Chapter 1283: Chapter 45: Sikong Dou’s Regret
Ye Meng walked over, using a snow-white towel to wipe each little guy with different parts of the towel.
Then he looked down to carefully examine the slight sweat stains.
Ye Meng wore a delighted expression: "Now, it has reached the level of normal children."
"From tonight onward, you can begin their Martial Arts foundational training."
Fang Che said to Ye Meng, "Anyway, when we’re not home, just train them hard according to the method I gave you."
"Every single one of them, including when they walk, eat, sleep, will begin to bear weight."
"Then start cultivating. Keep in mind the strictest, harshest standards, understand? Otherwise, they won’t be able to catch up."
"I understand."
"Once they enter the grading stage, they can come into contact with things to strengthen their foundation and vital energy. The priority now is to become a Martial Disciple!"
Fang Che sighed softly, "I hope they can withstand it."
He couldn’t help but think of Sikong Dou’s Spirit Crystal Stone Milk.
If only we had that, it would really achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Unfortunately...
Messed it up!
He couldn’t help but ask himself: If Sikong Dou really regretted it, and was persuaded by Sikong Ye to deliver the Spirit Crystal Stone Milk, would he accept it?
Fang Che thought for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile.
Impossible now.
As a joke, Sikong Ye crafted a plan, and the brothers took it as a mischievous jest to obtain it, which is not the same as Sikong Dou delivering it himself.
Given as a joke is just that.
But delivering it specifically would truly appear as accepting a favor to repay, and moreover, as accepting a bribe.
The nature is completely different!
If you and I have a good relationship, trusting each other with our lives, then taking your things would bear no burden. If there’s a chance in the future, I’d repay you a millionfold, and it would be worth it.
But if the relationship isn’t at that point, then even if it’s just a thread, I wouldn’t take it from you.
As Sikong Ye said, Fang Che’s temperament is peculiar but very clear.
With friends, he can joke without restraint; with enemies, he uses any means necessary.
For official duty, he might take unconventional measures to achieve his goals.
But with those who have a generally average relationship, he wouldn’t overstep any boundaries.
In the evening.
After dinner.
Fang Che and the others began group training for the little guys, including Ye Meng, making a total of nine people, just right with eight boys and one girl.
One-on-one.
Strict requirements. Repeated corrections.
Under the night sky, each one was incredibly focused.
Two figures stood like two mists in the air, silently watching below.
It was Emperor Ye and the top thief Sikong Dou.
Watching the nine malnourished children below striving to learn.
Watching Fang Che and the others earnestly instructing.
Such earnest concentration reminded them of their childhood and their masters.
In the face of such empathy, their hearts trembled a little.
"Is it just these nine children?" Sikong Dou asked through voice transmission.
"Or is it supposed to be you and me as these two kids?" Emperor Ye mocked mercilessly.
"Sigh..."
Sikong Dou deeply sighed.
His heart surged with boundless regret.
At that moment.
Feng Xiangdong said to Fang Che, "Boss Fang, this way of cultivation is too slow. The foundational heavenly treasures in our family belong to those either innately nourishing or those who need them before the age of three; otherwise, they are for after becoming a Samurai. But for this very phase, honestly, there is none."
Xue Wanren and Yu Zhongge also smiled wryly.
It is indeed the case.
Because... even in the lowest ninth-level family, by this age, the children’s foundation has long been laid.
Below, Fang Che was silent for a moment, then said: "In training martial arts, there’s no shortcut to follow. This path is naturally arduous and difficult, but they just have to endure it!"
"If relying on external forces indeed saves some time, but without external support, does it mean there is no way to progress?"
"Without external assistance, progress might be slow. But this process of solidifying the entire foundation will become an indelible memory for them."
He smiled and said: "It will also be the most important wealth of their lives."
Fang Che smiled and asked the little guys: "Big brothers are poor, they can’t provide you shortcuts. In the future, it might mean you will need more time and effort to catch up with others, how do you feel about that?"
Ren Chun loudly said: "Big brother gave us a chance, which is already as high as the heavens and as deep as the earth. In this lifetime, Ren Chun dares not have any complaints against big brother. On the contrary, we will always remember and work harder."
He showed a bright smile on his little face and said: "In the future, we will compete in speed with the geniuses, let’s see whether they are faster or we are. Once we catch up with any one of them, it will be a great victory for us!"
"We will surpass every single one constantly!"
"Every person we surpass is an achievement for us! That feeling will be mesmerizing!"
The little guys all began to laugh.
Because they understand that feeling very well.
"The feeling of surpassing every person really will be mesmerizing! Big brother, even when we run away, we compete to see who runs faster, let alone that feeling of surpassing such great figures we once didn’t dare think of."
"We will thoroughly enjoy this process!"
The little girl Ren Dong shook her two pigtails and loudly shouted.
The voice was crisp, piercing straight into the night sky!
Everyone laughed heartily.
The entire courtyard was instantly filled with joy.
High in the sky, Sikong Dou’s face was ashen.
Gone, even the opportunity is completely blocked.
"Now, are you satisfied?"
Emperor Ye sighed deeply: "I’ve said before, he wouldn’t give you the chance to remedy it."
Sikong Dou felt endless regret, and said, "How could this kid have such a temper?"
"It’s not just about temper, don’t forget his identity, the life and death order master, you can’t even understand this?"
Emperor Ye sighed: "In his view, he saved me, and I agreed to his conditions and gave him the cultivation technique, so everything’s square. Henceforth, any further interactions are between friends."
"But you refused his friendly interactions."
"So, if he were to accept anything from you again, what would that be?"
"Therefore, the path he’s blocking isn’t yours, since you’ve already refused. He’s blocking his own path."
Emperor Ye said: "We’re all old hands in the Jianghu, brother, you’ve been living too carefree all these years."
Sikong Dou stood there, stunned.
Looking at the nine little children below.
He could see at a glance that these children were inherently lacking, and he could see the scars on their exposed arms and legs that reminded him of his own past.
He felt he had never regretted like this in his life.
Of course, the regret was magnified by Fang Che’s influence.
If it weren’t for Fang Che, there would be tens of thousands of such little beggars in the world. Who would’ve sympathized with them? How could anyone have sympathized with them?
But precisely because there was Fang Che, because there was Fang Che’s afternoon disgrace.
This caused Sikong Dou’s guilt.
And ultimately magnified Sikong Dou’s regret.
Below, Mo Gan Yun asked loudly: "Boss Fang, you’ve been elusive and haven’t appeared in the last two days. What have you been up to?"
Fang Che smiled calmly: "I went to handle some personal matters."
Then he clapped his hands and said: "It’s almost Hai Hour. We, the eight of us, are ready to move. Ye Meng, you stay here and watch them practice, make sure it’s until midnight. Even if they die of thirst, they can’t drink water. Use the body refining technique as much as possible to expel impurities from the body!"
"Understood!"
"Continue until there’s so much sweat that there’s no more to be produced, then rest. Use relaxation to expel the sweat further. Then wait until the body is completely dry, with no sweat left, before drinking the water mixed with Pei yuan pills to expel impurities."
"Got it."
Ye Meng rolled her eyes.
These things don’t need you to say.
Auntie was trained like this back in the day...
Then Fang Che and the others split into two teams.
Fang Che specifically reminded: "Don’t forget to seize the loot!"
Immediately, there was a burst of cheerful laughter.
The two teams shot into the night sky like two arrows.
High in the sky.
The two remained in silent existence.
For a long time.
Emperor Ye sighed softly: "I’m going back to kill now. The life-saving matter has been resolved, but the underworld is still a chaotic mess."
He shook his head.
His body dissipated into thin mist.
Sikong Dou opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his brother’s shadow had already vanished.
He sighed in despair as if he were dead.
Reluctantly left.
Living a life always true to oneself, never feeling such regret, but today, he truly tasted this feeling.
"You’re really a big fool, aren’t you? People deliberately arranged things to get closer, interacted with you under the guise of friendship, and you’ve been in the Jianghu for over eight thousand years, yet you’ve messed it all up directly!"
"Fool, you gave away two big chunks that day, yet when they asked for a few drops as if asking for your life, you didn’t give any!"
"You were given a way down, and you didn’t take it!"
"...Sigh."
Sikong Dou stood in the night wind for a full hour before walking away with complex emotions.
He once thought about sneaking down while Fang Che was away to feed the children Spirit Crystal Immortal Milk, but... after you’ve hit their faces by not giving, now they don’t need it anymore, and you come rushing to offer...
Moreover, do it secretly, afraid to let anyone know.
How despicable must you be?
Therefore, even if you want to make amends, you must let Fang Che know it first! Otherwise, this matter cannot be settled.
"In the future, I need to do more things, see if the relationship can be restored... Otherwise, I’d be indebted for a lifetime, wouldn’t I?"
...
Fang Che and the others arrived at Qianxiang Road Brothel.
From far away, they could see the brothel brightly lit.
The scent of cosmetics was already quite strong.
The sound of singing and dancing strings could be heard from afar.
In such an environment, just hearing and smelling, you’d irresistibly want to go in and have a look.
Really... even the air is filled with enchantment and allure.
Making it impossible to resist, instinctively fantasizing.
The area in front of the brothel was crowded, bustling incessantly.
"This business... this business really is..."
Dongyun Yu was dumbfounded: "This is actually a brothel? Look at how many people are here! Isn’t this literally a market? Are there so many girls in this building?"
"You should first look at how big this place is." Fang Che rolled his eyes: "A bunch of ignorant country bumpkins!"
