Fang Shiao sensed something was off, yet his subordinates hadn't quite grasped it.
"Yes! Old Xia is right. Fang Chao should be the one to take action!"
Deep down, they actually hoped Fang Chao would die out there, ensuring that the power of the eldest branch wouldn't be overtaken by the second.
As the clamor grew louder, despite his reservations, Fang Shiao couldn't refuse.
Fine!
Let it be then!
It would be best if they could kill Fan Ye, but if they couldn't, at most they would lose some Golden Armored Warriors. Eliminating Xia Jiangyuan along with the elite of the second branch might weaken the Fang Family substantially, but perhaps it wouldn't be such a bad thing.
It was just… it would be such a waste if his son were to die.
"Alright then! Since Fang Chao is so willing to take responsibility, let him lead three squads of Golden Armored Warriors to carry out the mission in the Capital! Old Xia, when do you propose they depart?"
