Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 386 Add-ons (Part 3)

Hu Ping looked at Han Yi with a look that said, "Do you think I'd believe that?", as if he were looking at a fool.

"What, you don't believe me?" Han Yi glanced at his expression and said firmly, "In my hometown, people believe that only those with thick and black skin can achieve great things. There's even a book called 'The Art of Thick Skin and Black Heart,' which is dedicated to studying how to make one's skin thick and black."

"Alright." Hu Ping sighed helplessly. He saw that Han Yi's expression was firm and he didn't seem to be lying.

However, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't imagine what kind of place would have such a bizarre regional custom.

"Then you can have this jade bracelet, Brother Hu." Han Yi tossed the jade bracelet over again, this time without tampering with it. Hu Ping took the jade bracelet, looked at it quietly for a while, and then suddenly smiled: "Interesting."

"Hu Ping from the Hu family, you must have heard of me." He looked up at Han Yi and introduced himself.

"You're quite interesting too," Han Yi smiled. "Jingtian Manor, Nine-Bend Courtyard, Han Yi."

It's been so long, and he still hasn't introduced himself. Of course, it doesn't really matter whether he does or not; his presence at Jubaotang isn't a secret. Hu Ping can easily find out his background by asking the manager.

It would be better to introduce yourself; that would be a way of showing sincerity.

"Then it's settled." He said calmly, "Brother Hu."

"Then it's settled." Han Yi smiled. "Brother Hu, please don't forget your promise to deliver the goods..."

"I know without you saying it." Hu Ping said, somewhat frustrated, his voice low. This was the first time in his life, in all his experiences, that he had ever felt so humiliated.

"Speak," he said, leaping into the air and disappearing like lightning.

"Such speed..." Han Yi only felt a blur before his eyes, and then the person disappeared.

"Speaking of which, this guy is actually said to be an extra among the three young masters of Huayang City?!" He was somewhat incredulous.

This guy's mental strength and cunning are clearly far beyond that of ordinary people. Even he himself was almost deceived by his harmless appearance.

"He's usually so low-key in his actions and conduct, completely unconcerned about what others think or say about him, and even goes so far as to release misinformation to smear himself and reduce his attractiveness..."

The more Han Yi thought about it, the more his teeth ached. This guy seemed to be cultivating a secret technique that could conceal his aura and blood, making it impossible to see through his true nature.

The third young master of Huayang City treated such a terrifying person as the least noticeable one, even calling him an extra...

There are two possibilities.

Or perhaps, among the three young masters, the first two are simply too powerful, and in comparison, Hu Ping is unremarkable and is looked down upon.

Or perhaps Hu Ping is hiding himself too well, so well that no one has noticed him, and he is quietly developing his strength.

However, he had met the Third Young Master of Huayang City before.

Take that eldest son of the You family, who has homosexual tendencies, for example. Although his strength is decent, that's about it. There's nothing particularly outstanding about him.

Therefore, this young master Hu... can only be the latter.

Based on what he just experienced... Han Yi tends to think that this person is extremely low-key and is usually just quietly developing his abilities.

“Speaking of which…” he said with a strange expression, “this guy, how come he seems to be similar to me?!” He shook his head and stopped thinking about the question.

He forced a few taels of silver into the shopkeeper's hand, which should have been enough to buy the bronze mirror. Then he turned and left.

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Jingtian Manor, Yangzhi Academy.

Beneath the exquisitely carved mahogany eaves of the quaint wooden building, a delicate fragrance wafts through the air. A refined-looking man in a black robe sits playing the zither, exuding the air of an ancient scholar.

Every song eventually comes to an end.

The man shook his head, closed his eyes, and murmured softly, seemingly still immersed in the lingering sound.

Fang Shouming, who had been standing by with his hands at his sides, could no longer contain his anxiety. He immediately stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Father."

Only the Deputy Master, Fang He, could have such leisure and refined tastes, having his own independent two-story building within the Yangzhi Academy.

"Shouming... I've told you so many times, when something happens, don't rush, calm down and handle it calmly." Fang He didn't lift his eyelids, his tone was indifferent.

“Yes, Father…” Fang Shouming took a deep breath, and although he was a little annoyed, he quickly calmed down.

"Speak, what's wrong?" At this moment, Fang He slowly opened his eyes and looked at his son, Fang Shouming.

"It's about the same thing as last time..." Fang Shouming said helplessly, quickly recounting the incident.

Last time, he wanted to use a dinner party and the influence of Zhong Han's best friend, Sun Mingzhen, to brainwash Zhong Han and persuade her to accept the marriage proposal from the Three Mountains Sect.

To their dismay, Zhong Han's resolute attitude exceeded their expectations.

Zhong Han, who usually seems gentle and easy to talk to, didn't even eat. She turned and left on the spot, leaving behind a harsh threat: if there was a next time, they wouldn't even be able to be friends anymore.

All of this disrupted Fang Shouming's plans.

He had assumed everything would go smoothly, and that Zhong Han would accept their advice and obediently marry and have children, just as they had imagined. But the result…

"Hmm. That's normal." Fang He nodded upon hearing this, as if everything was under his control.

He had a three-tufted goatee and looked somewhat scholarly, with a gentlemanly air.

"Zhong Han, judging from her deceased father, is somewhat like him. It's normal for her to be stubborn. In that case, let's put this matter aside for now." He stroked his beard as he spoke, his tone calm.

"Never mind?!" Fang Shouming exclaimed, somewhat agitated. "But Father, if this fails, how can we forge an alliance with the Three Mountains Sect...?"

However, Fang He simply reached out his hand calmly, allowing him to compose himself before speaking: "Ming'er, you're still young. You can't be so reckless when you do things. You need to know... many times, clever tricks and schemes are useless. To truly achieve your goals, you need momentum!"

His eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light: "Upright and honest, taking advantage of the situation. Just and honorable, overwhelming with power! These sixteen characters are my life insights over the years."

Regarding Zhong Han's situation, simply trying to persuade her will only provoke her rebellious nature. Only by influencing other aspects—the people she cares about and the things she cherishes—can you get her to willingly and without complaint accept the engagement!

"Father means..." Fang Shouming was a little confused, but then he realized, "You mean... Aunt Zhong Yunxiu?"

“There are some connections, but some discrepancies.” Fang He shook his head slightly. “Ming’er, think about it. What does Zhong Yunxiu value? What is the most important thing in her life? You need to find the common ground between Zhong Yunxiu and Zhong Han.”

“Zhong Han? Jiuquyuan?!” Fang Shouming seemed to understand something, and his eyes lit up.