thefictionvixens Chapter 118 This is logical.
Chapter 118 This is logical.
Chapter 118 This is logical.
Lin Zhennan trembled violently.
But as expected of a seasoned veteran, he managed to force a bitter smile onto his face in an instant.
"Master Chen, you're joking."
"My Lin family of Fuzhou only possesses seventy-two styles of the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, passed down orally and through hands-on practice from generation to generation. Where would we find a sword manual?"
As he spoke, his eyes lowered slightly, avoiding Chen Yuan's gaze.
Chen Yuan spoke slowly.
"Old Lin, things have come to this point, and you're still playing games with me?"
He shook his head.
"Do you really think that Yu Canghai went to such lengths, surrounding your Fuwei Escort Agency like an iron barrel, just because your naive, greenhorn son accidentally killed some arrogant Sichuanese?"
Lin Zhennan's lips moved, as if he wanted to argue.
Chen Yuan suddenly raised his hand, gesturing to stop him from speaking.
"Don't rush to deny it, let me finish what I have to say."
"The root of this problem doesn't lie with Lin Pingzhi, but with your grandfather, Lin Yuantu."
"Back then, relying on his newly mastered Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, he was eager to make a name for himself, to be invincible in the underworld, and to steal the limelight."
"This includes the previous leader of the Qingcheng Sect, who was Yu Canghai's master, an old Taoist priest named Changqingzi."
"It is said that Changqingzi died at the age of thirty-six. There are rumors that he couldn't let go of this matter and died with resentment."
Lin Zhennan's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.
He had only heard snippets of this family secret when he was young, and the details were far less certain and clear than what Chen Yuan had described.
A chill ran up his spine.
"The seeds of this hatred were sown back then."
Chen Yuan picked up the slightly cooled tea and took a sip.
"By Yu Canghai's generation, he dreamed of getting his hands on the Lin family's sword manual, to restore Qingcheng's prestige, and even to covet a higher position of power."
"So even without the Yu Renyan incident, your Fuwei Escort Agency would have been a piece of fat meat on Yu Canghai's chopping board sooner or later. The only difference is whether you were chopped up a month earlier or slaughtered three months later!"
"Your son killing his son only gave him a more justifiable excuse to act!"
Lin Zhennan felt as if he had been struck by lightning; he swayed twice, and his vision went black for a moment.
"Ping...Pingzhi...did he really kill Abbot Yu's son?"
"Is it...is it that Sichuan youth who harassed an innocent woman in the street and was accidentally killed by Pingzhi?"
"What else did you think?"
Chen Yuan put down his teacup and glanced at him.
"So, your son is quite capable."
"The first time I ever killed someone, it was a second-generation rich kid with an extraordinary background."
"Yu Canghai was probably feeling both heartache and secret joy. Heartache for his son, and secret joy that he finally had a perfect excuse."
Lin Zhennan remained silent, his face ashen.
It turns out that from beginning to end, this monstrous disaster was all aimed at the legendary sword manual of the Lin family.
The lives of dozens of people in the entire Fuwei Escort Agency were nothing more than insignificant pawns in this conspiracy.
Lin Zhennan bowed deeply once again.
"Master Chen!"
"If...if you can truly keep your promise, kill Yu Canghai, destroy the Qingcheng Sect, and avenge the more than twenty lives lost by my Fuwei Escort Agency."
"I, Lin, will personally present you with the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual; there is no exaggeration in that."
"That's right."
Chen Yuan nodded in satisfaction, but then said...
"However, besides my own willingness, there's a second rule for me, Chen Yuan, to become a bodyguard."
"The payment must be made in advance."
"Prepayment?"
Lin Zhennan was stunned again.
Prepayment?
"That's right, payment first, then delivery."
Chen Yuan said confidently.
Looking at the complex expression on Lin Zhennan's face, he suddenly grinned.
"Besides, Old Lin, do you really think I don't know what that Evil-Repelling Sword Manual of yours is?"
"It's clearly written on the homepage: To become the supreme master of martial arts, one must castrate oneself."
"You really think I, Chen Yuan, would bother practicing this weird stuff?"
Lin Zhennan was immediately horrified.
The eight-character mantra on this homepage is the biggest secret of the Lin family. No one in the entire Lin family, except for Lin Zhennan, knows it.
How could Chen Yuan have known?!
How could I possibly know?!
The hall fell into a deathly silence.
A moment later, the side door of the Fuwei Escort Agency quietly opened a crack.
Lin Zhennan and "Lin Pingzhi" flashed out one after the other and strode quickly toward Xiangyang Alley.
Lin Zhennan walked ahead, glancing at "Ji Zi" beside him from time to time with an extremely complex look in his eyes.
Despite having Lin Pingzhi's handsome and refined face, Chen Yuan's voice still carried his own slightly nonchalant tone.
"Hey Lao Lin, stop sneaking glances at me like that."
"As a man aspiring to become the world's greatest bodyguard, isn't it perfectly reasonable and logical for him to possess some basic disguise skills?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhennan's facial muscles twitched slightly.
"Master Chen... your disguise skills are more than just 'small'..."
"It's simply unbelievable, a masterpiece of craftsmanship!"
If he hadn't known that this was Chen Yuan changing his appearance, he would never have believed that this was an impersonation.
"Look at what you're saying."
Chen Yuan didn't turn his head, his steps light and composed.
"If you can't even fool someone you know, what kind of disguise is that?"
The two figures moved quickly through the crisscrossing streets and alleys of Fuzhou, gradually disappearing into the distance.
Hou Renying, who was secretly monitoring from the shadows, saw this scene and quickly gestured to one of his disciples to "continue following".
Using the shadows cast by the walls and corners of the houses, he disappeared into the depths of the complex alleyways in a few leaps, heading straight for the inn where Yu Canghai was staying.
Inside a quiet, superior room on the second floor of the inn.
A figure of extremely short stature, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, was sitting cross-legged on the bed, closing his eyes and regulating his breathing.
The door was flung open with a bang, and Hou Renying rushed in somewhat hastily, disregarding etiquette, and knelt on one knee, saying urgently.
"Master, Lin Zhennan and Lin Pingzhi quietly left the escort agency, and they're heading towards Xiangyang Lane in the east of the city."
"This disciple sees clearly that they are searching for something important!"
On the bed, Yu Canghai's long, narrow, and sinister eyes suddenly opened.
Without any apparent effort, his small, childlike body slid lightly from the couch to the floor.
He said excitedly.
"really?!"
"Quickly, lead the way!"
Deep in Xiangyang Lane, in front of the Lin family's old house.
When Yu Canghai arrived in a hurry with Hou Renying and a group of elite disciples, the old house's mottled black gate was already ajar, indicating that someone had just gone in.
"Where is Renhao?"
Yu Canghai suddenly turned his head, his cold gaze sweeping over the disciples behind him.
Hou Renying's heart skipped a beat, but she forced herself to answer.
"Reporting to Master, Renhao and the others... as you instructed, went to ambush and intercept them at the intersection south of the escort agency, and have not yet returned to the team."