The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space Chapter 2344: 2344: Plea (2)

Chapter 2344: Plea (2)

Gu Qingheng's eyes sparkled right away, yet the sight of the Silver Thumb Ring made him scowl, temporarily shelving the issue of naming. What was Xinxin's point with this? She wouldn't pass him an item tied to some other guy without cause, so... He abruptly moved under the lantern and inspected the Silver Thumb Ring's interior with care. A icy chuckle burst from him: “So that’s it.” He'd long figured that boy was no good; it turned out he was part of the Flame Sect. Fine, maybe this Silver Thumb Ring could prove useful soon enough.

The frontier looked calm at present, but unrest bubbled just below, and Dapu East Village brimmed with excitement too.

Outside Daguan Building, Feng Caie wailed bitterly, “Xinxin, I admit my son Ruban messed up, but he's just a kid. Please spare him.”

Earlier, Yang Ruban got lured by Diewu into tricking Sini, nearly getting her killed. Captured and jailed after, the old house folk hadn't been told back then, since Yang Ruban rarely showed up anyway. But his seven or eight days of vanishing sparked worry, and right then, word from the Governor’s Office arrived: Yang Ruban stood accused of kidnapping and attempted murder, doomed to exile.

Truth be told, exile marked the severest penalty for Yang Ruban's crime, while a year or so in custody was the mildest.

Still, Yang Ruxin fumed and refused to let Yang Ruban linger in the village stirring chaos, so Fang Dehua slapped him with the max sentence—banishment to the northwest, three thousand li distant.

Back in ancient days, exile often proved harsher than execution, as countless failed to reach their destination, perishing from fatigue, starvation, disease, or brutal beatings. Death was all but certain.

News hit like thunder, and Yang Baichuan with Feng Caie couldn't stomach it. Having lost one child already, losing another? Unthinkable. Thus, they begged Yang Ruxin for mercy.

Feng Caie had hoped her oldest son would join, but Yang Rusong, hearing of Yang Ruban's villainy, burned with shame and stayed away.

“Enough with the tears,” Yang Ruxin sighed. “Your boy may be young, but what of Mimi? How old is she?” She halted, “Do you realize who he teamed up with to abduct Mimi? Flame Sect thugs, an outright evil cult! Had I not intervened soon enough, heaven knows Mimi's fate... What then for our family?”

Feng Caie froze, clueless to the gravity: “But... but isn't she okay now?”

“Ha, okay now?” Yang Ruxin scoffed. “So harm must occur before it's wrong? Let me tell you, had Mimi come to grief, you'd be mourning her grave right now, not bawling here!”

Feng Caie gulped nervously.

“Instead of weeping at me, figure out how to raise your kids right. Yang Ruohuai's still little enough to mend his ways. Don't let him turn into another Yang Ruban, or you'll have nowhere left to grieve. Now go, please.”

“Xinxin, just one chance for Ruban, alright? We swear...”

“No promises you can make.” Yang Ruxin's expression hardened. “Letting him live instead of slaying him then was respect enough for the Yang Family. Don't test me further.”