Raising Orphans, Not Assassins-Chapter 61Vol. 1 - - A Jianghu of His Own

The Marquis of Su was still alive, though he had lost his ability to father children.

This was not a secret in the Great Wu Dynasty, but rather an open secret.

Grand Eunuch Wang happened to know this secret.

It was precisely because he knew this secret that Grand Eunuch Wang felt a shiver of fear. Because, when the facts differ from what you know, it means something unexpected has occurred.

"You’ve come."

The Lord of Fengyu Tower suddenly spoke, his tone carrying a hint of joy.

Tian Jizi forced a bitter smile, his voice youthful as he replied, "I didn’t want to come."

The Lord of Fengyu Tower nodded, "But you had no choice. You had to come."

Tian Jizi nodded, his expression complicated.

He had missed the first opportunity.

Now, he had no choice but to be here.

"Some things need a conclusion," Tian Jizi said, his voice tinged with bitterness.

The Lord of Fengyu Tower nodded, then turned his gaze to the twelve people standing behind Grand Eunuch Wang.

"The twelve Earthly Branches, one Heavenly Stem."

"I’ve spent over a decade setting up this Jianghu, and from now on, they will all be yours."

The twelve behind Grand Eunuch Wang, as well as the old man who had brought Tian Jizi upstairs, all grinned.

None of them had tongues.

Yet, they smiled with squinted eyes, their faces full of happiness.

The way they looked at Tian Jizi carried a certain gleam.

Tian Jizi, with his eyes wrapped in black cloth, could not see it.

But he could feel it.

Tian Jizi opened his mouth, his voice hoarse as he said, "In a few years, Fengyu Tower will become the top power in the Jianghu."

The Lord of Fengyu Tower nodded in agreement.

A gentle smile appeared on his stern face.

"But even if Fengyu Tower grows, it will still only be a force in the Jianghu. Some things require a longer vision."

The Lord of Fengyu Tower picked up a purple clay teapot and retrieved a new cup from a small tea table.

Steaming tea poured from the spout.

"Fengyu Tower is too conspicuous. I’ll destroy it, and only then can it be reborn in a new form. Originally, I had planned to leave a few good candidates for you, with opportunities to rise to the top in a few years. But unfortunately, they were too clever and too foolish."

The Lord of Fengyu Tower picked up the tea cup, filled 3 quarters, and walked over to Tian Jizi, taking his hand and placing the cup into his palm.

Tian Jizi held the tea cup, but did not drink.

His expression was bitter, complex, and he muttered, "After tonight, Fengyu Tower will cease to exist."

The Lord of Fengyu Tower gently patted Tian Jizi’s shoulder, his eyes filled with some approval.

Then, he walked over to Grand Eunuch Wang.

At this moment, Grand Eunuch Wang’s face was pale, his body trembling.

His eyes were vacant, staring blankly at the tea table, his voice raspy, "I’m finished."

The Lord of Fengyu Tower nodded, "You’re finished." He sighed, "From the moment you walked into the Bamboo Loft, you were already dead."

Grand Eunuch Wang nodded in a daze.

"Anyone who saw or heard what just happened wouldn’t survive."

"But I am at the peak of the first rank. You may not be able to kill me." Grand Eunuch Wang still sat in the bamboo chair, but his face remained pale.

The earlier words did not give him any confidence.

Because he knew in his heart that the Marquis of Su knew he was at the peak of the first rank, yet had still revealed those secrets to him.

He probably really was doomed.

"Yes, you are at the peak of the first rank," the Lord of Fengyu Tower said, placing his hand lightly on Grand Eunuch Wang’s shoulder. "But it’s still not enough."

Feeling the weight of the hand on his shoulder, Grand Eunuch Wang smiled. It was a horrible smile.

"Go ahead and end it." The Lord of Fengyu Tower said calmly.

Grand Eunuch Wang forced a bitter smile, "Can I ask why?"

The Lord of Fengyu Tower nodded gently, "So you can die with understanding. The famous healer’s skill is no exaggeration..."

He finished speaking and turned his attention away from Grand Eunuch Wang, walking over to the window.

Through the window, the night sky revealed the distant sight of Xiaofeng Village, where flames shot into the sky.

The screams from earlier had died down, leaving only the sounds of collapsing burning houses.

Everything was coming to an end.

The firelight and the darkness merged and flowed into the eyes of the Lord of Fengyu Tower.

His gaze was deep, like an endless abyss.

"You take them with you. Fengyu Tower’s foundation is enough for you to do whatever you wish."

"And you?" Tian Jizi asked, his mouth opening.

The Lord of Fengyu Tower smiled. "I’ll do what I wish to do. Some things can’t wait any longer."

He looked toward the northwest, standing tall, and said softly, "My royal brother is about to die. He has too much blood on his hands. Hundreds of beauties in the harem, yet only one son. I want him to feel the same pain I did eighteen years ago."

Tian Jizi fell silent.

After a long pause, he asked again, "Is it worth it?"

Tian Jizi didn’t understand. The two of them had not met many times over the past fourteen years. Yet, he was entrusted with over a decade of plans.

The Lord of Fengyu Tower smiled.

"If he dies, who will I take my revenge on? And as a father, before he leaves, he must leave something for his son."

When he said this, the Lord of Fengyu Tower’s voice carried a hint of shame.

"I am a failure as a father. I cannot give you that supreme position in the court. But I can leave something for you."

Upon hearing this, Tian Jizi’s hand holding the tea cup trembled.

He silently raised the cup and drank it all in one go.

The Lord of Fengyu Tower suddenly smiled.

"That’s not how you drink tea."

Tian Jizi didn’t respond. Then, he suddenly asked, "Can I touch you?"

"Of course."

The Lord of Fengyu Tower walked up to Tian Jizi, bending down.

Tian Jizi slowly extended his hand.

The Lord of Fengyu Tower grasped Tian Jizi's hand and placed it on his own face.

Tian Jizi's hand was very pale and youthful, showing no signs of labor or martial training.

It was like that of a scholar.

The Lord of Fengyu Tower held his hand, allowing it to wander over his face.

At the same time, the Lord of Fengyu Tower was studying Tian Jizi's face.

That somewhat youthful face bore a striking resemblance to his own when he was young, about seven or eight parts alike.

Seeing this face, the Lord of Fengyu Tower smiled from the heart.

It was as though he saw another version of himself.

Tian Jizi gently stroked for a while before his left hand moved toward the black cloth covering his eyes.

The Lord of Fengyu Tower held his hand.

"That’s enough... Don’t ruin your cultivation."

The Lord of Fengyu Tower stood up, picked up the purple clay teapot, and poured Tian Jizi another cup of tea.

"Drink, but take your time with it. Once you're done, take them and leave."

This time, Tian Jizi did not refuse. He felt his way over to the small tea table, sitting down cross-legged, holding the cup in his hands.

He sipped it slowly, carefully. He didn’t want to drink too fast.

The two of them sat facing each other in silence.

The Bamboo Loft was very quiet, occasionally broken by the soft sound of tea being sipped.

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Nearby, on the bamboo chair, Grand Eunuch Wang slowly closed his eyes, a bitter smile on his face.

He knew that after tonight, things would change.

Everyone had underestimated the Marquis of Su, who had failed to claim the throne.

Because just now, from the Marquis of Su's hands, he had sensed a trace of inner power from a demonic sect.

All teacups in the world are small.

Even when filled to the brim, they will eventually be emptied.

Tian Jizi raised the cup to his lips, feeling the wet tea leaves.

The tea in the cup was gone.

"Let’s go."

The Lord of Fengyu Tower sighed lightly.

Tian Jizi nodded silently. Elder Ya stepped forward and supported him.

The remaining twelve from the Earthly Branches followed closely behind him.

From beginning to end, the thirteen of them didn’t once glance at the Lord of Fengyu Tower.

Their only master now was the young, blind man before them.

With the elder's support, Tian Jizi descended from the Bamboo Loft.

When they reached the door, Tian Jizi extended his hand and lightly touched the black cloth over his eyes.

His fingertips met a slight wetness.

"Ha..."

He took a deep breath and didn’t linger.

Tian Jizi understood.

The Lord of Fengyu Tower couldn’t offer him the lofty position of the Emperor.

But...

He had given him a Jianghu of his own.

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