Immortal God of War

Chapter 1123 - 1058: The Real Show Is Just Beginning

After turning off the Image Crystal Stone, Qin Feiyang and the other two all fell silent, quietly staring at Fu An-shan.

Fu An-shan grew more and more guilty, more and more nervous!

The atmosphere in the study had also become oppressively heavy.

Thud!

In the end.

Unable to withstand the pressure, Fu An-shan knelt to the ground and begged, "Young Master Hao, Miss You’er, Young Master Mu, earlier it was this lowly one who was blind and ignorant. I hope the three of you will be magnanimous and not stoop to the level of a petty man like me."

Young Master Hao sneered, "You’re a steward of the Trading Pavilion, and I’ve even heard you’re about to inherit the position of Vice Pavilion Master—high rank, great authority. How would we dare to argue with you?"

Fu An-shan’s eyes twitched. He quickly gave a fawning smile and said, "Young Master Hao, those words will really crush a lowly one like me!"

"Hmph!"

Young Master Hao snorted coldly and said, "As long as you know. Don’t talk about a mere little steward—even if you had already inherited the position of Vice Pavilion Master, in front of me you’d still have to lie down obediently!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Fu An-shan nodded repeatedly.

Young Master Hao curled his lip in disdain, then turned to look at Qin Feiyang, as if asking what to do next.

"I brought you all the way here and you still don’t know what to do. You really are something."

Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes hard.

"I just don’t know how to start!"

Young Master Hao gave an embarrassed smile.

Qin Feiyang was rather speechless and transmitted, "Bring up Fu Han."

"Fu Han?"

Young Master Hao was stunned for a moment, then a look of realization flashed through his eyes. He laughed inwardly and said, "Got it."

He then looked at Fu An-shan and said indifferently, "I heard you have someone under you called Fu Han."

Fu An-shan’s expression tightened with panic, and he nodded. "There is indeed."

Young Master Hao said, "Then where is he now? Have him come see me."

A chill ran through Fu An-shan’s heart. He shook his head and said, "To answer Young Master, this lowly one doesn’t know where he is right now either."

"Isn’t he your subordinate?"

Young Master Hao gave a cold laugh.

"He is my subordinate, but I never restrict his freedom, so he usually roams around outside."

Fu An-shan hurriedly explained.

"Is that so?"

Young Master Hao smiled playfully.

"Absolutely true."

Fu An-shan nodded, vowing up and down.

"What I see is that you just can’t find him now!"

"Let me show you something."

Young Master Hao took out the Image Crystal Stone. As its light flickered, a scene appeared in the air.

The image showed the very scene of Fu Han confessing back then.

"That damned bastard, he actually sold me out!"

Seeing that image and hearing Fu Han’s confession, Fu An-shan’s face turned gloomy, and he raged inwardly.

A moment later.

Young Master Hao put away the Image Crystal Stone and asked with a squinting smile, "Go on then, how do you plan to explain this?"

"Young Master, I’ve been wronged!"

Fu An-shan immediately cried out.

"The evidence is ironclad and you still cry injustice?"

A trace of anger crept into Young Master Hao’s eyes.

Qin Feiyang said to himself, "Don’t rush. Listen to how he tries to wriggle out of it first."

Young Master Hao shot him a doubtful glance, then looked back at Fu An-shan and sneered, "Then go ahead and tell me, how exactly have you been wronged?"

"I swear, I absolutely never ordered Fu Han to harm any of you. I don’t have the guts!"

"In my humble opinion, it must be Fu Han who went behind my back. Then he got caught by you, and to save his own life, he framed me. I beg Young Master to see clearly!"

Fu An-shan looked utterly innocent and grief-stricken. To be fair, he really did act like a victim.

"What a shameless piece of trash."

Young Master Hao cursed inwardly.

"For a scoundrel like him, his face was gone long ago. How could he possibly want to save face?"

Qin Feiyang scoffed.

Young Master Hao raised his brows and transmitted, "If he keeps denying it to the death, doesn’t that mean we can’t do anything to him?"

"You could say that."

"But even if he refuses to admit it, once this matter is exposed, it’ll still plunge him into eternal damnation."

Qin Feiyang said.

"For example?"

Young Master Hao asked secretly.

Qin Feiyang said, "For example, he might lose his position as steward of the Trading Pavilion, or face interrogation from your father. So you can take that angle and force him to submit."

"Got it."

Light flashed in Young Master Hao’s eyes as he looked at Fu An-shan and said, "Even if you were wronged, Fu Han is still your subordinate. Tell me, if I report this matter to my father, what do you think he’ll do to you?"

Fu An-shan’s body trembled, his old face full of panic.

But in his heart he was calculating.

From what Young Master Hao said, it sounded like he still hadn’t told the General Tower Master. Didn’t that mean there was still room to maneuver?

Thinking of this.

His heart stirred. He raised his head and looked at Young Master Hao suspiciously, then gave a fawning smile and said, "What does Young Master wish this lowly one to do?"

"You are quite perceptive."

Young Master Hao laughed.

"My strength may be lacking, but I’m not stupid."

"Something this major happened, and Young Master didn’t immediately report it to the General Tower Master. You must want this lowly one to do something for you."

"Please, Young Master, just give the word. As long as it’s within my power, I will not hesitate even if it costs me my life."

Fu An-shan vowed solemnly, his face full of flattery.

"You said it yourself."

"I want to know, what exactly is the relationship between you and the God Python Tribe?"

Young Master Hao said.

Fu An-shan was secretly shocked, but kept his composure as he asked, "Why does Young Master ask that?"

Young Master Hao said, "Fu Han told me you’re in collusion with the God Python Tribe."

"That’s him slandering me as well."

"For all we know, he’s the one actually colluding with the God Python Tribe."

"Young Master, don’t be fooled by his lies!"

Fu An-shan shouted.

Young Master Hao couldn’t help getting annoyed. In short, this old bastard was just going to deny it to the death.

Qin Feiyang’s eyes flashed. He stood up and smiled. "Alright, let’s go."

"Go?"

Young Master Hao looked at him suspiciously. Just leave like this—wouldn’t this whole trip be for nothing?

"I thought you were so capable, but it turns out you’re just so-so."

Beside them, Wang Youer couldn’t help secretly mocking him.

Qin Feiyang gave a faint smile, opened a portal without a word, and left without looking back.

Wang Youer and Young Master Hao could only helplessly follow.

The next moment.

The three of them appeared in the sky above Quiet Heart Lake.

Young Master Hao frowned. "Brother, what exactly are you thinking?"

"Don’t rush."

"The real show is only just starting now."

The corner of Qin Feiyang’s mouth lifted. He opened another portal and smiled. "Grab onto me."

Young Master Hao and Wang Youer looked at each other, eyes full of confusion, but they still raised their arms and grabbed Qin Feiyang’s shoulders.

Qin Feiyang immediately activated the Concealment Art and took the two of them into the portal.

The very next instant.

They descended once again into Fu An-shan’s study.

"Huh?"

Young Master Hao and Wang Youer stared at each other.

What on earth was this man up to?

Qin Feiyang sent a voice transmission. "Don’t make a sound, just watch quietly."

The two nodded and silently watched Fu An-shan.

Fu An-shan had already stood up and was now seated by the desk, his old eyes full of rage and killing intent!

Wei Yan, beside him, pondered for a moment, then walked behind Fu An-shan. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he whispered, "My lord, should this lowly one help you silence them?"

"Shut up!"

Fu An-shan’s expression changed, and he hurriedly barked.

Wei Yan’s neck shrank; he was scared out of his wits.

"Sigh!"

Fu An-shan glanced at Wei Yan and sighed. "Wei Yan, I know you’re doing it for my sake, but each of them has an extraordinary background. They’re not people you can touch."

Wei Yan said, "Then are we just going to let them threaten you like this?"

"Or what?"

"If they weren’t in Divine City, I’d still dare to gamble, since the heavens are high and the emperor is far away."

"But right now, they’re under the very eyelids of the General Tower Master. Would I dare do such a thing?"

"So you must remember not to act recklessly. Otherwise, you’ll end up trying to steal a chicken only to lose the rice—by then, the only ones who’ll suffer will be you and me."

Fu An-shan said.

"For your sake, my lord, this lowly one is not afraid of death."

"This lowly one will absolutely never be like Fu Han and betray you, my lord!"

"My lord, just let this lowly one do it!"

With a thud, Wei Yan knelt in front of Fu An-shan, swearing his resolve unto death.

Looking at this utterly loyal man in front of him, Fu An-shan felt quite gratified and waved his hand. "Let’s drop this matter. I won’t let you do it. Get up."

Hearing this, Wei Yan drooped his head, dejected. "My lord dislikes that my strength is lacking, is that it?"

"You misunderstand."

"This old man just doesn’t want to send you to your death. After all, it’s far too hard these days to find a truly loyal subordinate."

Fu An-shan said with a smile.

Wei Yan was moved to tears. With his head lowered he said, "Thank you for your appreciation, my lord. From now on this lowly one will definitely serve at your beck and call, unto death!"

"Good, good, good, hurry and get up."

Fu An-shan nodded repeatedly with a smile, even personally helping Wei Yan up.

After that.

Wei Yan stood respectfully behind Fu An-shan.

Fu An-shan leaned back in his chair, rubbing his forehead, his face full of distress.

After who knows how long, Wei Yan whispered, "My lord, there’s something I don’t know if I should ask."

"Ask."

Fu An-shan said weakly.

Wei Yan said, "Just now Young Master Hao said you had dealings with the God Python tribe. Is that true?"

"Hm?"

Fu An-shan’s brows instantly shot up. He turned to look at Wei Yan, his gaze icy to the extreme.

Wei Yan’s body trembled. He hastily knelt to the floor and pleaded, "This lowly one spoke out of turn. Please spare my life, my lord!"

Fu An-shan lowered his head, staring at him, his expression shifting between gloom and calm.

"Sigh!"

Suddenly.

He let out a low sigh and said with a smile, "Wei Yan, although you haven’t followed this old man for very long, your loyalty—I’ve seen it all."

Wei Yan didn’t dare make a sound, utterly terrified.

Fu An-shan pondered for a moment and said, "In fact, this matter has been bottled up in this old man’s heart for too long. I’ve wanted to find someone to talk to, but I’ve never found someone I could truly trust. But you must promise me that you will never let a third person know."

Wei Yan was overjoyed and hurriedly slapped his chest. "Rest assured, my lord, this lowly one will keep my mouth shut."

Fu An-shan nodded.

At the same time.

Qin Feiyang’s eyes lit up. He sent a voice transmission to Young Master Hao. "Hurry and take out an Image Crystal Stone to record this."

Young Master Hao was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out an Image Crystal Stone.

The study was deathly silent.

Fu An-shan seemed to sink into memories and didn’t speak for a long time.

After about a hundred breaths.

He glanced at Wei Yan and finally spoke. "As Young Master Hao said, this old man indeed has a connection with the God Python tribe’s chief, but it’s not collusion—it’s blackmail!"

"Blackmail?"

Wei Yan asked in shock and doubt, "Are you blackmailing them, or are they blackmailing you?"

"Of course it’s this old man blackmailing him."

An icy smile flickered in Fu An-shan’s eyes.