A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
With hurried but orderly footsteps, Yan Ruohai—director of the Fourth Bureau of the Overwatch Council—entered the Ministry of Justice. Behind him was a mob of the council’s secret agents. They were quite intimidating.
Seeing the Overwatch Council putting up such a front, Guo Zheng didn’t say much, "I didn’t think Sir Yan would come to oversee the interrogation." Yan Ruohai, however, ignored the Imperial Censor. He only looked at the handsome youth sitting on the chair. Smiling, Yan Ruohai greeted him. "Yan Ruohai at your service. Young Mister Fan, we've met before."
Fan Xian stood up and smiled, "If you hadn't come, I’d have demolished the entire ministry and gone into exile." He was kidding, of course.