Chapter 141: Lie Detector

Kneeling before Fang Can, Wan Guixuan's cold sweat flowed continuously down his body.

Opening with a demand for half the family's assets was absolutely a life-threatening requirement for the Wan family, which had risen over two hundred years ago and possessed vast wealth and a grand enterprise.

But if one were to say Fang Can was ruthless, he only wanted money; once the money was in place, everything would be forgiven and forgotten.

Compared to certain martial artists who practiced Wu Gong until they went mad, directly confronting heaven, earth, and the very air in their pursuit of mental clarity, this fell within the realm of understanding.

"Oh, right, the principal offender cannot be left out."

Fang Can suddenly clapped his hands and said, "That Wan Chenyu, as the instigator, need not pay with his life. From now on, he should simply be a wealthy idle man and stop thinking about practicing Wu Gong."

Before him, Wan Guixuan's head snapped sharply upward.

Everything else was negotiable, but directly crippling Wan Chenyu, the future head of the Wan family, was a blow to the Wan family even more terrifying than losing half their assets.

After all, as the most promising of the younger generation in the Wan family, Wan Chenyu was the highest in talent, genius, and comprehension.

"Young Master Fang, I am afraid the Master will find it extremely difficult to satisfy this request," Wan Guixuan said.

"It doesn't matter, I am not in a hurry; you may take your time to consider it," Fang Can said with a carefree smile. "After all, I am not some devil. Even if you refuse, I cannot possibly take personal action against you, can I? That would be too undignified."

"Yes, yes, yes, Young Master Fang is righteous," Wan Guixuan nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Then let us start from the end of the month. I expect to receive your sincerity by the end of the month," Fang Can said with a tone of unparalleled kindness. "For every month that passes thereafter, simply add 5% interest."

"Monthly interest of 5%!" Wan Guixuan exclaimed in shock.

This was even darker than usury, and the base was half the Wan family's assets; it was simply madness.

"Anyway, I will not forcibly confiscate it; you may repay whenever you wish."

Fang Can waved his hand casually. "Anyway, when your assets are no longer enough to cover it, you can borrow and take loans to raise the money."

"This matter is too grave; this old servant must return to report and have the Master discuss it with the various families. I hope Young Master will grant permission," Wan Guixuan pleaded, bowing his head.

"Of course, go ahead. However, there is no need to notify me of the result. If you are willing to give, simply send it over consciously, and this matter will be considered closed."

"If you are unwilling, simply shrink back into a shell and do not obstruct my eyes in the future," Fang Can said impatiently, waving his hand.

After receiving permission, Wan Guixuan once again transformed into a pool of black shadow, flowed upstream against the current, and reattached himself to the top cover.

While hiding, Wan Guixuan still complained in his heart: 'What Young Master? He is simply a bandit, worse than a bandit! Even bandits would not dare to be this greedy.'

After dismissing the irrelevant people, Fang Can finally looked at Jiang Qilan and said seriously, "Miss Jiang, a kind reminder: in the future, try to avoid associating with scum like the Wan family."

After all, the current Emperor was killed because of his close ties with the Wan family; if Jiang Qilan continued to associate with them before the Wan family repaid their debt, she too might be dissolved in water.

'Holy crap, are they talking bad about people without hiding anymore?' Wan Guixuan's face turned black above; he never expected to be spoken about even after leaving.

"Thank you for Young Master Fang's guidance; I understand," Jiang Qilan shrank her neck, feeling slightly afraid of the youth before her whose smile shone brilliantly.

"It is good that you understand; in that case, I will not disturb Miss Jiang any further," Fang Can picked up another piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth. "We shall meet again when there is an opportunity; I shall take my leave now."

After speaking, without a shred of reluctance, he lifted the entire stack of pastries and, holding them, left directly.

To be honest, these pastries were quite addictive; absolutely delicious.

With pastries tucked in his bosom, he walked and ate along the way; by the time he returned to the formation, the pastries in his hand were just finished.

Looking at the formation organizing on the spot, and the martial artists' relatives approaching from a distance after being massacred in the battle.

Thinking of the need to perform a ceremony to guide their souls, Fang Can hesitated for a moment and said, "I will hold a Dharma assembly to guide them before we set off."

"We humbly obey the Divine Decree," Ye Yonglie said devoutly, pressing his palms together.

On the other side, Wan Guixuan found a deserted corner, drew a spiritual talisman, and connected to Wan Yuxuan through the resonance of the Soul Lamp.

At this moment, Wan Yuxuan had already concluded the morning court. Dressed in ordinary robes, he sat in a large armchair and said in a steady tone, "Did you see Fang Can? What was his attitude?"

"Reporting to the Master, I have successfully seen Fang Can. He also said he is willing to reconcile, but his conditions are somewhat harsh."

"Oh, what did he say he required?"

"He said... he wants half the Wan family's assets and the crippling of Young Master's Wu Gong," Wan Guixuan said, his voice trembling with anxiety and becoming quieter.

"What did you say!!!" Wan Yuxuan suddenly widened his eyes. "Why doesn't he just go rob a bank?"

'Isn't he doing exactly that...' Wan Guixuan muttered in his heart.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible," Wan Yuxuan waved his sleeve sharply. "A mere future potential Fourth Turn wants half my Wan family's assets; does he, Fang Can, even deserve it?"

"The Great Expansion is not the only Fourth Turn sect with the Jianshan of Calamity. If my Wan family were to attach ourselves to other powers, both the Inverted Gate and the Profound Void Gate would be begging us to join."

Wan Yuxuan frowned and said, "Tell Fang Can that this request is impossible; at most, we will give him two Fourth Turn ritual vessels."

"Yes, I will tell Fang Can," Wan Guixuan said in a low voice, but he had no intention of conveying the message at all.

Fang Can had already said not to obstruct his eyes if they disagreed; moreover, if the matter of Wang Peng's ritual vessel were exposed, and his greed affected the great cause, Wan Yuxuan would kill him immediately.

So now he was trying to avoid direct contact between the Wan family and Fang Can.

Cutting the connection, Wan Yuxuan sat in his chair, frowning in deep thought.

At this moment, he had completely abandoned the notion of reconciling with Fang Can and had turned to pondering which Fourth Turn power to defect to.

Or perhaps to dig up old scores and see which power was at odds with the Jianshan of Calamity.

After all, defecting was merely being a dog in name; while one did need to demonstrate sincerity and loyalty, it was not as bloody as Fang Can's demand to cut off half.

Inside the sedan chair, Fang Can was wandering around the formation wearing the hypnotic glasses that had been exposed from Wang Peng, preparing to test their effect.

But after trying them on a few people, the effect was very insignificant, almost as if they were useless.

After all, the ability of these glasses was cognitive modification, implanting false concepts into other people's brains.

But the entire Divine Convoy was founded on the basis of faith in Fang Can.

Even if Fang Can said water was poisonous or that there were three suns in the sky, these believers would pause for a moment and then doubt whether their past common sense was wrong.

So within the formation, Fang Can himself naturally carried a hypnotic effect; the glasses were unnecessary.

'What broken glasses? Having to rely on hypnosis to pick up girls is too low.'

Fang Can, speechless, walked back into the sedan chair and looked at the maid inside who was not a believer, asking, "You will very much want to have sex with me next."

"No... I dare not overstep," the maid said in panic, but Fang Can's hypnotic glasses did not trigger.

Clearly, the hypnotic glasses, acting as a lie detector, concluded that no implantation was necessary.

Which of the maids present did not always want to bed him? There was no need for Glasses to act at all.

(End of this chapter)