Chapter 32 - Chapter 32: Chapter 32 New Year’s Eve Party (2/2)
It turned out that Ning Yue and Luo Luo’s father had come from the same place as Wei Zhengqing, and they had arrived at Nanshan Market together at the beginning.
No wonder they were so close to each other.
“Do you really not plan to go back?” Wei Zhengqing asked Ning Yue.
“I don’t know, I don’t even know how to face them,” Ning Yue replied.
Ning Yue’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed, her eyes reflecting a complex expression, as she shook her head.
Lin Jing remained silent, quietly listening to the conversation between the two.
He could tell that Ning Yue seemed to be in a dilemma. Wei Zhengqing’s brows also creased as he said,
“But you can’t keep going on like this.”
“What about Luo Luo? You can’t possibly take care of her for a lifetime, can you?”
As Wei Zhengqing reached this point, he stared intently at Ning Yue, then continued,
“Brother Su has already passed away and can’t come back. Staying here isn’t a solution either. Even if not for yourself, you have to think about Luo Luo.”
“She lacks a Spiritual Root and is simply not suited for staying here. Back with the clan, she might have a better life.”
Luo Luo, whose full name was Su Xinluo, was the biological daughter of Brother Su, mentioned by Wei Zhengqing.
Ning Yue was silent, knowing all too well that returning to the clan was indeed the best option for Luo Luo.
Yet, when she had snuck out back then, she had caused so much trouble for her parents.
Now, she simply could not face her family with any semblance of dignity.
“Remaining here is never a long-term plan, especially now with the Demonic Beats constantly causing chaos, and even Fang Market becoming more and more unsafe.”
“I think if Brother Su were alive, he wouldn’t want this for you.” Wei Zhengqing finished speaking.
Then he picked up his cup from the table and drained it in one gulp.
Lin Jing also fell silent, knowing this was not the time to interject. After a long pause, it was Luo Luo who broke the oppressive atmosphere.
“Mother, Uncle Wei, Uncle Lin.”
“Come on, try this; Mother’s cooking has really improved, almost half as good as Uncle Lin now.”
“Brother Wei, Daoist Ning,” Lin Jing reminded them.
“Alright, let’s eat.”
Ning Yue temporarily composed herself.
And after a moment of silence, Wei Zhengqing spoke,
“To stay or to leave, that’s your decision to make.”
“Don’t worry, even if you choose to stay here, as long as I’m around, I will never fail Brother Su’s trust and will protect you and Luo Luo.”
Having said that, Wei Zhengqing seemed to be hit by the effects of the wine.
He lifted his cup towards Lin Jing and said,
“Brother Lin, no retreat until we’re drunk, how about it?”
“Good.”
Lin Jing lifted his cup, clinked it against Wei Zhengqing’s, and then drank it all down.
As Lin Jing and Wei Zhengqing were enjoying their drinks,
In the courtyard diagonally across from them, Zhang Sen and Zhang Lin, the two brothers, were in a pitch-black room.
The room lacked even the glow of an oil lamp, completely dark, in stark contrast to the brightly lit opposite side. “Cough… cough cough…”
Zhang Sen couldn’t stop coughing in the room.
“Big brother, how are you feeling?
Zhang Lin hurried to Zhang Sen’s side and gently patted his back, trying to make him feel a little better.
“I’m fine.”
Zhang Sen gestured for Zhang Lin to stop his patting.
“Those people from Qianjinfang are too ruthless, injuring you so badly.” Zhang Lin said resentfully.
“It’s inevitable, they are from Qianjinfang, with Foundation Establishment masters backing them, and we can’t afford to provoke them.” “These days, I’ve been thinking, we might have been tricked.”
“The entire thing was probably a trap set by Qianjinfang, first baiting us to gamble, allowing us to win, then slowly sinking us deeper in, until we’re completely bankrupt at the end.”
As if aggravating his wounds, Zhang Sen clenched his teeth and frowned, then said,
“But knowing this now, what can we do? We still owe Qianjinfang several hundred Spirit Stones; they definitely won’t let us off until we repay them..”