Traveling through time and space to become a child, supporting the family by catching fish and shrim

However, Zhu Yifeng's next words also greatly exceeded Chen Lang's expectations.

"I see. You could interpret this as, even a rabbit bites when it's cornered, right?"

"Although I don't know what the adrenaline you mentioned is, as you said, when people are in danger, they will indeed burst out with strength far beyond their normal level."

"I once heard a rumor about a woman in her sixties who, in order to protect her grandson, fought a bear with her bare hands and actually drove the bear away. However, the woman died soon after the bear ran away."

"Could this be what you call the adrenaline effect?"

"If so, why are you still alive?"

Chen Lang was surprised at first, and then his vigilance became extremely high.

Because he realized that Zhu Yifeng in front of him was different from everyone he had met before.

This is a person with a very deep mind and extremely quick thinking.

If you combine that with the smile on his lips and the coldness in his eyes, Zhu Yifeng can only be described in two words.

terror.

How could Zhu Sui'an raise such a horrible son?

"Did I say something wrong?" Zhu Yifeng asked when he saw Chen Lang remained silent.

Chen Lang secretly sighed and said, "No, the eldest master's speculation is completely correct."

"The reason I'm still alive is because I know a little bit about fighting."

Zhu Yifeng said, "Just say it directly, why beat around the bush?"

"Mr. Chen, I hope our next conversation will be frank and straightforward, rather than beating around the bush. Okay?"

Chen Lang nodded slowly: "Okay."

Zhu Yifeng asked, "Who did you learn your boxing and kicking skills from?"

Chen Lang said, "They are just some country tricks, not presentable."

Zhu Yifeng said, "Mr. Chen, please pay attention to my question. I'm asking who taught you."

Chen Lang said, "There used to be a hunter in my hometown, and I learned it from him."

"what is it call?"

"Chen Laoba."

"Where are you now?"

"died."

Zhu Yifeng said coldly: "Is he really dead?"

Chen Lang said, "Don't believe me? Go to Hezhong Village and find a dilapidated old house at the end of the village. Then walk east from the old house for about two hundred steps. That's where Chen Laoba is buried."

Zhu Yifeng said: "I don't disbelieve it, I just want to confirm it."

Chen Lang: “Haha.”

Zhu Yifeng then asked, "Second question, the mastermind behind the assassination attempt on King Jiangxia escaped, implicating spies within the Dingbian Army. Do you think this incident has anything to do with Zhu Sui'an?"

Chen Lang's face darkened: "Young Master, are you doubting your own father?"

"If so, please ask him directly."

Zhu Yifeng said indifferently: "You are wrong. I am not doubting him, but helping him."

"As the most capable army under your majesty's command, if the Dingbian Army is infiltrated by the Liao people, Zhu Sui'an, as the supreme commander, will certainly be held responsible."

"If someone reports him, his life will definitely be difficult."

"There's even a high possibility of losing military power."

"If you want to keep all this, you have to prove that this matter has nothing to do with him."

Chen Lang said: "I don't know, go ask your second uncle yourself."

"Second Uncle?" Zhu Yifeng said, "You call my father Second Uncle."

Chen Lang gritted his teeth and said, "Is it not okay to say that I'm talking nonsense?"

Zhu Yifeng smiled and said, "Is Aunt Feng okay?"

Chen Lang's eyes darkened and he asked coldly, "What are you talking about?"

Zhu Yifeng said: "Why are you so nervous? I'm just chatting with you casually."

"And you don't have to be afraid. His Majesty has long known that your mother has lived in my house for over twenty years. If he wanted to deal with you two, he would have done so long ago. There was no need to wait until today."

"Besides, you made great contributions during your mission to the Liao Kingdom. Your identity as the son of a rebel and this achievement..."

Having said that, Zhu Yifeng clapped his hands, making a snapping sound.

“It cancels out.”

Chen Lang took a deep breath and said, "Master, did you invite me here today just to entertain me?"

Zhu Yifeng said: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to meet Aunt Feng's son. After all, your mother made my mother homeless."

Chen Lang slowly stood up and said, "So? Want to fight?"

"I'll keep you company."

Zhu Yifeng said calmly: "You can kill assassins, how can I be your opponent?"

"Mr. Chen, don't get excited. Sit down and talk."

Chen Lang said indifferently: "If you still keep talking about this, I don't think there is any need for us to continue talking."

Zhu Yifeng said, "Then let's change the subject and not talk about this, okay?"

Chen Lang pondered for a moment, and finally sat down slowly.

Although Zhu Yifeng would most likely not do anything to him if he turned around and left now, this man was really scary. Chen Lang felt that he should talk to him more so that he could get to know him better.

Because Zhu Yifeng understands himself far better than he understands him.

If you want to be on the same starting line with him in the future, you must be patient at this moment and analyze and judge his character from his words.

Chen Lang sorted out his thoughts and said, "What should we talk about?"

Zhu Yifeng poured Chen Lang a cup of tea and said, "Let's talk about Song Ke."

Chen Lang frowned: "Song Ke, who is it?"

Zhu Yifeng said, "Mr. Chen is truly a forgetful person. Song Ke, the former captain of the Imperial City Division, was ordered to track down the Red Lotus Cult traitors, but he ultimately died in Linshui County."

"Many civilians saw a Dingbian Army soldier cut off Song Ke's head, shouting 'revenge'."

"This shows that the Dingbian Army not only has spies from the Liao Kingdom, but also spies from the Red Lotus Cult."

"Our dynasty's elite military has been infiltrated like a sieve. Any force can throw sand in it. Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

Chen Lang discovered that Zhu Yifeng liked to set traps during conversations. If he was not careful, he would fall into his language trap.

For example, if Chen Lang continued to talk along the lines of Zhu Yifeng's words, he would undoubtedly have returned to the original topic.

If it was at the beginning, Chen Lang might have fallen into the trap, but now Chen Lang has become alert and naturally would not fulfill Zhu Yifeng's wish.

"I've only met Song Ke, the man you're talking about, a few times. I wasn't there when he died. I don't know anything about revenge or the Red Lotus Cult you mentioned," Chen Lang said.

Zhu Yifeng frowned, and when he looked at Chen Lang again, there was a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

He is so skilled in martial arts that he actually realized the trap in his own words. He is truly a talent.

"Song Ke was highly regarded by His Majesty. His Majesty hated the Red Lotus Cult because of his murder by them."

"Anyone who secretly contacts or supports the Red Lotus will be immediately detained once verified."

"The lightest punishment is exile, the worst is beheading."

"Mr. Chen, you should have nothing to do with the Red Lotus Sect, right?"

Chen Lang said: "Of course, I'm just a scholar doing business."

"It seems that the author of this booklet has the same name as you." Zhu Yifeng said, and took out a manual.

There was a line of words written on the cover.

Regulations for the Management of the Red Lotus Cult.

There are two small words on the lower right.

Chen Lang.