To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Chapter 119 Wei Shan! My god!

He stopped mid-sentence, his eyes darting away.

Zhang Fan keenly noticed this detail!

It’s tricky!

He immediately added fuel to the fire, and then asked, feigning curiosity:

"Oh? For what reason?"

"Young Master Wei, what is the true meaning behind your 'Hall of Benevolent Children'?"

"Tell me quickly, let's broaden the horizons of that ignorant fellow Han Kou!"

With Zhang Fan's praise and Han Kou's provocation, Wei Shan completely lost his temper!

He puffed out his chest, lowered his voice, and said boastfully:

"Hmph! What do you know!"

"Let me tell you, my Charity Children's Hall isn't just a place I set up for nothing!"

He leaned closer, drunk.

"Those little brats...they'll be very useful when they grow up!"

"My dad said these are all... all top-quality goods!"

"But it's meant to be sent to a truly... important person!"

"To be...a plaything!"

Wei Shan uttered these three words.

Zhang Fan paused for a moment while pouring the tea.

A murderous intent arose from the depths of his heart.

Using living children as playthings.

His knuckles, which were gripping the teacup, turned white from the force, but his expression remained unchanged.

Can!

Zhang Fan could endure it, but Han Kou could not.

His eyes, fueled by alcohol and the secret, gleamed with greed and excitement.

"Playthings? What playthings?"

Han Kou grabbed Wei Shan's arm and pressed him for an answer:

"Explain carefully!"

Wei Shan enjoyed this feeling.

He hiccuped, pushed Han Kou's hand away, and smiled.

"Hehe...this toy is extraordinary."

Wei Shan lowered his voice, his tone filled with cruelty and smugness.

"Think about it, what material is the most precious?"

He held up his finger to indicate the name.

"It needs to be tender and clean!"

"It's best to raise them from a young age, training them to be completely obedient, so they'll do whatever you tell them to do!"

"I won't cry, I won't make a fuss, I'll only try to please you!"

"Like a delicate, breathing jade doll!"

Han Kou gasped!

He felt no fear, but rather was so excited that his body trembled.

The phrase "a jade doll that can breathe" ignited the desire within him.

He licked his lips, his eyes burning with desire.

"Brother Wei... Brother Wei!"

He changed his form of address, his tone becoming obsequious.

"Could you...could you get me a couple of these top-quality items too?"

"Get two?"

Wei Shan glanced at him sideways, his face filled with disdain and arrogance.

"Han Kou, do you think this is pork from the market?"

"Let me tell you! Every single item is carefully selected!"

"Physique, bone structure, and appearance—all top-notch!"

"Do you know how much effort and money it takes to raise a child?"

"Moreover, 60% of these goods are destined for high-ranking officials!"

"It's already an incredible feat for my dad to be able to secretly keep one or two of them!"

Wei Shan patted Han Kou on the shoulder.

"Although your father is the Commandant of the Prefecture, he doesn't even have the right to interfere in this matter! Do you understand?"

These words ignited a burning passion within Han Kou, yet also left him feeling restless and anxious.

He knew Wei Shan was telling the truth.

"Then... what should we do?"

Han Kou was so anxious he scratched his head and pleaded, "Brother Wei, we're brothers! Please show me the way!"

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Han Kou's expression, Wei Shan laughed smugly.

This is exactly the effect he wanted.

After the laughter subsided, Wei Shan turned to Zhang Fan, who had remained silent.

In his view, Zhang Fan was a bit clever, but lacked a solid foundation!

He felt that the proposal was a form of charity.

"Zhang Fan, right?"

Wei Shan patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder.

"You seem pretty clever, kid. I'm in a good mood today!"

He leaned close to Zhang Fan's ear, a lewd smile on his face, and whispered:

"How about it? Want me to... give you a 'virgin' too?"

"Let me tell you, it's absolutely clean! So fresh and clean!"

"I guarantee that once you try it, you'll never forget that taste!"

"young bird?"

These two words reached Zhang Fan's ears.

He could no longer suppress his emotions!

The atmosphere in the room changed, and the temperature suddenly dropped.

The smile on Zhang Fan's face disappeared.

His eyes turned cold and lifeless.

That was pure murderous intent.

Wei Shan and Han Kou were still laughing, unaware of the changes around them.

"What's wrong? Not saying anything? Are you shy?"

Wei Shan was still talking when he reached out to pat Zhang Fan's shoulder again.

"Don't worry, I guarantee you'll be satisfied..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

"Fuck your mother!"

A roar.

Zhang Fan made a move.

There were no unnecessary movements. He kicked out twice quickly and forcefully.

"Bang!"

The first kick landed on Wei Shan's chest!

Wei Shan's smile froze, turning into pain and horror. He flew backward, crashed into the wall, and slid to the ground with a thud.

"Bang!"

Almost simultaneously, the second footprint landed on Han Kou's lower abdomen.

Han Kou felt a tremendous force, his stomach churned, his body arched and he was thrown into the air, crashing next to Wei Shan, spitting out a mouthful of filth.

The intense pain dissipated the effects of their alcohol.

They lay on the ground groaning, their eyes filled with horror and confusion.

The commotion inside the room alerted the people outside.

"Bang!"

The door was kicked open.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

A dozen or so guards rushed in; they were Wei Shan and Han Kou's personal guards.

Then, seven or eight of Ji Honglou's thugs came in.

Fusu and Mofeng followed closely behind upon hearing the sound.

The moment they saw what was inside the room, everyone was stunned.

Dead!

The place was a complete mess.

Wei Shan and Han Kou lay in the filth in the corner, groaning in pain.

Zhang Fan stood in the center of the room, radiating a murderous aura, his eyes bloodshot.

Everyone present felt a chill when they met his gaze.

The impact was enormous, but everyone reacted differently.

Wei Shan and Han Kou's guards were completely blank.

What happened?

The young master they were protecting was beaten like this under their watch?

Who is the man?

How dare he?

Fusu's face was full of astonishment.

What could have made the teacher so angry?

Mo Feng's face was full of excitement.

The immortal master is truly amazing!

This brief silence was broken by the guard's angry roar.

"Protect the young master!"

"Kill him!"

Wei Shan and Han Kou's guards reacted, drew their swords, and rushed towards Zhang Fan.

But Zhang Fan was faster.

His figure flashed and he appeared in front of Wei Shan and Han Kou.

Before the two could react, Zhang Fan reached out and grabbed their hair, lifting them off the ground.

"What...what are you going to do?! Let me go!"

"Ah! My hair! Do you know who I am?!"

The two screamed and struggled.

It's all in vain!

Zhang Fan didn't speak; he stared at them with his cold eyes.

Then, he raised his hand.

"Snapped!"

A crisp popping sound.

Zhang Fan's palm struck Wei Shan squarely across the face.

The sound was particularly jarring in the quiet room.

Wei Shan's head snapped to one side, half of his cheek swelled up visibly, and a bloody tooth flew out of his mouth.