The Human Emperor (1-200)

C24: Eight Gods Pavilion

“Don’t be too happy yet. Our little uncle is at Heavenly Dragon Mountain, but I am unable to handle him. Currently, he is plagued with military affairs, but you have to be prepared to deal with him.”

Wang Zhu Yan said.

Wang Chong felt a headache. This was the problem when one’s clan gets too large and prosperous. The moment something happened, everyone would come knocking to demand an explanation.

“I will find a way myself.”

Wang Chong said as he lamented how troublesome the matter was.

His image as a profligate scion was etched too deeply into the minds of others. Even though Wang Chong did it all for the family, his little uncle wouldn’t know it. Unlike his Wang Zhu Yan, he didn’t have unreserved trust for him!

However, it was good enough for him to drag out the matter. As long as the matter dragged on for long enough for the truth to be revealed, he would be alright.

Wang Zhu Hong nodded her head and asked no further.

“Right, why did you come out from the Court of Judicial Review with those foreign monks?”

Wang Zhu Hong suddenly thought of something and stared at Wang Chong in alarm:

“It can’t be that you got into trouble at home again?”

“Of course not, there isn’t such a thing!”

Hearing Wang Zhu Hong speaking of this matter, Wang Chong placed his hands behind his head and leaned against the walls of the carriage, relaxing his entire body. In the first place, he had intended to look for his cousin for this matter. It was better now that she was asking about it herself.

“If not, why would you bring them to the Court of Judicial Review?”

Wang Zhu Hong couldn’t help but find something amiss with the matter. Her words gradually grew sharper and sharper.

The Court of Judicial Review was a place where people lodged their complaints and criminals were imprisoned. Why would anyone come to such a place for no reason? Could it be that this fellow’s old ways were acting up again? Had he gotten himself into more trouble even though the matter with the Yao Clan wasn’t settled yet?

At this point, Wang Zhu Yan’s gaze was filled with so much hostility that it felt as though she was staring at a nemesis.

“This… Actually, it is nothing much. I just owe them a bit of money.”

Wang Chong chuckled.

“You really just owe them a bit of money?”

Wang Zhu Hong was doubtful of his words.

“It’s true.”

Wang Chong answered seriously.

Huuuu!

Hearing that he only owed them money, Wang Zhu Hong heaved a long sigh of relief. “How much do you owe them? Ten taels? Or twenty taels?”

Halfway through her words, she reached into her sleeves to take out a few silver ingots.

“This… I’m afraid that it isn’t enough.”

Wang Chong was a little embarrassed.

“How much is it? It can’t be that you owe the other party one gold tael?”

Wang Zhu Hong was taken aback. However, she still pried open her seat and took out a golden sheet. Wang Zhu Yan’s father was the eldest son of the Wang Clan, so compared to Wang Chong’s father, Wang Yan, he was slightly more lax with money.