Weiyang Whispers · The Wen Family's PupAI

A: An old man in the Wen household died recently. Have you heard?

B: Tsk. What's so strange about somebody dying in the Wen family?

A: But this one was the Cong family veteran who ran Wen Tao's business for twenty years! Plenty of the Weiyang Chamber of Commerce's big deals could be done by nobody but him. He was riding high!

B: Oh… no wonder there are so many people on the street buying up whispers about the Congs. Sounds like his merits outshone his master's. Did Wen Tao do it himself?

A: However powerful the Congs get, they're still just dogs. Who needs to kill a dog with his own hands? But I hear… the one who did it was Wen Wuhen.

B: Wen Wuhen? He's the least remarkable of the lot. Whispers about him don't even fetch a price…

A: Hah! A rat's son still knows how to dig! He pretended to throw in his lot with that Cong fellow, claimed Wen Tao wasn't home, and offered to trade the Wen family's ancestral art of grave robbing for the chance to set up on his own.

B: And the man believed him?

A: He did. So he was lured into the Wen family compound, and in the end he never got to see a thing. What can a dead man see?

B: Heh. And what does the Wen family tell outsiders?

A: That the man went wild in his cups and tried to take Wen Tao's kin hostage, and Wen Wuhen risked his own life to cut him down! And Wen Tao, why, he even shed tears before the coffin!

B: Wen Tao, weeping for someone named Cong? I believed you up to now, but that's a bit of a stretch.

A: What do you know? Those were tears of joy… Of all Wen Tao's many children, at last there's one who takes after him!

A: From that day on, he counted Wen Wuhen as one of his own.

B: …Interesting. Your news is worth the price.