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"Ha ha ha."
Lu Chen smiled ominously and then slowly took two steps forward, responding to Young Master Ming, "The head of the Martial Arts Association, the top leader, is also hiding behind a mask, isn't he? Why not show himself directly?"
As soon as Lu Chen said this, everyone else looked at him in shock, and the two doctors nearby quietly moved aside. The Red Robe Sect already had a bad reputation, being labeled as a cult outside, and now with the Supreme Leader here, things were even more dire.
Moreover, the leader of the Red Robe Sect was just a young lad, barely twenty years old, still looking immature. At first glance, who could believe it?
"Hmph."
Young Master Ming snorted lightly and replied to Lu Chen, "I have worn this mask since I started my journey and have never taken it off. As for my true appearance, I don't even know what I look like. But does that matter?"
Hearing this, Lu Chen found it hard to believe; not even knowing what he looked like made Young Master Ming truly strange and peculiar.
However, his indifference to his appearance was commendable. What did looks matter? After all, how ugly was Zhong Kui? Yet he became Yama King in the end. Appearance does not determine one's career; it is merely superficial and utterly unimportant.
Young Master Ming exuded a restrained aura that was unfathomable. On the surface, he seemed calm, but in reality, he was like a tiger that had yet to reveal its claws—something not to be underestimated. This was Lu Chen's first instinct.
"In that case, Mr. Young Master Ming has been waiting for me for quite some time; it seems I have arrived a bit late," Lu Chen stood still with his back straight and a faint cold smile on his face.
At this moment, he too maintained a restrained aura, revealing no hints of his true self. In this state, Young Master Ming could not discern his reality; however, he too could not uncover Young Master Ming's true nature. Both were secretly testing each other.
"Indeed, that's true. But even if you hadn't come, I would have found time to seek you out," Young Master Ming said solemnly, speaking each word clearly.
"Oh? Looking for me? Mr. Young Master Ming, President of the Martial Arts Association, what business do you have with me?" Lu Chen replied with slight surprise; it seemed that Young Master Ming was aware of some of his background.
Lu Chen chuckled and added, "But to be fair, even if you don't come looking for me, I would still come on my own, wouldn't I?"
"Indeed, you have already come. I have long heard of the esteemed Red Robe Leader, but we have never met in person until today," Young Master Ming said, his tone suddenly filled with admiration.
Lu Chen blinked at Young Master Ming, a wave of energy briefly emanating from him before retracting. He then asked, "Mr. Young Master Ming, are you seeking me merely for a friendly spar?"
"Not quite. Sparring is just one aspect; the main reason is regarding your Anzhou Branch's hijacking of the Martial Arts Association's goods. The amount isn't large, but I must meet with you about this matter," Young Master Ming replied.
Lu Chen nodded and said, "I see. For this matter, I indeed need to meet with you. However, President's intentions should not be limited to just this, right?" Lu Chen's tone turned playful.
The room fell silent for a moment as the atmosphere grew tense. The few ordinary people present were already sweating under the oppressive air.
Even the seasoned businessman Ye Dajin couldn't help but wipe his forehead in distress, glancing between Young Master Ming and Lu Chen.
When his gaze fell on Lu Chen, fear gripped his heart. He never expected this person to be the notorious figure of the Red Robe Sect. If it weren't for Young Master Ming's presence, he would never have believed it even if he were beaten.
Until now, they still did not understand the intricacies of the situation; they only knew that Young Master Ming seemed to have encountered a formidable opponent.
Between Young Master Ming and Lu Chen, it felt like old friends reuniting after a long time apart, yet upon closer inspection, they appeared as adversaries with unclear positions.
After a long pause, Young Master Ming finally said, "There is indeed another important matter. Ye Shanren's son Ye Yunding was likely supported by the leader in his past life, wasn't he?"
Lu Chen remained noncommittal. Listening to Young Master Ming, it seemed he was already aware of this background. He also knew about Ye Nanzhai and the Corpse Transformation incident but chose not to expose it in front of everyone.
Young Master Ming was astute; he understood that this matter could not be handled recklessly and thus spoke in a veiled manner to provide Lu Chen an opportunity to save face.
"Yes, President, you are not mistaken. Since you already know, why ask again?" Lu Chen said sarcastically.
Young Master Ming let out a sigh of relief and said, "In that case, please allow the leader to bring back Ye Shanren's son. After all, Ye Shanren had a child late in life, and from any perspective, we shouldn't make things difficult for such an elderly man."
"Are you asking me for a favor, Mr. Young Master Ming?" Lu Chen asked lazily.
"Well, it's not exactly that; it depends on how the leader interprets it," Young Master Ming replied ambiguously, both acknowledging and denying it.
"What if I refuse? What will you do then, Mr. Young Master Ming?" Lu Chen countered. As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room instantly turned cold, like an ice cellar, making everyone shiver.
Young Master Ming remained silent for a long time, and behind the mask, his expression was inscrutable.
After a while, Lu Chen broke the silence first and said, "This matter is an agreement between him and me; there’s no need for President to worry. I will fulfill my promise."
"I knew it would come to this. Such a precious promise, Supreme Leader would never go back on it. How could someone destined to become a Yin Immortal allow such a mental knot to arise?" Young Master Ming said.
"President, you are mistaken again. By saying this after the fact, don't you think you've miscalculated? Whether it's a mental knot or not depends on how one understands and views it. If I could see through this mental knot, do you think this matter could still trouble me? I could easily drag this matter out indefinitely; as long as I don't die, it wouldn't count as a mental knot. To put it another way, as long as I am willing, even if it means giving up on becoming a Yin Immortal, I can choose not to pursue this matter. What do you think could threaten me?"
With his rapid-fire words, Lu Chen left everyone in the room speechless, even Young Master Ming was moved.
Indeed, every point made by Lu Chen was valid; he had every capability to delay this matter. Whether he ultimately acted or not depended entirely on his own mood.
Moreover, right now Lu Chen could use this situation to blackmail Young Master Ming and Ye Dajin, making them pay a price until he was satisfied.
"That is indeed the case. Supreme Leader, you have great skills and abilities, as well as good intentions. However, if you choose not to act, I have other ways to treat Ye Shanren's son," Young Master Ming said leisurely, his tone filled with confidence.
"Oh? Does the President intend to take something from me? Or perhaps the President already possesses the abilities of the Yin Immortal, enough to peer into the Dao and even deduce the rules of ghosts? The President's methods can only be one of these two, right?" Lu Chen speculated.
If Young Master Ming wants to heal Ye Yunding, who is missing a ghost, aside from forcibly taking it from Lu Chen, there is another possibility: the Yin Immortal.
The Yin Immortal is the supreme existence in the realm, capable of not only peering into the mysteries of the universe but also conjuring anything that exists or does not exist through its calculations.
For instance, a person's soul, if it has been completely obliterated and vanished from reality, is thought to be lost forever.
However, the Yin Immortal can use calculations combined with its powerful divine abilities to resurrect the dead and bring back lost souls.
In the cosmos, "universe" consists of two characters: "uni" represents the heavens and earth, while "verse" symbolizes ancient and modern times, past and future. Together, these two characters encompass everything within them.
The Yin Immortal masters the universe and explores its mysteries, capable of transcending time limits to return to when events occurred and prevent everything that has happened. Of course, it can also bring elements from the past and future back to the present.
Young Master Ming dares to make such bold claims; he is certainly not the Yin Immortal but refers to the first method—taking it forcefully from Lu Chen.
Lu Chen coldly mocked, "President, how could you possibly be the Yin Immortal? Since you are not the Yin Immortal, your method must be to seize the soul seed from me, right?"
"If I were, what would it matter?" Young Master Ming coldly replied.
"Oh? The President might as well try to provoke me and see what consequences arise," Lu Chen said grandly as he took a step forward, his robes billowing and rustling.
"Hehehehe."
Young Master Ming suddenly threw his head back and laughed. The sound came through his mask, eerie and somewhat strange.
"You and I still have unfinished business, you know I wouldn't do this," Young Master Ming said.
Lu Chen took a deep breath, seemingly already aware of the outcome. With a flourish of his arm, an ancient-looking Iron Sword appeared in his hand.
The Iron Sword trembled slightly as it was drawn, sensing the unusual aura in the room.
Seeing this, Ye Dajin became anxious. Lu Chen was walking towards the inner room, where his son was lying.
Young Master Ming reached out to stop Ye Dajin, shaking his head to signal him not to act rashly.
Lu Chen stepped into the inner room. On the bed lay a child of only a few years old, with delicate features and looking very handsome—this was the reincarnation of Ye Nanzhai.
At that moment, he was asleep, lying quietly on the bed with an even breath.
Lu Chen drew the Demon-Slaying Sword and reached into the inner room to extract Ye Nanzhai's lingering soul, slowly driving it towards Ye Yunding's crown point.
Initially, the lingering soul resembled a wisp of smoke. After Lu Chen's repeated manipulation, it gradually solidified and ultimately disappeared into Ye Yunding.
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