The Steward Demonic Emperor

Chapter 17

As the three left Cai Manor, Captain Pang and Luo Yunchang were trembling and even looked back now and then for fear of Cai Rong having changed his mind. Only Zhuo Fan was calm, yet a bit of rage still existed in his heart.

“Young miss, is there anywhere else we can go?” Zhuo Fan asked in a cold tone.

Her eyes turned misty as she shook her head. Captain Pang also signed in sorrow.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Fan gnashed his teeth and promised himself to run the Cai clan into the ground one day.

He was just a step away from providing a safe haven for the Luo siblings, yet Cai clan’s father and son ruined it all.

If the day came that the Cai clan was ruined because they offended Zhuo Fan, Cai Rong would be twisting inside with regret.

But that was the future. Now, Zhuo Fan was pissed. His hopes were dashed and he had to spend more time to look after the siblings.

Zhuo Fan mumbled for a while, then said, “Young miss, do you know what are the Seven Noble Houses?”

“What! W-where did you hear that from?”

Luo Yunchang was in a panic as she watched Zhuo Fan. It was as if he knew a heavenly secret. But recalling the fantastic events that happened the past days, she relaxed.

Captain Pang also looked oddly at Luo Yunchang. This was the first time he heard of them.

Pursing her lips for a long time, Luo Yunchang finally spoke in a solemn tone, “Since we lived in Cloud Manor and had no dealings with them, not knowing them is normal. But we are now wondering outside. If you ever meet someone from the Seven Noble Houses, you must avoid him, even if it’s a dog.”

Captain Pang was shocked. This was his first time seeing Luo Yunchang speaking on such a heavy tone; as if she was talking about horrifying people. Yet, a proud girl like her, even if from a fallen clan, did not speak near as highly about the Cai clan.

The warning seemed to go right past Zhuo Fan as he retained his calm.

“Be it Luo clan or Cai clan, regardless of how strong they are, they are only mortal clans. But in Tianyu Empire, there are seven officials who earned the imperial family’s approval and can stand next to the Emperor. Their power and territory are above all mortal clans. Fighting them is like going against the Empire.”

“What? This world has clans that can stand next to the imperial family?” Captain Pang’s face contorted in fear.

Luo Yunchang nodded with extreme seriousness, “Every clan knows these seven families must not be touched. I am telling you this so that you all must remember to be careful!”

“Is the Sun clan one of them?” interrupted Zhuo Fan.

Stunned for a second, Luo Yunchang shook her head, “Why do you ask?”

“Yeah, brother Zhuo, if she was of the seven houses, then young miss would’ve stopped you from smacking her. ” Captain Pang snickered. Since Luo Yunchang didn’t stop him then she agreed in silence.

As if she was found out, Luo Yunchang reddened and glared at him.

In fact, seeing Sun Yufei slapped was the most refreshing event for Luo Yunchang. Since Captain Pang could tell how glad the girl was, how could Zhuo Fan not? But Zhuo Fan’s vision was much further. Even if they had a falling out with the Sun clan, he had to understand the other’s background.

“Then is the Sun clan part of the seven houses?”

“What made you come to that conclusion?” Luo Yunchang was feeling nervous for some reason.

Her only hope right now was that Zhuo Fan was joking around to scare her, but his next words were spoken with a straight face, “That girl raved how she’ll let us see the might of the Seven Noble Houses.”

“H-how can this be? Did we offend Seven Noble Houses’ people?”

Luo Yunchang paled and her mind blanked, watching Zhuo Fan with empty eyes. Captain Pang was even worse, his heart froze up.

At this moment, the world seemed to have vanished, making way for silence…

“Zhuo Fan, quick, we need to apologize to young miss Sun.”

Luo Yunchang pulled him to Cai Manor, but Zhuo Fan was stuck like a rock.

“If we go, we’ll die.” Zhuo Fan said coldly.

Luo Yunchang froze and her eyes glazed with helplessness. Zhuo Fan’s words were ear-piercing but they all spoke of the harsh truth. If offending the Seven Noble Houses was so easily settled, no one would’ve regarded them with such fear.

“Brother Zhuo, what do we do?”

They were all surprised to find Luo Yunhai speaking as he gazed at Zhuo Fan with unshakable faith.

Not even Zhuo Fan foresaw it. A kid that everyone overlooked was now watching him with such big and innocent eyes.

“Wasn’t I a stinkin’ slave?” squinted Zhuo Fan.

“Big bro Zhuo, we, brother and sister, are grateful for this new chance at life. You’re our greatest benefactor, my dear brother. My dear brother-in-law, please save us once again.”

“Yunhai, don’t talk nonsense.” Luo Yunhai glared with a red face, yet her eyes couldn’t help sneaking a glance at Zhuo Fan.

They were alive thanks to him. Despite being inferior in his eyes, Zhuo Fan’s abilities made others have a whole new level of respect for him. This was the reason why she appointed him as the clan’s steward.

For the rebuilding of the clan, men like him were needed.

Zhuo Fan saw Luo Yunhai’s imploring eyes and laughed inside.

[This kid is a clan’s son after all, haughty but also clever to see another’s talent; how adorable.] Moreover, helping the Luo clan was a given for him, “Does Windgaze City have men from the seven houses?”

“Yes, the Veiled Dragon Pavilion, the number one treasure appraising clan among the seven houses. Its wealth knows no bounds.”

“Then let’s return to the tavern and go to Veiled Dragon Pavilion tomorrow.” Zhuo Fan ruffled Luo Yunhai’s head. Only

“What for?” Luo Yunchang rushed to ask.

“Allies!” Zhuo Fan’s curt reply came.

The others were stunned.

Why would one of the Seven Noble Houses, the Veiled Dragon Pavilion, ally with a run down clan? That was more of the wish of a hopeless loser…

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