Mo Huaixing asked, "What did you say you wouldn't hang up?"

"That depends on what you're saying!"

This is as good as saying nothing. Mo Huaixing didn't know how to appease people, so he simply switched to work mode: "I need manpower in a couple of days, so have Zhao Ji bring four or five people over."

This is going to wipe out the Pang family's assets. Gan Tang complained, "Didn't we agree in the meeting that Yuan Biao would go too? What, does my word not count?"

Mo Huaixing thought for a moment and said, "If you can persuade Mr. Fu, that would be fine too."

"Who do you think you are? Just you wait!" Gan Tang started to worry again when talking about these troublesome things.

"Mo Huaixing, if—and I mean if—you and Fu Cheng have a disagreement, whose side will Zhang Po and Jin Hu listen to?"

Why would you ask that?

"you say."

Mo Huaixing thought about it carefully and replied, "Zhang Po should listen to his elder brother, and Jin Hu will listen to me. As for the others, we'll see how things go."

Fortunately, he brought Jin Hu with him this time.

Gan Tang initially wanted to tell him about Fu Cheng and He Zhong's collusion, but considering how much he had to do, she decided not to trouble him. After all, she didn't even know what they would do together, so she decided to find out first.

At least, Fu Cheng wouldn't kill him.

The next day, after finishing her business at the Lu Group, Gan Tang went to Qinglong Bay. Lu Zhengqian sat by the river, fishing alone. Ali stood guard by the bridge not far away.

Gan Tang walked over and found his appearance very strange. He seemed to be asleep, yet he was still holding a fishing rod; he seemed awake, yet his eyes were closed and he was motionless.

She thought for a moment, then decided not to disturb him and quietly sat down on the chair next to him.

"Why didn't you say anything when you came?" Lu Zhengqian opened his eyes and looked at his daughter.

Gan Tang replied, "I heard you talking to the fish."

Lu Zhengqian laughed and joined in the fabrication: "They begged me for mercy, asking me to let them go."

"Let them go then." Gan Tang drew a circle along the riverbank. "Anyway, they're still in Dad's hands."

Lu Zhengqian beamed with joy upon hearing this.

"What do you want with Dad?"

"I'm asking for your guidance and advice." Gan Tang leaned on the armrest of the chair and briefly recounted what happened at the meeting that day, then asked, "Dad, do you think I did the right thing?"

"She's teachable!" Lu Zhengqian patted his daughter's head with satisfaction, but still sighed. He had a vague impression of Yuan Biao and remarked, "But I'm afraid Yuan Biao can't handle things."

“If he can’t take the responsibility, he can’t take it. I don’t expect him to accomplish anything anyway.” At this point, Gan Tang began to probe Lu Zhengqian’s attitude, “What about Mo Huaixing? Can he handle this matter before you agree?”

“He’s just a young man, too eager for quick success and too impatient.” Lu Zhengqian shook his head, even feeling that his initial judgment was somewhat flawed. He sighed, “Now he’s offended your elder brother and fourth uncle, as well as Canglan and that bunch of snakes and insects. He might just get himself killed there.”

So he knew all along, yet he just watched it all happen. Gan Tang wanted to cry: "Then why did you still agree to it?"

“It just so happens that Dad also wants to do that, so let him scout it out first.” Lu Zhengqian looked at his daughter biting her lip, trying to hold back tears, and gently stroked her hair, asking, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling sorry for her?”

Actually, he felt a little heartache, after all, it wasn't easy to recommend someone who was capable, but what Mo Huaixing said was just too tempting. It was something he had always wanted to do, but hadn't dared to take the plunge easily.

Although there's only a small difference between the number one gang in the martial arts world and the leader of the martial arts alliance, their natures are worlds apart. If he can succeed in handling Canglan's matter, he can quickly replicate it elsewhere.

Unifying the martial arts world is no longer just empty talk.

"Of course I feel sorry for him." Gan Tang angrily slapped his hand away, sat up straight, and sighed, "Do you know how hard it is for me to have such an obedient and useful person? And..."

Worried that her excessive concern for Mo Huaixing might displease him, Gan Tang changed the subject: "...He's my man, my man. Who gave you the right to give orders beyond your authority? If he were Fourth Uncle's or Eldest Brother's man, would you act like this? You're looking down on me."

"How could your father dare to look down on you?" Lu Zhengqian smiled and raised his hand to assure him, "From now on, whenever your father asks him to do something, he will definitely ask for our young lady's opinion first, okay?"

"And now?" Gan Tang glanced at him sideways, "Are you just going to abandon him in Canglan and leave him there?"

Lu Zhengqian sighed: "Don't worry, as long as he doesn't cause any major trouble, Dad will help him."

That means if the situation can't be controlled, he will be abandoned. Gan Tang thought of Shang Yang, who was torn apart by chariots for the reforms of the First Emperor, and her heart ached. She didn't want to speak anymore and turned her head to look into the distance.

Fu Cheng's figure appeared on the quiet cobblestone path.

Seeing his hurried steps, Gan Tang looked away. Was he worried that she would speak ill of Lin Shuang and had come to keep an eye on her?

They really put their heart into it.

"Dad, I'm leaving now!" Gan Tang got up and left in another direction. But she hadn't gone far when she regretted it. There happened to be a pavilion nearby, so she sat down inside and watched Fu Cheng and Lu Zhengqian talking in the distance.

Not long after, Lu Zhengqian got up and left, while Fu Cheng walked in her direction. Gan Tang quickly turned her head and pretended to throw stones into the river.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Fu Cheng passing by. She paused for a moment, but he didn't come over to greet her and continued walking.

Gan Tang could no longer hold back and got up to chase after him.

"Brother, are you going out?" This direction is towards the parking lot.

Fu Cheng turned around, his gaze sweeping across her face as he gave a faint "hmm" and asked, "Is there something you need, little sister?"

"Yes!" Gan Tang took a step forward, exuding an imposing aura: "I left my car keys inside the house and don't want to go back to get them. Since you're out, brother, could you give me a ride?"

"Let's go then!" Fu Cheng turned around.

On the bus, Gan Tang sat in the back, holding back what she wanted to say until she saw the outline of Yuanhuai Villa. If she didn't speak soon, she would have to get off.

Gan Tang slowly spoke: "Big brother, do you think he would dare to mention some things if it weren't for Dad's instructions? Dad never thought of giving up such a huge amount of illicit income."

"How do you know it isn't true?" He didn't believe it; everything he had told himself was a lie.

“Yes!” Gan Tang did not argue, and went along with his words, “Dad may have tried, but since the day I could not marry Chu Jiahe, it has been impossible. Mo Huaixing is just a pawn that Dad is testing the waters with, and may be discarded at any time.”

"That's his own fault." Fu Cheng's words were calm and indifferent, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Yes, he brought this on himself." Gan Tang retorted angrily, "If he doesn't go, who will Dad send? Tell me, then, do you dare tell Dad you're not going?"

At this point, Gan Tang sneered, "He did all the things you didn't want to do for you. Now, you come here and righteously criticize him. Is there any logic to this?"

All I could hear was the rustling of the wind through the leaves.

The wheels slowly came to a stop outside the gate of Yuanhuai Manor. Fu Cheng casually reminded them, "We've arrived."

Gan Tang remained seated.