"Grandmaster, before I give you an idea, I would like to ask first, is Wugensheng himself or all the relatives and friends related to Wugensheng?"

Lu Jin pondered a little when he heard this and sighed: "Of course, it's Wugensheng himself."

There is no way to say this. His master, "Daying Immortal", Zuo Ruotong, was angry to death by Wugen. Logically speaking, as an apprentice, he went back to seek justice. Even if he also went to find Wugensheng's successor to fight for life and death, no one could say that he was not.

But now Wugengsheng is missing. There is only one little girl in the world whose husband's family is so powerful that it may be related to it. In this way, whether it is based on the overall interests of the Lu family or the personal moral character, Lu Jin does not allow himself to cause trouble for Feng Baobao.

"The great master is very wise. If this is the case, I really have a way here to ensure that my master will not get involved in the grudge between you and Wugensheng."

"Oh? What's the solution?"

Zhang Chulan slowly stretched out three fingers: "Three words - Tong·Tian·Lu!"

"You can speak in the official channel, and exchange the family master for the price of "Tongtianlu" that the family master must not interfere with the grudge between you and Wugensheng. At that time, as long as the family master agrees, he will never break his trust and break the contract."

Lu Jin laughed loudly when he heard this, and his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp when he looked at Zhang Chulan: "Boy, are you going to take it all inside and outside?"

Zhang Chulan said without changing his face: "No matter how you think, great-grandson, I am really considering you and the Lu family."

Lu Jin narrowed his eyes: "Is that so? Then you explain, why is it for the Lu family to give the kung fu that he entrusted to me before his close friend to death for nothing?"

Zhang Chulan bowed again: "Okay, I dare to ask, Senior Lu, what does my master have to do with this temper?"

"This... is hard to say. Although Meng Lang can tie Zhang Zhiwei, it is better to say that he is a soldier wearing frivolous disguise than a stranger."

"What the great master said is not bad. My master is not from the alien world. What he focuses on is not the fucking camp in the world, but the grand wish of inheriting his unique knowledge for the past saints and bringing peace to the ages!"

Lu Jin snorted coldly: "To put it nicely, his grand aspirations are exchanged by skillful tricks. What kind of people can bring peace to the age of all ages?"

Zhang Chulan smiled bitterly: "Grandmaster, this is the gap in vision caused by different perspectives on the problem.

For example, the current situation in the Yihu Realm is somewhat similar to that in Baodao Province. Is it necessary for the country to build a high-speed rail in Baodao Province? Is it necessary for the islanders to agree? As long as it is confirmed that the high-speed rail will be beneficial to the mainland and the islanders after it is completed, then if you want to repair it, you will repair it.

By the same token, since my master wants to integrate the martial arts and resources of the Yihu Realm to enrich the country and strengthen the army, what he is considering is no longer the gains and losses of each sect and surname in the Yihu Realm. As long as he knows that doing so will ultimately benefit the entire flower planter, it is worth a try."

Although Lu Jin agreed with this, his face was still full of displeasure: "Ha~ What a big hat. No wonder Wudang handed over the Fenghouqi Sect. I think if Zhou Meng didn't nod at that time, Wudang would have been called on the treason, right?"

Zhang Chulan smiled faintly and shook her head.

"Grandmaster, you don't have to say such a temptation. The concept of my master and the Haoqi Alliance has never changed. Yang Zhu, who said that he could benefit the world but did not do anything, has never been worthy of being with the people of the world. Mr. Yuan, who was working on the fields and living countless people, is the teacher worthy of our respect!

The Haoqi Alliance never forces others to pay the price they can't afford. I asked Wang Ye privately about Fenghouqimen. No matter what the process is, Wudang was indeed willing to hand over the secret book in the end.

In fact, although my master has been collecting eight strange skills, he has hardly practiced it, and he has always adhered to the principle of consciousness and voluntaryness during the collection process.

So far, except for Ruan Feng, who passed the "Six-Cu Immortal Thief" to foreigners, we have not forced any masters of the Eight-Special Skills to hand over the secret book..."

As he said that, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but show some respect from the bottom of his heart.

"This is the best example for me! Since I joined the Haoqi Alliance, my master has not even mentioned my "Qi Yi Source" in a word, which shows that he is not really greedy for other families' secrets.

Not only that, members of the Haoqi League can now apply for learning the skills of the martial arts in the library by making contributions. In the library's martial arts catalog, the first one included is "Meng Family Heart Method". If the family master is really self-interested, why should he just show his family martial arts that belong to him personally?"

Lu Jin was a little silent when he heard this.

Indeed, although Meng Lang is a bit unreasonable, he shouts slogans all day long and forces others to work hard, that kid is at least not the kind of person who just asks other people to give but he is silent.

On the contrary, whenever people and efforts are needed, Menglang and Haoqi Alliance have always rushed to the front line.

This is the huge difference between "striking me" and "striking me".

If it were the former, Lu Jin would not let the other party succeed even if he fought to the death.

But now Meng Lang and Haoqi Alliance are obviously the latter. Lu Jin, who also has a passion, really finds it difficult to refuse such seemingly excessive but actual requests as Fang.

After a long silence, Lu Jin slowly reached out to get a stack of white paper from the side, took a pen on the table and started writing.

Well? Why is there no ink after just two strokes?

After searching on the table for a long time, I didn't see the shadow of ink. Old Man Lu opened the drawer again, but still didn't see the ink.

"Forehead……"

Zhang Chulan scratched her face a little embarrassedly, took the cheap fountain pen on the table and handed it over with both hands.

Based on his understanding of his uncle, the most common use of the law firm is this cheap wholesale fountain pen. The pen is mostly placed on the front of the storefront. Ink can only be used when I remember it before I can pour it into Baoli Building once...

Although Lu Jin was a little strange when he saw this, he was too lazy to waste his brains on such trivial matters. He took the pen handed over by Zhang Chulan, and while writing quickly, he spoke:

"Zhang Chulan, you are a smart person. I believe you will not do anything irrational. Since you and Xiao Linglong are determined to try together, the old man will no longer stop anything..."

"Plop—!"

The boy Bilian was quick-eyed and his hands almost fell to the ground, followed by three sounds of "bang bang bang": "Good luck to the great man!"

Lu Jin:(￣┏Д┓￣°*)

"Can I... take back what I said just now?"

"Grandmaster, don't make fun of me~ I have sent my good news text message to Linglong!"

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ps: First update
Chapter completed!