148: Go sell melon seeds to that idiot Zhang!

"Dragon Brother! No! We can't let this go! That kid beat so many of us; we can't let him off!"

"Exactly! If I hadn't dodged in time, I would have almost been killed by that kid!"

"All of you, shut up!!!"

Tang Wenlong yelled in anger, turning to glare at the surrounding Tang Clan Disciples.

"I did tell you about Zhang Chulan, but when did I tell you to make trouble for him?"

"Unauthorized brawling, and even attacking Immortal Master Lin Yuan! Taking a beating and not being killed is already him being lenient!"

Tang Tingting looked at Tang Wenlong with hearts in her eyes.

"Dragon Brother is so handsome! So manly."

Several Tang Clan Disciples quickly stepped forward to help Tang Tingting up.

"My Sister Ting! Can you save your lovesickness for later? Let's go get some treatment first."

Tang Wenlong ignored everyone and went directly to Zhang Chulan.

"Sorry... Zhang Chulan, you've seen a joke. I'll take you to see the old man."

"Wait a minute!"

Zhang Chulan immediately rummaged through Feng Baobao's backpack and pulled out some Tianjin specialties.

"Everyone! These are all local specialties from Tianjin, mostly fried dough twists and fried cakes. It's a small token of my regard."

"Everyone gets a share! Sorry, sorry!"

"It's not easy for anyone, not easy at all. Let's just forget about it."

Zhang Chulan offered a specialty to each of the Tang Clan Disciples.

Zhang Lingyu also looked at Zhang Chulan with some shock.

It must be said, Zhang Chulan really knows how to handle people.

Lin Yuan watched Zhang Chulan offering specialties and cigarettes.

A slap and a date, in terms of winning people over, Zhang Chulan really has something.

"Alright, Zhang Chulan, let's go."

...The group followed Tang Wenlong, walking along a winding path upwards.

Both sides of the road were dense forests, and several dark figures were constantly following their movements.

Lin Yuan didn't say anything; they were about to enter the core area, so it was normal to have people monitoring them.

Zhang Chulan, however, was nervously looking around.

"Martial Uncle Lin Yuan... these people..."

Tang Wenlong noticed Lin Yuan's unusual reaction and chuckled:

"Zhang Chulan, you don't need to be nervous. These are just necessary security patrols."

"You wouldn't think that I would hold a grudge against you because of the Luotian Grand Ceremony, would you?"

Zhang Chulan scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

"Haha... well..."

Tang Wenlong led the way, slowly saying:

"To be honest, when I first came back, I was indeed very depressed, but now I'm not. To be honest, I even want to thank you."

"Huh?"

Zhang Chulan looked at Tang Wenlong in surprise.

"I didn't expect, Dragon Brother, you're also an honest person?"

"Not exactly... I just figured things out..."

Tang Wenlong said, recalling:

"At that time, I did lose to you, that's a fact, you really won."

Lu Linglong also couldn't help but say:

"I watched your match. Combined with his previous feigned weakness, he did use some strategies."

"However, it can't really be considered straightforward."

Tang Wenlong shook his head.

"You might think that, but I'm different. I come from the Tang Clan."

"Although we are now law-abiding citizens, before, the Tang Clan was a School that relied on assassination commissions."

"The true Tang Clan has always been in the business of killing, secretive and efficient, at all costs. These are the qualities a Tang Clan member should possess."

Tang Wenlong lowered his head and slowly said:

"Although I don't want to admit it, Zhang Chulan does seem more like a Tang Clan person than I do."

"This failure also made me see many of my shortcomings."

Lin Yuan looked at Zhang Chulan and couldn't help but shake his head.

Zhang Chulan, you really are something. Even someone from an old, cunning School is praising you as a sly old fox.

Among the younger generation, who is more cunning than you?

...The group walked along the path, and the sky grew dim.

"It's getting quite late today. You all can rest for the night in this dormitory building."

"Tomorrow, I'll take you to see the old man."

"Many thanks!"

Zhang Chulan hurriedly cupped his hands in thanks... Late at night, after the group had washed up, they returned to their rooms to rest.

Lin Yuan sat upright on the wooden bed, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.

This Tang Clan truly had fallen on hard times; the dormitory was extremely simple, and even the bed frame was rusty.

Knock, knock, knock.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Zhang Chulan, come in."

The door opened, and Zhang Chulan's figure appeared.

"Hehehe, Junior Martial Uncle, you can tell it's me through the door?"

Zhang Chulan looked at Lin Yuan with a fawning expression.

"Alright... tell me, what is it?"

Zhang Chulan closed the door and came to Lin Yuan's side.

"Martial Uncle Lin Yuan... are you busy right now?"

Lin Yuan naturally understood the unspoken meaning in Zhang Chulan's words. He stretched out a finger and slid it through the Void Realm, then condensed a white light shield in the air.

"Alright, our conversation won't be heard outside. Say whatever you want to say."

Zhang Chulan sighed. For a while, he had been considering whether or not to tell Lin Yuan Feng Baobao's secret.

During this time, Lin Yuan had helped Zhang Chulan a lot.

This time, being coerced by Quansheng to come to the Tang Clan, he thought for a long time and decided to be frank with Lin Yuan.

"Martial Uncle Lin Yuan! I'll tell you the truth. Actually, Sister Bao'er is an immortal..."

Lin Yuan's tone was very calm.

"This matter... I know."

"Ah? You... Martial Uncle Lin Yuan! You already knew all this?"

Zhang Chulan looked at Lin Yuan with an expression of disbelief.

"Hmm? Is that strange?"

"No... Martial Uncle Lin Yuan! How did you know about this?"

Zhang Chulan immediately pressed:

"How I know, you don't need to inquire. After I saw Feng Baobao, I already knew."

"No... just by looking, you can know her identity?"

"Then playing games with X-ray vision isn't even this powerful, is it?"

"Martial Uncle Lin Yuan! Since you knew... why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"It's exhausting to keep up the act, alright..."

Lin Yuan laughed heartily: "Hahahaha, I've always seen through things without saying anything, just to see how long you could keep it a secret."

Zhang Chulan hung his head low.

"So you've always been playing me for a fool..."

Lin Yuan smiled.

"Aren't some people self-proclaimed smart? Aren't fools meant to be played with?"

"Martial Uncle Lin Yuan! How can you be like this!"

"Hahahaha, alright, don't be angry. I'll go buy you some melon seeds."

"You really take me for a complete idiot, don't you?"

Zhang Chulan was silent for a moment, then changed the subject.

"Martial Uncle Lin Yuan, do you know anything about Sister Bao'er's background?"

"I know a little, but not much."

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