Chapter 65: What's the Plan?

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"So what's your plan?" David asked. Minutes later and they were still hidden behind the walls of the alley.


"Hm?" Eric murmured, entranced and staring at the pavement after talking with David about the fact that Eric's being played by their parents and that priest.


"Now that we're certain that you're being morally persecuted. What's your plan?"


Eric scratched his chin, then looked at the sky that's being framed by the buildings overhead.


"Don't think," David said, grabbing Eric's shoulder. "Let's fucking expose them right away, tell them we've had enough of this shit. Well, you've suffered enough. We've suffered from their acts that justice demands we fight for ourselves."


Eric shook his head, then lowered his head to stare at the pavement once more.


David saw Eric's eyes sparkling in treacherous serenity, like the glittering water of the ocean under the summer sky. "I have a plan."


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That afternoon David returned home. Entering the house amidst the shocked and worried faces of the guards and some housemaids, David, messy and pauperlike in appearance, briskly walked to the door of his father's room. And knocked.


When the door opened, it was like an air of insidiousness blew inside Feng's room.


Feng Zhou's face was unexplicably contorted into different directions, a plethora of nasty expressions on his face: disgust, anger, sorrow, and everything in between along the spectrum of the dark rainbow.


But his face immediately transformed into an expression of shock when David knelt in front of him, then got into all fours.


"I'm sorry, father."


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As the noon sky above the buildings lit Eric's beautiful face, David saw Eric's smirk creeping up.


Amidst the littered garbage along the alley, Eric stood like a pillar of clarity. David suddenly admired this image of cunningness. He understood what Eric's smirk meant.


"Let's play with them."


Eric's voice was full of cold mischief.


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In the afternoon, Eric went home with a knowing smirk on his face.

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