CHAPTER 886: CHAPTER 886: LOVE AND HATRED OF THE PREVIOUS GENERATION

Inside the tearoom, it was quiet.

At that moment, Lin Fan seemed to catch a hint of emotion in Qin Yeshu’s eyes.

Her gaze had always been as calm as water, with the occasional sharpness that could startle people. But at this moment, when she asked this question, there was a tenderness in her eyes, like that of an eighteen-year-old girl.

"My original surname is Wu, but I was fostered elsewhere from a young age!"

After much deliberation, Lin Fan finally spoke. Hearing this, a gleam of excitement clearly flashed in Qin Yeshu’s eyes.

"I knew it, how could there be such similar people in the world? So, you’re Wu Hao’s son?"

"That’s right!"

Lin Fan placed his right hand on the table, and the ancient-patterned ring on his ring finger made Qin Yeshu eagerly grab his hand, a hint of emotion clearly dancing in her eyes. After a long time, she finally asked, "Is he okay?"

"In another world, he should be doing well!"

Lin Fan’s words made Qin Yeshu’s body sway involuntarily. Tears flowed from her originally bright eyes, and that swift reaction was definitely not an act. It was clear she was heartbroken at that moment.

After a long time, Qin Yeshu finally took a deep breath, wiped the tears from her face, and looked at Lin Fan: "When did this happen?"

"I heard it happened when I was still in swaddling clothes, my parents both perished. I don’t know the specifics since I only found out about this news a little over a month ago."

From the expression on the other’s face, Lin Fan could be sure that Qin Yeshu and his father were deeply connected. Perhaps, through her, he could further confirm the story of his father’s lifetime.

"I knew it... He must have had his reasons to be so ruthless..."

Upon learning the details, Qin Yeshu’s tears flowed like a breached dam, unabashedly crying at the table. Her sorrow almost brought tears to Lin Fan’s eyes, as he never imagined there was someone who cared so deeply about his father.

After over ten minutes, the teary-eyed Qin Yeshu gradually stopped crying and looked at Lin Fan with a face full of sorrow: "Alright, I’ve finished my questions. Now it’s your turn."

"Why did County Magistrate Luan commit suicide?"

Lin Fan’s question made Qin Yeshu pause for a moment. She wiped away her tears and sighed, "I thought you would ask about your father."

"He left me a letter, telling me to find out in Southern Border myself. Of course, if you’re willing to tell me, that’s fine too. But right now, I want to know more about County Magistrate Luan."

Lin Fan’s mind was in a fierce debate, but in the end, he asked the question more relevant to himself.

"He offended someone he shouldn’t have, and dying was already the lightest punishment."

Qin Yeshu said faintly, wiping the tears from her face.

"This answer is like saying nothing; everyone knows it was Zhao Chuanchun he offended..."

Lin Fan wanted to continue, but Qin Yeshu interrupted him: "He did not offend Zhao Chuanchun. To be precise, even if he did, it wouldn’t warrant his death. I can also tell you, Zhao Chuanchun is not a bloodthirsty person, nor is his hands stained with blood. You are not the only one in this world willing to sacrifice for this cause. Much of Red Flag County’s success today can be credited to him."

"Are you saying that County Magistrate Zhao is someone else’s puppet?"

Sure enough, it was as Lin Fan had speculated, and he eagerly asked.

"Not exactly a puppet, more like someone holding the reins, controlling that man-eating beast. But sometimes, even the reins can’t be held tightly; this was the case with County Magistrate Luan too!"

Qin Yeshu’s explanation forced Lin Fan to overturn his previous assumptions.

"Who is that person?"

"You only had one question, and I’ve already answered two, so you owe me one."

Qin Yeshu didn’t answer but instead asked, "What are you planning to do next?"

"First get rid of Huo Ben, then find a way to eliminate Wang Cangdong!"

Lin Fan candidly replied, drawing a smile of approval from Qin Yeshu: "You are just like your father, appearing nonchalant, but with a strong sense of justice inside. It seems Huo Ben’s days are numbered."

"Do you also think I’m doing the right thing?"

Lin Fan asked eagerly, but Qin Yeshu shook her head: "I’m just a vegetarian who practices Buddhism; I don’t speak of killing. Today, you’re here for tea, so at least for now, those beasts won’t dare to touch you. Seize the opportunity and go for it."

"Then I must thank Aunt Qin for her assistance!"

Lin Fan knew very well that some things lurked in the dark, including those who meant him harm. Now, with Qin Yeshu’s protection, he should have fewer troubles.

"I’m not helping you, just the people of Red Flag County. After all, there aren’t many dragon slayers left, and Old Zhao has done pretty well over the years. It’s indeed time for someone to wrap things up."

Qin Yeshu sighed. Many things could not be explained in detail, only forever kept in the heart. Hearing this, Lin Fan chuckled and said: "Aunt Qin, since you said you weren’t helping me earlier, you must help me this time. I’m afraid I offended your sister, and now she’s intent on killing me!"