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Three captives had been taken, and Liu Fan's usefulness had diminished significantly. In the dead of night, he was dragged from his bed, bleary-eyed, to the entrance of the tomb, where he stood outside Liu Cong's locked room, his face filled with terror.
Sang Qingxiao brushed lightly near his eyelids, and when he saw Liu's ghost, his fear reached its peak. He turned to flee, but no one gave him that chance. Someone kicked him hard, and Liu Fan rolled a few times due to the momentum, ending up at Liu's feet.
The child, whose attention had been caught by the commotion, frowned as he looked down at the ground and then revealed an innocent and polite smile. "Dad?"
He is not your father! Liu said expressionlessly. After saying this, he crouched down patiently to teach the child that some beasts are unworthy of being sons or fathers. From now on, do not call him 'dad.' After all, given what had happened, it was highly likely that today would be their last meeting.
"Huh?"
It was too complicated—much more complicated than a big toy. Liu Cong couldn't understand and shifted his focus back to solving the mechanism.
Liu watched Liu Fan crawling on the ground, his eyes darting around restlessly. Apart from feeling coldness in his heart, he had no other emotions.
He leaned down in a way that seemed impossible for an ordinary person, contorting his face into a ghastly expression as if hanging by a noose, and thrust it toward Liu Fan's face. Liu Fan screamed in fright.
If you haven't done anything wrong, why fear ghosts knocking at your door? Tsk tsk, Liu Fan, how can you still have the face to shout!
"Dad! Dad! How are you still alive?" Liu Fan shrank into a corner of the wall, muttering frantically to himself. "This must be a dream—yes, just a dream! I was just falling asleep. Dad, please don’t scare me! If you scare me again, don’t expect your precious grandson to bow and burn paper for you!"
"Ha! You've already been captured; how long do you think you can live? You still want to threaten me with Congcong? Whether or not someone burns paper for me is none of your concern. But I can guarantee that no one will burn paper for you!"
The Liu Family was once thriving; all the skills, reputation, and heritage accumulated over time have been ruined by you! Thinking about it this way, my death isn't unjust; who told me to raise such a monster like you?
As Liu approached step by step, Liu Fan waved his hands in an attempt to drive him away. His hands moved so suddenly that they passed right through Liu's ghost.
The bone-chilling coldness instantly froze him in place; fear crept into every crack of his bones as he felt death was just within reach.
Overwhelmed with fear, he found a bit of courage to plead. Memories flooded back—his father's indifference, disappointment, and dissatisfaction loomed large in his mind as he felt surrounded by gloom.
Suddenly raising his head, Liu Fan pushed forward with all his might and passed through Liu's spirit entirely, sprinting toward the farthest point behind him while keeping a wary distance. He shouted loudly in rebuttal: "I’m not wrong! The one who’s wrong is you! I just wanted to change the situation of the Liu Family! If you had listened to me, how could we have ended up like this?"
"Change the situation?" Liu raised his voice as well and confronted Liu Fan. "Why does the Liu Family need to change? We guard a craft that is needed by others; as long as we do it well, you won’t have to worry about food and clothing for your entire life—or even for several generations!"
Liu Fan angrily interrupted him: "What I want is more than just not worrying about food and clothing! The skills of the Liu Family shouldn’t be limited to merely repairing tombs."
Even if it’s the Royal Tomb you're repairing, do you think that makes it sound any better? You may hold a nominal third-rank position in the Ministry of Works, but who respects you among all the officials? They might even think you're bad luck!
Because of this profession, your children can't even marry someone from an equally prestigious family; your own daughter can only marry into families of fifth or sixth rank—what humiliation! Your third-rank official title can't even hold up your waist!
"I just want to operate from multiple angles—leave the Royal Tomb and take on a real position in the Ministry of Works. Even if my initial rank is low, as long as I work hard, there’s a chance to change the status of the Liu Family."
I excitedly shared this decision with you, yet you refused and even threatened my life to make me give up. Fine then; out of filial piety, I’ll listen to you.
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