughter, yet remained stable. However, to the Northeast, Northwest, North, West, and East, the power of Wei Wo Zheng Sect suddenly began to develop extensively.

Xin Chu Country began massive troop training, large-scale soldier movements, creating a sense of impending storm.

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