Chapter 774: Chapter 180: Honoring the Loyal Souls Today [Ten Thousand Words!]
Finally finishing the last line, Fang Che felt a little unsatisfied, saying: "How about I sing another song..."
"Get off the stage!"
The power of over ten thousand people speaking in unison was immense.
Mr. Fang was directly booed off the stage.
A wave of laughter filled the air, and that indescribable melancholy dissipated invisibly.
After stepping down, Fang Che, prompted by Jing Xiuyun’s gaze, approached Qin Fang and raised his glass: "Hello, Sister Qin."
Qin Fang seemed a bit uneasy, but she still responded gently: "Hello, Mr. Fang."
"Uh... the child is very cute."
Fang Che, having laid the groundwork for so long, decided to just get straight to the point: "Sister Qin, would you listen to our advice?"
Qin Fang turned her gaze, filled with melancholy, towards the name of Huang Dayou on the wall, bit her lip, and said nothing.
Fang Che could see her hesitation, knowing that she wasn’t entirely unmoved, he bluntly decided: "On that day, our Guardian Hall will prepare a dowry, as if marrying off a daughter. Er Quezi can be a bit cheeky and careless; it would be a favor for Sister Qin to watch over him for us."
Qin Fang blushed, saying: "I’m not... I... I..."
"Then it’s settled."
Fang Che decisively stated: "When the time comes, Master Yuan and I will each be responsible for the groom and bride, respectively."
He patted the little boy beside him on the head, saying: "This is ambition, let us work together to strive for a good future for the child."
To give the child a good future, these words completely moved Qin Fang.
"Well... thank you, Mr. Fang..."
She blushed, looking down.
"It’s a family matter. No trouble at all."
Fang Che nodded with a smile.
He gestured a ’settled’ sign behind his back to Jing Xiuyun.
Indicating that his task was complete, and now it was time for the women to talk.
Jing Xiuyun’s eyes lit up, unable to suppress a sense of admiration. Mr. Fang really is impressive.
Never expected Mr. Fang to act as a matchmaker with such high efficiency.
Just a few words, accomplishing what Er Quezi couldn’t in six or seven years.
If he really did become a matchmaker... goodness... would other matchmakers have any business left?
Among the crowd, an old lady with no hair had been watching Fang Che’s busy work from start to finish.
She couldn’t help but sigh and spoke to her son, who was wearing the Guardian Hall’s attire: "Back then, if there had been someone like that, your mother wouldn’t have had to suffer so much... you son of mine are no worry either, just look how Baiyun State Guardian Hall does things, then look at the difference over there..."
The middle-aged man’s face was flushed: "Mom, it’s not the same... our Guardian Hall truly can’t come up with so much money. Forget organizing something of this scale; we can’t even manage one-tenth of it... truly, we don’t have the money."
"Heh... did their money fall from the sky?"
The old lady snorted: "Look at the people who came today, you can tell from their faces, who doesn’t carry grievances? Who hasn’t suffered? But with today, all past grievances and bitterness will dissipate."
"It’s worth it!"
"Even I, an old lady who’s been guarding for eighty years, feel it was worth it. How much more for others? Baiyun State Guardian Hall truly keeps these people in their hearts, they truly care... child, this is the human heart!"
"From now on, those who were here today will leave with heads held high, why? Because they’re fulfilled, all sacrifices have been rewarded; especially when facing other Guardian Hall families, it will be with added honor."
"What is this? This is glory!"
"You guys get excited over a medal for years, but what about those at home? How do they take pride? With your medals? No, right? You need to consider this. It’s not that you have to spend so much money, but you need to let those heroic descendants and widows feel that their sacrifices are worthwhile."
"You serve the continent, glory, and the people, but what about those who follow you? Are they just doomed?"
The old lady rambled: "You need to take it to heart, take it to heart."
As she was speaking, Fang Che happened to come over, and the old lady grabbed Fang Che’s hand, refusing to let go: "Mr. Fang, truly commendable, truly commendable."
Fang Che smiled warmly: "You’re too kind, it’s just part of my duties."
The old lady held his hand: "Mr. Fang, have you found a wife yet?"
Fang Che sweated a bit: "I have, I have."
"Did she come today?"
"Yes, she came too."
"Where is she?"
The old lady pressed on, leaving Fang Che with no choice but to lightly point at Ye Meng, who was talking with Zhao Ying’er.
The old lady immediately displayed a look of regret, saying: "He really found one."
Then displayed a satisfied smile: "This girl is really beautiful, only such a good girl matches Mr. Fang."
Fang Che nodded repeatedly, nearly breaking a sweat.
Fang Che glanced at the middle-aged man with a look of pleading.
The middle-aged man understood: "Mom, let me have a word with Mr. Fang."
"Ha... you’re just making excuses..." the old lady, though old, was not confused at all.
She rolled her eyes and went directly to chat with other old ladies.
The middle-aged man wiped his sweat, looked up to see Fang Che wiping his sweat too, and they both smiled at each other.
"Mr. Fang, where did the money come from?"
The middle-aged man lowered his voice: "More than a hundred million, right?"
"Just about... ahem, someone made a donation." Fang Che replied vaguely.
"That’s great."
Seeing Yuan Jingjiang approaching, Fang Che hurried away.
The middle-aged man stopped Yuan Jingjiang: "Master Yuan."
"Vice Hall Master Yan."
"Master Yuan, let’s not dance around the issue, where did the money come from? Who sponsored it?"
"What... who sponsored it? It was all Mr. Fang’s own money, organized under his personal name, our Guardian Hall couldn’t manage it."
"Mr. Fang’s money?" The middle-aged man was shocked.
"Yes, and to avoid causing moral pressure and potential reactions from other Guardian Halls, Mr. Fang took it all on under his name, and did not accept our contributions."
Yuan Jingjiang was full of admiration: "Mr. Fang is incredible! A true man, a real man!"
The middle-aged man was taken aback.
All the funds were from one person!
Under one person’s name!
Truly remarkable...
"If you want to organize something similar, it’s simple. Just have a wealthy person from your hall do the same." Yuan Jingjiang raised his eyebrows.
"Get real!"
The middle-aged man was instantly frustrated.
Where could we find such a wealthy person? Not to mention within the Guardian Hall.
Those guys barely make it through the month with their salaries; their resources and elixirs are running short!
Each one is the type who can’t even save a piece of bread in their den!
"Sigh..."
Fully understanding the reality, the middle-aged man knew that such an event couldn’t be replicated!
Even if someone within the Guardian Hall had money, they would need to withstand the pressure of the whole world like Fang Che did!
This event continued until the moon was high in the sky.
Finally, everyone collected their gifts and medals, stepping out of the hall into the courtyard.
Around the entire Baiyun State Guardian Hall, fireworks soared into the sky in neat succession.
Bang, bang, bang...
Wave after wave of fireworks shot into the high sky.
The entire night sky was painted in multicolors!
This fireworks show lasted a whole 15 minutes; Baiyun State’s night sky turned into a mesmerizing array of colors.
Everyone tilted their heads, gazing upwards, with looks of intoxication.
Fang Che leapt into the air, shouting loudly.
"To be born a Guardian Hall member!"
The crowd shouted in unison: "To die as the soul guarding the Continent!"
"No regrets in this life of fighting!"
"Glory even in death this life!"
Fang Che shouted long and loud: "Ten thousand families alight!"
All the active Guardian Hall members shouted in unison: "It is on my shoulders!"
"The lives of the people!"
"It is on me!"
The resounding shouts shook the earth and sky, strong and mighty, and amidst the determined cries, everyone felt their blood flowing fiercely!
Throats choked up, their eyes couldn’t help but heat up.
Over ten thousand family members felt proud, satisfied, honorable, and their hearts were burning hot and sourly, uncontrollably, they couldn’t help but shed tears like rain.
In the dazzling fireworks in the night sky, everyone seemed to see their family’s hero, smiling brilliantly at them.
That smile, shining across the sky.
Like the Milky Way forever.
