Author note: Gonna change Mc name back to Yan Ming
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In the main room, Lu Feng, Yan Ming, and Lu Liuyan were sitting there. Lu Feng probed Yan Ming.
Although Yan Ming wasn't someone that had any experience as a old fox, he already knew that Lu Feng was up to no good.
"Brother Yan, you have to visit Starforged Hall! I can guarantee that our sect, will treat you right! If you want, you could even join as a elder!" Lu Feng laughed jokedly, hinting to Yan Ming.
"At the moment, I'm not planning on joining a sect."
"Oh? That's right, how can a sect hold Brother Yan when you can travel the world and experience wonders. I admire you!"
Not knowing how to reply to that, Yan Ming just nodded.
To others, it might seem like he was once again, ignoring Lu Feng, but he was actually having a conversation internally.
Is this really necessary? I need to burn the Tang family to the ground. A second that goes by means that they get to breathe a second more.
Yan ming was annoyed with being stuck in this situation to having to listen to Lu Fengs constant batter. He was here for revenge, not on a stroll!
-Relax~ They won't go anywhere, so why are you in a rush? Although you might be considered a Nascent realm expert, but you have no skills, experience, or schemes! All you're going to do is feeding those rats.
Then teach me along the way.
-Isn't that what I'm doing now? The Lu family, although not as big as the Tang family, seems to have 3 nascent cultivators. You can take your time to get fully adjusted to your new strength.
"2nd brother! Forgive my tardiness!" A voice echoed through the mansion.
In a instant, a burly man with a well maintained mustache appeared in the hall. He laughed out loud.
Lu Feng stood up from his chair. "Older brother! What took you so long!?"
"Aiyah~ I was just dealing with the local issues. It took a bit longer than I thought." He act like he just noticed Yan Ming, "This friend is?"
"Older brother, Yan Ming. Yan Ming, this is my sworn older brother, Lu Qian. Like me he's also an elder for the Starforged Hall."
Lu Feng eyed Lu Qian.
Brother, he's a rogue cultivator. I've already tested his cultivation, it should be early Nascent realm.
They secretly communicated through transmissions. Lu Qian kept smiling and being as friendly as possible.
2nd brother~ You need to be more patient! One of these days, you're going to offend someone. This young man doesn't seem simple. The moment I saw him, I became dazed temporarily. Thankfully I practice the Calm Heart Technique.
You think so too?
They were conversing inwardly to one another, but still maintained a warm attitude outwardly.
However, the moment he showed up, Yan Ming had been even more on guard. From his perspective...well, who could blame him?
Surrounding Lu Qian, was a mass of darkness. Every step he took left behind bloody footprints, and skeletons were hanging off his robes, begging for mercy.
The skulls tilted upward, their hollow eyes locked in eternal agony, and their broken jaws hung open in silent pleas that went unanswered.
The air around him felt thick, heavy with the scent of blood and decay.
This vision was only seen by Yan Ming and quickly vanished.
Just now...
-The deeper the abyss, the more they hide. However secrets can't be kept from your eyes.
Erm, in simpler terms?
-He's committed countless outrageous and wicked deeds~
Lu Qian, a master of communication and of schemes saw Yan Mings face was completely stoic and cold. A couple of things ran inside his mind at the moment.
They looked to each other.
Have you offended him?
No! I've been treating him respect! This whole time, he's been like this!
Hong Lianhua sighed to herself.
-I made you emotionally numb, but I guess I should have made you smarter.
She cheerfully cheered Yan Ming on.
-Yan Ming, you need to smile! Come, boy! Smile! Be a good boy and smile!
Are you taking me as a dog?
He felt a slight annoyance towards Hong Lianhua mocking him.
Ever since the transformation, his face couldn't show any emotion. This didn't mean he was entirely devoid of emotions, but expressing them seemed to be a skill he had long forgotten.
How to smile?
How to cry?
It seemed like he couldn't do it.
Lu Qian smiled and clasped his hands, "Nice to meet you, brother Yan."
"Same." Yan Ming also returned the gesture.