Chapter 116: No One Slept Tonight

and valuable Ankylosaur hide was riddled with holes. What word could possibly describe how terrible it wasLet me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!All other things, like snake...Jiang Wang and the other two people gathered together, summarizing all the information they had obtained.

“Well!” Zhao Rucheng tapped his forehead. “Everyone has received roughly the same information, which proves its credibility. Therefore, Zhang Xi to this person, is just like that.”

He added, "Regardless of how he acts behind the scenes. Since he's always like this, when he's on a mission in front of his fellow disciples, he won't suddenly change."

"Rigorous," Jiang Wang raised his thumb.

Zhao Ruocheng rolled his eyes and continued, "Zhang Xi's personality has one very outstanding point, mentioned by his family and friends alike: 'prudent.' In other words, 'timid.' Everyone knows the dangers of Qichang Mountain. The only reason someone like him would chase up the mountain is because he believes success is within reach, judging that it won't take too long to get down safely. The level of danger is within his controllable range."

He smiled and asked, "What does this mean"

Ling He also smiled: "It shows they didn't have time to negotiate. Since their goal is within reach, their first choice is naturally to chase after it instead of stopping to discuss. Fang He Ling's so-called persuasion was just a setup at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Xi Zhi assigning tasks and then insisting on going up the mountain. This simply doesn't exist."

"Oh, Tiger Du isn't here, not even a curious glance. " Zhao Rucheng put on a dejected expression: "I'm so disappointed."

"Wait until the tiger comes back on New Year's Eve, and you tell him yourself." Jiang Wang patted his shoulder: "Even if you forget, I'll relay it to him for you."

"Hey! What are you paraphrasing What did I say How come I don't remember" Zhao Ruocheng looked at Ling He: "Brother, did I just speak"

Ling He ignored their antics and simply mused, "Why would Fang He Ling lie"

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Zhao Ruocheng chuckled lightly: "Either he's fleeing in the midst of battle, or betraying us."

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It's not likely that this was premeditated. It's highly improbable that Fang Huerling had colluded with those left-leaning individuals beforehand, because such a setup would be too self-incriminating and foolish. Even if Fang Huerling were stupid, he wouldn't be stupid enough to fall for something like this.

Ling He didn't say anything else, he just suddenly sighed.

He knew, the Fang family was finished.

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The nature of this matter is too serious. Once it is exposed, Fang Hèling's future will inevitably be hopeless. The entire Fang family may even be implicated.

“We needn't go to the scene. We can’t be more professional than the Criminal Investigation Division. The only lead we have now is Fang He-ling. Whether he's escaped or betrayed, finding out will clear things up.” Zhao Ru-cheng asked, “Who goes”

"As for me," Fang He Ling might be involved with the Left Dao after all, and Jiang Wang's combat strength was the strongest, so naturally he took the lead.

Ling He and Zhao Ru Cheng also had no objection, so they each dispersed at once.

If Fang Hualing has already sided with the left path, perhaps they would send someone to secretly watch them. So they all acted very normal.

Ling He went back to cultivate, and while Jiang Wang also returned to cultivation, he instructed Jiang An An and Tang Dun in martial arts.

Zhao Ru Cheng went home to take a big nap.

As the saying goes, “While others cultivate their paths, I refrain from doing so. When the sun reaches its zenith, it's the perfect time for me to slumber.”

Zhao Ruocheng was used to laziness. After enduring a day of hard work deciphering, his interest waned and he found it tedious.

Back in the room, I flung open the covers and prepared to go to sleep.

Uncle Deng, wearing a silk long robe, walked in slowly.

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Zhao Ruocheng looked at him, waiting for him to speak.

Uncle Deng said, “The Censorate is looking into us.”

Zhao Rucheng was silent for a moment, then said: "Anyway, we won't be staying here long, will we"

Uncle Deng twitched the corner of his mouth: "Nothing can escape your eyes."

"You were bleeding that night. What other reason could there be besides that pack of hounds catching up to you"

“Not quite caught up.” Uncle Deng said, “I know you like this place. I took a detour to lead them elsewhere.”

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"How much longer can we stay"

Then Deng Shu thought for a moment and said, "New Year's Eve."

"Being able to spend another year with them is good enough," Zhao Rucheng lay down, covering his head with the blanket, his voice muffled from under the covers: "Let the Criminal Investigation Department investigate. If they go too far, you can handle it."

Uncle Deng smiled. "Good."

As night fell and everyone was asleep, Jiang Wang finished his evening practice and quietly left his room, heading straight for the Fang clan's territory.

After the door was closed, and some time had passed, Jiang An'an finally sat up. She put on her brother's thick coat and took out a chubby little crane-shaped paperweight from her bag. She climbed onto a small stool and began writing a letter to the beautiful older sister.

Her brother often peeked at her letters, but she pretended not to know. She simply chose not to mind, but to keep her own little secret, now she wrote and read letters only when her brother was away, seizing every opportunity.

Under the cover of night, Jiang Wang successfully infiltrated the Fang clan's territory.

He was quite familiar with this place, carefully avoiding the patrolling Fang family guards.

He had already done this with Xiong Wen before.

Compared to that night, the Fang clan's defenses were stricter now, but the guards' energy and spirit felt weaker than before in Jiang Wang's perception.

He soon arrived near Fang Huelin's house and began searching for the best hiding spot. Zhao Rujun had already scouted the location during the day.

When Jiang Wang approached his target location, he discovered that someone was already crouched there. From this angle, he could only see the side of their head.

There's no need to guess, it must be someone from the Criminal Investigation Department.

This was a possibility that Zhao Ruocheng had proposed long ago.

I hope they can find out that Fang Huliang is involved. The Criminal Investigation Division isn't blind. The fact that there hasn't been any results for so long, probably just a way to lull the target into complacency.

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Jiang Wang remained motionless, holding his breath, and shifted to another location—a tree near the corner of the back house wall.

The trees in winter have sparse branches and leaves, making it difficult to conceal one's tracks. Fortunately, night provides the best cover.

Jiang Wang huddled in the branches of a tree, shrinking himself as much as possible to minimize exposure. With only his eyes, he watched intently within Fang's mansion.

Hold your breath and wait for changes.

The wind stirred the long night, and the moon was hidden by heavy clouds.

Fang He Ling’s room was dark, but at this moment, he slipped outside. With a leap, he climbed onto the roof and glanced in one direction before silently disappearing into the night.

From this series of quiet movements alone, one can see a change in his capabilities. Perhaps he has already completed the small cycle, entering the Zhoutian realm!

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Jiang Wang didn't act hastily, but patiently waited for a few breaths of time.

Immediately, a shadow emerged, but this person didn't come out from the spot where Jiang Wang had previously judged the Jixing Si (Imperial Censorate) secret agents were hiding.

Three people were watching Fang Hualing tonight.

What's even stranger is that this person didn't head toward Shang He Ling, but instead turned and walked towards a different location in the Fang clan territory. Jiang Wang remembered it was the direction of the Fang clan ancestral hall.

Jiang Wang remained motionless for several more breaths. The covert guard from the Criminal Investigation Department only emerged from his hiding place after that, following Fang Huelin's direction.

Jiang Wang remained still, waiting until the pursuer was about to disappear before coming down from the tree. He silently followed after them.

Only now could he be sure that there was no fourth shift tonight.

Let me know if you'd like me to translate any other text! translate!During the half month Jiang Wang spent mingling in Qingyun Pavilion, the tide of political reform in Yong Nation was also surging forward.>After the banquet celebrating Wei Ning's long life...