Chapter 407 - Father and Son Aligned (2/2)

[You’re so mean. While you were playing, I was serious!]

Biting her lip, Yun Shuang grew downcast…

“Dad, you’re out to fight the imperial family, right? But my promise…” After a brief moment of joy at the reunion, Gu Santong sighed.

Zhuo Fan smiled, knowing his difficulty, “No worries, young Sanzi, you’re my son. I won’t make it hard on you. You made that promise to the imperial family. I promise you, the imperial family will remain. Only the emperor won’t.”

“Yeah, as long as the clan lives, even if Tianyu changes colors, I’d still have kept my word. Ha-ha-ha, dad, you’re a genius. How come I never realized it? “

Gu Santong laughed, relieved of trouble.

The vow was cooked up just at the end of his altercation with that Immemorial Sage. With no time to iron out the details, there were plenty of loopholes.

Gu Santong was a child at heart and didn’t look into it, while Zhuo Fan was a weasel, finding a solution in a jiffy.

[To hell with the promise, when I can just use words to keep it.] He had done this so many times, it was practically second nature.

“Young Sanzi, you’ve endured a lot. Look how thin you are. They must be starving you!” Zhuo Fan rubbed his head, taking out a 7th-grade ingredient and offering it with love, “Now that dad’s here, you’re taken care of.”

Zhuo Fan had to fish out some good ingredients each time he met Gu Santong, to show the stark contrast in treatments, to drive the wedge deeper of course.

All to pull Gu Santong closer and closer, helping him deal with the imperial family without guilt.

[See, they are a bunch of meanies not even giving you three meals a day. Come to daddy, son, I have a full-course meal for you. Help your good dad beat the nasties. It’s what they deserve.]

Everything had multiple perspectives and under Zhuo Fan’s careful egging and nudging, Gu Santong hated the imperial family and loved him more.

If only the emperor had known about the two, he’d be giving Gu Santong meals, brunches and snacks, all to foil Zhuo Fan’s twisted heart and remove the danger.

[At the very least, you won’t be helping me, but neither will you be tearing me a new one!] With Gu Santong being a kid, whoever was better to him got closer.

Gu Santong had been eating ingredients for three centuries, but they were all 1st and 2nd grade. And through Zhuo Fan’s smooth talk, he felt that the imperial family was truly mean to him.

As for the vow, Zhuo Fan had an easy time twisting it from defending the imperial family to making sure one of them barely survived. Thus crushing their foundation, but it wasn’t something a puppet would ever fuss about.

Gu Santong jumped in joy, stuffing the deli in his mouth, “Dad, I’ll help you. You only have to leave one clansman alive and done!”

“Of course.” Zhuo Fan’s twisted grin resurfaced.

Gu Santong threw all those chains tying him to the imperial family that the vow had twisted around him, throwing his lot with Zhuo Fan instead.

Yun Shuang sighed, [With these monsters together, who in Tianyu can stand up to them? Grandfather’s wish is almost achieved. Steward Zhuo can really change fate!]

Creepy wails came as four black clouds flew over, “Steward Zhuo, we’re here!”

The four black clouds turned into the Four Scheming Demons.

Violent Demon stuck out his chest, “Steward Zhuo, per your orders, we fixed the fight and used young miss and young master, hi-hi-hi…”

“Can you avoid using the word used. It’s all tactics!”

Zhuo Fan’s face twitched, then mocked, “You didn’t fix it, you did lose. Look, the blood on you hasn’t even dried yet!”

Violent Demon looked down, then at his brothers, and smacked them each once, “Why the hell didn’t you guys tell me? I’d have washed in the creek we passed earlier!”

“Boss, didn’t you miss it too?” The three grumbled back.

Violent Demon was outraged, smacking them again, “If I noticed it, what use do I have of you?”

The trio were even more depressed.

Zhuo Fan shook his head, “A loss is a loss. It must’ve been that black captain who did it. He is similar to you, but stronger. Losing is only natural.”

“Steward Zhuo, we could have won but…”

Violent Demon wanted to preach on, but Zhuo Fan waved, “It’s fine. A true loss is better than a fake one for those guys to swallow. You take Shuang’er to Windgaze City. Young Sanzi, let’s go!”

“Where are you going? Can’t I come?” Yun Shuang asked.

Grinning, Zhuo Fan shook his head, “No, I’m going to get back some hostages…”