The RV slowly drove onto the designated track.
On the way back, Mo Huaixing drove, and Gan Tang sat in the back. She felt a tightness in her chest and had many questions she wanted to ask him, but Ali was sitting in the passenger seat, blocking her hope.
When they arrived at Qinglong Bay, it was already noon. The sun was quite strong, and the living room was blasting cool air. When Gan Tang stepped inside, she truly experienced the contrast between fire and ice.
Lu Zhengqian sat on the sofa, eating fruit. He looked relaxed and carefree, like an aging hero enjoying himself in a gentle embrace. These days, he had always been like this; it was unclear whether he was truly content with the status quo or brewing an even bigger storm.
However, Gan Tang guessed it was the latter.
She walked over, pulled Susu away from him, and asked, "Dad, what will you do with Fourth Uncle?"
Su Su didn't dare to offend the young lady yet, and looked at Lu Zhengqian pitifully. Lu Zhengqian waved for her to leave and ordered Ali to have the dishes served.
"Have lunch with Dad first."
Gan Tang had no appetite. She sat down and said angrily, "I want to chop off one of his fingers."
Lu Zhengqian frowned: "Tang'er, he is, after all, your fourth uncle, and a brother who has shared life and death with your father."
“Then drag him out, right there,” Gan Tang pointed outside to the place where Mo Huaixing was being punished, “and give him fifty lashes.”
"Tang'er!" Lu Zhengqian began to soothe his angry daughter, "Your fourth uncle has several hundred men under his command. If he is to be punished in public and lose face, how will he be able to command his men in the future?"
But this was exactly the result Gan Tang wanted, and she said with dissatisfaction, "Isn't he also a hall master? What, if Mo Huaixing can be tortured, why can't he?"
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