Ye Fan originally hadn't planned to tell Zhao Feipeng what he'd found out. Even if he did, it wouldn't help much; if Zhao Feipeng got impatient and made a move, one misstep and he might instead fall into Zhao Zhongtian's hands.
The shady power Zhao Zhongtian controlled was anything but weak. Ye Fan knew full well that Zhao Feipeng was no match for him.
But in order to give Zhao Feipeng some warning and a bit of an upper hand, so he wouldn't inexplicably end up in Zhao Zhongtian's grasp, Ye Fan still laid out everything he had uncovered.
"I'd already guessed as much, but seeing all this still chills me to the bone. How I wish it weren't true." Zhao Feipeng was in great pain. These sorts of family scandals were headaches for any clan; he never thought he'd have to face one himself.
How he wished it was all fake, that Zhao Zhongtian was still that younger brother of his, that his own son wasn't dead.
