Under One Person: Please Call Me Golden Flash

Chapter 408 I am a Tang Clan Disciple
"Brother Yang, you're too kind. It was nothing at all."

Moreover, the Tang Clan has already done me a great favor. Compared to the righteous help I received from Elder Tang back then, this little bit of verbal skill is really nothing.”

Yang Lie didn't speak, but just gave Zhao Zhen a deep look.

The kindness shown today is not just a matter of words; it indirectly paves the way for the future of the Tang Clan!

If the Tang Clan truly is reborn as a result and finds its place in the new era, then...

The phrase "a blessing that can be reborn" is truly not an exaggeration at all!
"Brother Zhao, I'm very busy with internal affairs, and the company is pressing me hard lately, so I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you company any longer."

"Perfect timing, Sister Lu is here. Why don't you keep me company in my place?"

After saying that, Yang Lie winked at Zhao Zhen.

"Then Brother Yang, please go ahead and get busy."

"Okay, farewell."

"Farewell."

After watching Yang Lie's figure gradually disappear, only Zhao Zhen and Lu Huizhong remained in the reception room.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.

Lu Huizhong simply looked at Zhao Zhen quietly without saying a word.

Similarly, when faced with an "old friend" he hadn't seen for many years, Zhao Zhen was at a loss for words.

"Why have you become so much quieter after all these years?"

Suddenly, Lu Huizhong spoke, breaking the eerie atmosphere.

"Have it?"

"When you first came to the Tang Clan and we met for the first time, you praised me to the skies the moment we met."

Why have you become so quiet and reserved after all these years?

As she spoke, Lu Huizhong suddenly paused, and her eyes gradually turned somewhat unfriendly.

"Could it be that they think I'm too old, that I'm already an old woman, so they simply don't bother talking to me anymore?"

After hearing these words, Zhao Zhen was at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated.

"Sister Lu, what are you saying? If we're talking about old age, aren't I already an old man by now?"
How can a person's appearance remain unchanged for decades? Moreover…

Zhao Zhen paused for a moment, then continued, "Sister Lu's charm has never diminished in the slightest?"

After hearing this, Lu Huizhong's lips curled up almost imperceptibly, and the coldness in her eyes seemed to melt away for a moment, but she quickly returned to calm.

"Hmph, at your age, you haven't lost your glib tongue."

She gave a soft hum, her posture relaxing slightly, no longer as tense as before.

"You disappeared for more than ten years without a trace."

Even when I went to find your apprentice, his answer was always "no comment."

So where have you been having a good time all these past ten years?

Her tone seemed casual, but the deliberately slowed pace of her speech and the way she stared intently at Zhao Zhen clearly conveyed the doubts and dissatisfaction that had been lingering for many years.

This is not just a greeting between friends, but more like a long-forgotten friend finally receiving a belated explanation.

Zhao Zhen put down his teacup, his expression turning solemn.

A mountain breeze drifted through the window, bringing a touch of coolness and breaking the silence between the two.

"Not at all carefree."

Zhao Zhen slowly shook his head, his gaze fixed on the continuous mountain ranges of Sichuan outside the window, his voice low and deep.

"Instead, he was plagued by three corpses and his inner demons were rampant, to the point that he had no choice but to be killed."

For the past ten years, I have secluded myself on Mount Longhu for solitary cultivation, both to seek the assistance of Zhang Tianshi and to reflect on my own life. During that time…”

He paused, as if recalling something heavy.

"My soul feels like it's sinking into a quagmire. I can barely take care of myself, let alone others. I truly... feel ashamed before my old friends." Zhao Zhen frankly admitted his predicament without making excuses or escaping.

This candor caused Lu Huizhong's tense shoulders to relax slightly.

She knew, of course, what it meant to sever the three corpses, and she was well aware of the difficulty involved.

Zhao Zhen once wielded immense power, yet he chose to retire at the height of his influence and hide away in the mountains, which was already quite unusual.

Now, hearing him recount the dangers firsthand, the forgotten resentment was ultimately diluted by a sense of understanding and lingering fear.

"You've succeeded in cutting it?"

Lu Huizhong asked again, but her tone was no longer as sharp as before.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

Zhao Zhen nodded, his eyes gentle and peaceful, which was the best proof of his "refined and introspective spirit".

"You actually severed the three corpses?!"

Lu Huizhong's pupils suddenly contracted, and she looked at Zhao Zhen with disbelief in her eyes.

These figures, who only existed in legends, actually appeared in front of me in real life.

"It's just a fluke."

Zhao Zhen smiled slightly, a hint of lingering fear flashing in his eyes.

"Looking back now, I realize I was indeed too confident back then."

If I hadn't taken that step, I'm afraid I would have been haunted by those three corpses for the rest of my life, thus becoming completely useless.

"abnormal……"

Lu Huizhong muttered something under her breath, looking at Zhao Zhen as if she were some rare species.

"Sister Lu, how have you been these past ten years?"

"It's alright, but ever since you guys took over, our Tang Clan's business has been getting worse day by day."

"That's normal. Everything is about maintaining order."

If people are still dying every day, how can there be any order? What difference is there between this and a chaotic world?

Brother Yang's concerns were not without merit. The Tang Clan's path will ultimately change.

"I don't understand anything about order or chaos. All I know is that I am a disciple of the Tang Clan."

Cultivation and missions—this is the daily routine of the Tang Clan.

What the sect taught me was how to use poison, traps, and hidden weapons... how to finish off the target at the most opportune moment.

"If I die someday because of a mission, that would be the best ending."

Her tone carried an almost stubborn calmness, as if stating a creed rooted in her blood.

After hearing Lu Huizhong's words, Zhao Zhen shook his head helplessly.

More than a decade has passed, and she remains the same; nothing has changed.

Zhao Zhen looked at her, sighed softly, and did not refute her, nor did she try to persuade her with the same "take the form, change the meaning" principle that she had just used to convince Yang Lie.

He knew that for a core disciple like Lu Huizhong, who had the rules ingrained in her very being, changing one's mindset was a hundred times more difficult than changing one's skills.

He picked up his teacup and took another sip of the warm tea, savoring the familiar bittersweet aftertaste spreading across his tongue.

Over the years, there haven't been many men that Zhao Zhen admires, but Lu Huizhong is definitely one of them.

To be honest, the two of them didn't end up together because they had different paths in life.

It seems that the same is true nowadays.

However, Zhao Zhen's state of mind is not the same as before.

Although he felt regret, he would still respect the path Lu Hui-chosen.

(End of this chapter)