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nChapter 407, Father and Son Aligned

nTranslator: StarReader

nEditor: Elitecoder

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n“Oh no, Gu Santong is behind us!” Yun Shuang cried at the incoming small red light.

nWith her being the Holy Maiden and High Priest Yun Xuanji’s granddaughter, she knew of Gu Santong. He was truly a savage to push even the likes of Zhuo Fan back.

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nNow watching him dart over, panic overwrote everything.

nZhuo Fan only had a wide grin, slowing down and taking a dive for a glade. He put Yun Shuang down and waited for Gu Santong.

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nYun Shuang looked at him lost, Does he want to measure his fist with Gu Santong again?

nGu Santong landed and ran into them.

nHis savage display just moments ago had Yun Shuang shaking, thinking he was now aiming to smash them to bits.

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nBut Zhuo Fan’s calm was infectious, easing her worries. This man is that confident in taking Gu Santong’s power?

nAh!

nYun Shuang saw Gu Santong get closer and closed her eyes, not wishing to see Zhuo Fan pulverized.

nBut the rumble never came. All she heard was giggling.

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n“Dad, I missed you!” Gu Santong held Zhuo Fan’s neck.

nZhuo Fan patted his back with a quiet smile.

nYun Shuang peeked once, then her eyes bugged out.

nWhat is going on here? They’re on opposite sides, they just threw fists at each other back there, yet now they are kin? If they were so close, why did they do all that show of savagery?

nYun Shuang was a pure lady, never able to understand Zhuo Fan’s slick and devious nature at work behind the scenes. All she could do was stare in space, at exemplary parenting at work.

nZhuo Fan brought Gu Santong over with a smile, “Shuang’er, can’t you tell? He’s my son.”

nWhat?!

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nYun Shuang wobbled, on the brink of collapse from shock. A great Divine Dragon, the best in Tianyu, Invincible Scamp Gu Santong, was his son?!

nThat was more than breaking news, that was capital. Even the emperor would be speechless.

nSince they’re related, has the emperor lost it by sending the son after the father? The two can now team up and tear the Imperial Palace apart.

nZhuo Fan shook his head at the dull Yun Shuang, reintroducing his son, in detail.

nNow she realized their relationship.

n“But just now you…” Yun Shuang frowned.

nZhuo Fan grinned, “I only went with the flow, enacting a little drama for everyone. But I didn’t expect the emperor to be on the same page with me. He wanted me to be the scapegoat in this chaos and I wanted to bear the brunt, breaking the stalemate. What a coincidence we both wanted it at the same time. Otherwise, Yongning’s marriage proposal wouldn’t happen at the same time as the second prince’s.”

n“You mean it was all fake?” Yun Shuang’s heart thumped.

nZhuo Fan explained, “Yongning’s marriage was an obvious taunt from the emperor. Even if I accepted it, he’d come up with other ways to get a rise out of me and break all pretense. While the second prince’s proposal was my idea to break pretenses in my own way. The stalemate would be blown up, with every faction out to get me, but in fact the best stage for each of them to get their share!”

n“Oh… I see.”

nYun Shuang bobbed her head still phased out, “Then what you did to me…”

n“An act as well, please don’t mind it. It was only to let the others see that I had a perfectly good reason to flip out, or doubts will sprout making the next phase harder.” Zhuo Fan nodded.

nYun Shuang darkened, her heart sinking.

nShe was a pure and unaffected girl, always abiding by her ancestor’s teachings, never knowing love, but had fallen to despair when it struck her hard in the form of Zhuo Fan.

nNow Zhuo Fan was telling her that everything was fake and her budding love shattered to pieces.

nYun Shuang watched the two giggle away and the bitterness only grew.

nYou’re so mean. While you were playing, I was serious!

nBiting her lip, Yun Shuang grew downcast…

n“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.

nZhuo 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.”

n“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? “

nGu Santong laughed, relieved of trouble.

nThe 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.

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

nTo 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.

n“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.”

nZhuo 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.

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

nSee, 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.

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

nIf 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.

nAt 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.

nGu 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.

nAs 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.

nGu 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!”

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

nGu 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.

nYun 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!

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

nThe four black clouds turned into the Four Scheming Demons.

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

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

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

nViolent 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!”

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

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

nThe trio were even more depressed.

nZhuo 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.”

n“Steward Zhuo, we could have won but…”

nViolent 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!”

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

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

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