131: Chapter 131 Lü Liang's Futile Efforts

"Then, Teacher Hu..."

"The matter of your son participating in the Celestial Master qualification selection is settled."

Perfected Master Lingyu, looking as pure as snow in his white robes with a cinnabar mole between his brows, remained as dashing and refined as ever.

"No problem, no problem!"

"That good-for-nothing son of mine certainly wouldn't dare covet the position of the Celestial Master's successor..."

"However, to allow him the opportunity to see the talents of the world, this old man is already flattered!"

"But this time, even Outsiders can participate in the selection..."

"Your master's actions are truly shocking!"

An old man with white hair and beard, yet looking spirited and hale, sat opposite Zhang Lingyu, speaking eloquently.

"Lingyu dares not speculate on my master's intentions; I can only do my best to execute them..."

"By the way, my master hopes that Teacher Hu can send some experts to Longhu Mountain; it would be even better if you could come yourself..."

"This is an unprecedented grand event in the Outsider world, and my master does not want any mishaps..."

"Are you worried about someone causing trouble? Who would dare? Only that bunch of madmen, perhaps..."

"Rest assured! At that time, my Dongxiang Villa will fully support this event! If those Quanxing monsters dare to come and stir up trouble, I, Hu Lin, will be the first to not let them off!"

"Hearing you say that, this junior is relieved... I shall take my leave!"

"Don't be like that! Lingyu, you are the Celestial Master's closing disciple! In terms of seniority, you're even higher than me! Haha! Stay for a meal!"

"No, thank you, farewell!"

Hu Lin slowly walked back to the inner residence, his face revealing the shyness only a lovestruck youth would have.

"Honestly! Suddenly there's a guest..."

"Leaving me all alone, making me so bored!"

With pink hair, an oversized men's shirt, and orange hot pants, Xia He lay half-reluctantly in a young man's arms, speaking these words of explicit longing to Hu Lin.

"Dad, you go do your thing! I'll just stay here and keep Xia He company!" Hu Jie also looked completely infatuated with Xia He.

"You little brat! Get down from there!" Hu Lin's rage was almost spitting onto Hu Jie's face as he dragged his son to the ground and beat him with punches and kicks.

"You little brat, you dare touch your father's woman!" he complained while kicking him.

"Your woman? Since when did I become your woman? Hu Lin?" Xia He's lazy, questioning voice drifted into the ears of the father and son, Hu Lin and Hu Jie.

"Dad! I love her! Please! Grant us your blessing!" Hu Jie still hadn't given up.

"Xia He! Don't be angry! I was confused by anger!" Hu Lin shouted.

"I am willing to do anything for you! Even if you wanted me to die, I wouldn't blink an eye! I should be the one who is yours!" Hu Lin swore while kissing Xia He's feet.

"Who came?" Xia He's tone was like a queen bestowing a favor upon a servant.

"The Celestial Masters Mansion, Perfected Master Nie Jiao, Zhang Lingyu!" Hu Lin's answer did not dare have the slightest hesitation.

"Hmm, Perfected Master Nie Jiao, huh..." Xia He said, lost in thought.

"Let's put it this way, Hu Jie, the matter of you participating in the selection is settled, right?"

"Yes!"

"Go and take the qualification for the Celestial Master's successor! For me!"

"I will! Even if I have to risk my life! It's just that there will be many experts there, and I'm afraid..." Hu Jie's determination was firm, but his confidence was lacking.

"There is nothing to be afraid of. Xia He can give you the determination, and I, Shen Chong, can help you possess the power needed to achieve your goal!"

A young man with a heavy scholarly air, wearing glasses, a gray shirt, and a black tie, patted Hu Jie on the shoulder, signaling his "goodwill."

"Morning, [Root of Disaster]!" The corners of Xia He's mouth curved slightly upward.

"Xia He, come here..." Shen Chong seemed to have something to discuss with her.

"Xia He, don't go! You brat, you are not allowed to pester Xia He anymore!" Hu Lin and Hu Jie were suddenly furious.

"You two, father and son, are really something... be good, don't cause any more trouble... when I come back, I will reward you both ♦~"

... Hu Family Villa, outside the villa owner's residence.

"Xia He! Tell me, aren't you being cruel, Xia He? After we leave, how are this father and son supposed to live?" Shen Chong had a bit of a sense of justice, but not much.

"Pah! If it weren't for me, could our group have a peaceful place to stay?" Xia He didn't suffer any losses, retorting immediately.

"Who would have thought that our group of evil heretics would be hiding right here in the orthodox Hu Family Villa..."

"That's true, thanks to you for finding such a stable place." Shen Chong no longer blamed Xia He as he had at the beginning, his tone softening.

"Finally, Lv Liang has finished his work." He clasped his hands behind his head with a mocking expression.

"Oh? Sect Leader, why are you here too?" Xia He was a bit surprised by the "guest" in the room, the acting sect leader of Quanxing—Gong Qing.

Unsurprisingly, Lv Liang had obtained the image of that scene just before Zhang Huaiyi died.

Lv Liang revealed to them his intention to use this memory to provoke Zhang Chulan.

"Very good, very good!" Shen Chong agreed wholeheartedly.

"Hey! This kid is really one who loves to watch the chaos unfold!" Gong Qing also looked full of emotion.

"Exactly! If he were a bit more mature, he would be just my type!" Xia He's gaze when looking at Lv Liang was practically dripping with affection.

Faced with Xia He's favor, Lv Liang looked horrified.

... St. Alice Church Hospital, outside the main gate.

Amidst Lv Liang's stunned expression, Zhang Chulan calmly accepted the image of Zhang Huaiyi's final moments gifted by him.

For a moment, Lv Liang even thought Zhang Chulan was crazy; accepting such explosive facts so calmly was, in itself, incomprehensible.

Lv Liang left cursing, muttering incessantly, "Crazy!"

"As expected, is this the truth that Sister Mia risked being struck by heavenly lightning to tell me?" Zhang Chulan's expression was a bit dim.

He threw a pebble into the distance, which happened to hit Ryan on the head (Ryan: I didn't wear a helmet for the formal occasion today. Ryan: Who did I offend?).

Ryan was wearing a standard funeral outfit today: a black suit, black tie, white shirt, and black leather shoes.

His tall and sturdy figure, neat light-gold short hair, deep gaze from light-colored eyes, paired with his traditional Viking ethnic features, fully displayed his profundity and handsomeness.

Except for the large bump on top of his head, which slightly affected his aesthetic.

Zhang Chulan scratched his head awkwardly, nodding and bowing to express his apologies to Ryan.

Ryan lit a cigarette, and while he was chatting with Zhang Chulan, Tuaner appeared at the door with Mia. (Loran and Xiaoya did not have much contact with the company's people, so they did not attend.)

Tuaner's makeup was simple and appropriate today, her black hair tied behind her head, and she wore a form-fitting dress that displayed her figure while exuding elegance. The gray tone made her look younger (Fixed at 23, what is there to look younger? Honestly.), while also highlighting a fatal temptation, and her long, straight legs made it impossible for anyone to look away.

Zhang Chulan swallowed hard, "Sister Tuaner said before that she wanted to try it out with me; now that I think about it, it's not impossible..."