Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 334 The Lu Family Shattered, the Chu Family Gone

On his way back, Chu Zihang also learned about the Hunter Organization's unusual activities, but he didn't think that those scattered soldiers could cause any trouble for Kassel College.

Back at the hotel, Lu Mingfei told him that he was going to Shancheng in the next couple of days because there were still some things he hadn't finished dealing with from his last trip, and asked Chu Zihang if he wanted to come along.

With Angers keeping things under control at Kassel College, no one can order Chu Zihang around. He is an important link in maintaining his relationship with Lu Mingfei, so he is completely free now and doesn't need to worry about accidentally entering the Executive Department's mission area.

Moreover, if Professor Mans knew, he would probably applaud and feel a great weight lifted off his shoulders.

Chu Zihang had no objection to this.

As for whether Xia Mi will come along, it's hard to say.

Lu Mingfei also said that there was no need to worry about her; as long as she didn't cause any changes in Lao Tang, she was safe.

Shao Nanyin, who is lurking beside Xia Mi, has yet to send back any valuable intelligence.

With Lao Tang by her side, the possibility of her betraying them is extremely slim. However, given her meager skills, even if Xia Mi had any plans, she would never entrust them to her.

Let's leave it like this for now.

The night is deep and everything is silent.

The next morning, Lu Mingfei woke up from his sleep and habitually reached out to hug himself, but his arms were still empty.

He blinked, and the lingering warmth of the dream vanished like morning dew.

Looking down at the Autobot leader who was up early in the morning, he shook his head and sighed that this was just how teenage boys were; it was a pity that they didn't have a chance to use their talents yet.

After washing up, Erii was still in bed, so he planned to go to the restaurant to eat and then pack some food for her.

Old Tang and Fingel did something last night; they just spent the night next door.

Chu Zihang got up very early, but this time he didn't go to find Xia Mi. Instead, he went to the gym and worked up a sweat.

It's probably because after being dragged through the sky by Xia Mi for most of yesterday, he urgently needs to use the weight of a barbell to reaffirm the existence of gravity.

Alone, Lu Mingfei arrived at the restaurant. Before all the food he ordered had arrived, he suddenly seemed to sense something and looked up in the direction of the elevator.

The elevator doors opened, and a young man in a suit and tie stepped out. The well-tailored suit accentuated his tall and handsome figure, and he exuded the composed demeanor of a business elite.

His goal was clear; the moment he stepped into the restaurant, he spotted Lu Mingfei. A perfectly timed smile played on his lips as he strode confidently toward him.

"Lu Mingfei, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The young man stopped two steps away from the table, a polite smile on his face, and greeted Lu Mingfei.

His posture was respectful but not servile; he neither sat down abruptly nor moved too close so that Lu Mingfei would have to look up at him. His sense of propriety was impeccable.

"Hello, may I ask who you are...?" Since the other party was so polite, Lu Mingfei naturally wouldn't make things difficult for them. He always adhered to the philosophy of "If someone treats me with respect, I will repay them tenfold; if someone oppresses me, I will mourn them for seven days after their death."

Seeing Lu Mingfei stand up, without the arrogance typical of a young prodigy, his handsome face displaying just the right amount of politeness and confusion, Zhou Minhao then stepped forward and extended his hand:

"My name is Zhou Minhao, from the Zhou family of Xiangyang."

"Hello, hello, it's an honor to meet you." Lu Mingfei didn't know the Zhou family of Xiangyang, but anyone who dared to introduce themselves like this must have a distinguished family background. He casually greeted them as he shook hands with them.

"It seems I've disturbed your meal." Zhou Minhao could tell at a glance that Lu Mingfei was just being polite, so he didn't take it seriously. After confirming that there was no displeasure in Lu Mingfei's eyes, he said:
"It just so happens that I haven't had breakfast either. Would you be so kind as to join me for a meal? We can talk while we eat."

His way of speaking does fit Lu Mingfei's stereotype of scions of aristocratic families, who like a hybrid style that is neither entirely ancient nor entirely modern.

"Of course." Lu Mingfei also wanted to learn about the mixed-race power in China, so he invited him to sit down: "Mr. Zhou, did you just get off the plane? What brings you in such a hurry?"

"No, I took a red-eye flight last night. It wasn't convenient to bother you so late, so I waited until early morning to visit," Zhou Minhao replied with a smile to Lu Mingfei's question.

"Actually, things aren't that urgent, it's just that the elders in my family are worried and are urging me a bit too much."

He didn't keep them in suspense and went straight to the point: "Mingfei, have you ever heard of the Solomon Temple Society?"

This guy seemed polite, but he was actually the type to take advantage of any opportunity to get closer to Lu Mingfei. Seeing that Lu Mingfei was easy to talk to, he started by trying to get on his good side with how he addressed him.

According to the intelligence gathered by the Zhou family, Lu Mingfei had been in contact with the Secret Party and was suspected of having an unknown force providing support behind the scenes, hence this question.

"I've heard of it." Lu Mingfei nodded, not caring about the form of address.

Just like how everyone called him "God of the Road" in his previous life, his attitude wouldn't change drastically just because someone called him "Old Lu" or "Little Lu".

“That makes things easier.” Zhou Minhao nodded, but still briefly explained the Solomon Temple’s standard operating procedure: “...They have always coveted the superior bloodlines of the East, and now, their new target is you.”

"Looks like I'm quite popular." Lu Mingfei smiled.

"In fact, from the moment the news of your killing of the White King spread, you have been the focus of global hybrid forces. It's just that due to the deterrence of the Secret Party, most people dare not make any rash moves."

Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow: "Am I, in the eyes of outsiders, a piece of meat in the mouth of the Secret Party?"

“No, it’s just that Angers, the leader of the Secret Party, once said in private that you are his ideal successor, so no one wants to offend him.” Zhou Minhao shook his head.

"And you guys?" Lu Mingfei wasn't interested in the Solomon Temple Society. He wasn't promiscuous or casual, and he cherished his ancestral chromosomes, preferring to flush them down the toilet rather than reveal them.

To this question, Zhou Minhao simply said, "This is China."

His tone was calm, yet it revealed unquestionable authority.

These five simple words encapsulate the confidence of this mixed-race family from the East. Even a powerful nation like Angers must abide by Eastern rules in this land and cannot act with the same impunity as they do in Japan.

Lu Mingfei's lips twitched slightly, hesitating to speak. If it hadn't been for his intervention last time, the Moniach from Kassel College would have been drifting on the Yangtze River.

Even though the ever-changing warship failed to enter, Kassel College still had a real-life CF (Crossfire) zombie mode match at Wuxia Gorge.

"Well, the incident in Wushan was an accident. I didn't expect Kassel College to sneak in like this." Zhou Minhao noticed Lu Mingfei's subtle glance and coughed twice to explain:

"As you know, China has always been adept at internal wars, and even more so at external wars."

The various mixed-race families have their own agendas and find it difficult to unite as one. It's only natural that some of them want to cooperate with foreign countries to seek greater profits.

In short, there's a traitor in this mixed-race family. Who could it be? It's so hard to guess!

Lu Mingfei arrived at the answer in an instant, successfully defeating 99.99% of users nationwide.

"Then why are you all in such a hurry to target me, given that the Solomon Temple is after me?" Lu Mingfei didn't spell out the obvious, unspoken question, but instead inquired about the mixed-race families' attitude towards him:

"Am I now seen as a national treasure, like a giant panda, and therefore prohibited from leaving the country without permission?"

Pandas, with their adorable appearance, are actually sharp-clawed and fierce, quite similar to him.

"You're even more precious than a panda than a national treasure." Zhou Minhao smiled, his gaze sincere yet restrained.
"Of course, we have no right to interfere with your choices and decisions, but the Temple of Solomon may have ulterior motives and may be plotting and acting in a treacherous and despicable manner, so we must be on guard."

The implication is that you are still young and they are afraid you won't be able to control yourself.

Just like in cultivation novels, the elders of various sects will secretly take care of the talented disciples who are new to the martial arts world. They will not interfere with your training, but they will protect you from those shady schemes.

“You should know that Kassel College sent people to protect me.”

“They are them, and we are us.” Zhou Minhao shook his head.

Although we are all compatriots, we belong to different organizations.

For operations like those at Kuimen, the spoils obtained by the Chinese specialists at Kassel College after completing their missions would only be handed over to the Execution Department and stored in the Kassel underground ice cellar; they would never remain in China.

“I see.” Lu Mingfei nodded slightly, then asked a question that had been lingering in his mind: “Then why do you allow Kassel College to recruit talent and establish branches throughout the country?”

"We are powerless and our reach is limited." Zhou Minhao said this without any embarrassment, sighing softly with a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "China's territory is vast, and there are always areas where we have to give up something."

Take me for example. As the person in charge of the Zhou family in Kunshan, I am responsible for handling all matters related to mixed-race individuals and dragons in Kunshan.

But in reality, I'm just an insignificant nobody in the Zhou family. My lineage and strength are both mediocre. I'm usually only responsible for managing the family's business projects.

In Kunshan, there are only crabs; I can't find any other hybrid species there.

To be honest, before coming here, I was investigating a woman who seemed to be of high-class mixed race. We had finally established contact and arranged to attend the party together tomorrow, but then the head of the family called and I flew straight here.

As he spoke, he spread his hands: "There's nothing I can do, we're really stretched thin and short-handed."

In this day and age, those willing to meddle in other people's business like we do are extremely rare.

In the new era, mixed-race individuals are more willing to pursue wealth than responsibility, and the unspoken rule of "everyone minding their own business" has long been an open secret.

Don't cross the line and cause trouble. I'll behave myself and not cause any trouble when I'm in your area.

"By the way, there's something I hope Mingfei won't take offense at." Zhou Minhao suddenly remembered something and added with a slight apology, "It's not that the Zhou family is being negligent by not sending a respected elder."

The head of the family, after much deliberation, felt that the older generation was too bound by formalities, and that it was far better for us young people to have such pleasant conversations.

"It's nothing, in fact, this suits me perfectly." Lu Mingfei smiled. He could actually sense that Zhou Minhao's lineage was quite excellent; he would easily be an A at Kassel College. He was just being modest.

"I rejected Kassel College because they sent an old man to negotiate with me; the generation gap was as deep as the Mariana Trench."

This is a lie.

Guderian roared. He wasn’t even fifty yet. He just didn’t know how to dress and overworked his brain, which made him look older. The principal was the real old man!
"Actually, it's just the way things are. The members of the Kassel branch are mostly Chinese, and they really step forward when something happens."

Zhou Minhao could understand his compatriots: "Unfortunately, mixed-race families in China have always paid more attention to bloodlines and inheritance, and rarely recruit or take in self-awakened mixed-race individuals, unless they are adopted from a young age."

The prejudice against certain social classes has a long history, and even the Zhou family is no exception.

Lu Mingfei indicated that he understood: "Then your Zhou family's position in China is similar to that of Kassel College. They are both firefighters, running wherever there is trouble."

"That's roughly it. Our Zhou family has very strict family rules. We don't care about outside affairs, nor do we want outsiders to interfere in our affairs." Zhou Minhao poured himself a glass of water to moisten his throat. "We usually only stand up when it involves dragons or European hybrids trying to infiltrate."

The Zhou family didn't initially intend to intervene, since this area was actually the territory of a branch of the Chen family.

However, the Chen family has close ties with foreign powers, sometimes to the point of being inseparable. Moreover, the head of the Chen family is known for his hard work in cultivating offspring with strong bloodlines. The Zhou family was worried that they might commit some embezzlement and be eliminated by Lu Mingfei, so they sent someone to protect them.

As they were talking, the waiter brought over breakfast. The two ate and chatted, their topics not being limited to one thing; young people can have a lot to talk about.

For example, Lu Mingfei asked if the Zhou family had any records related to his ancestors' past wealth, and that his great-great-grandfather was a member of the first Lionheart Society.

Zhou Minhao said that the Lu family used to be a large family, but unfortunately the patriarch fell on the eve of victory and died abroad without leaving a body. Then came a long war, which directly broke up the huge Lu family.

Lu Mingfei sighed deeply upon hearing this. The great war of that year swept across the world, and no one could remain unaffected. Even the Chen family, which is now being criticized, had many patriotic sons and daughters who stood up to defend the country back then.

Halfway through their conversation, the elevator doors opened again. Chu Zihang, who had finished exercising and taken a shower, came downstairs for breakfast and was somewhat surprised to see Lu Mingfei sitting and chatting with a young man he didn't recognize.

"Senior brother, you've come at the right time. This is Mr. Zhou Minhao, the representative of our local power, the Zhou family of Xiangyang." Lu Mingfei invited him to join them for a meal and introduced the two of them.

"This is my senior brother, Chu Zihang. He single-handedly took down nine A-level Dead Servants in Japan and is the future leader of Kassel College."

"Hello." This was Chu Zihang's first time interacting with a mainland Chinese force, so he politely greeted them and took a seat.

"Nice to meet you." Zhou Minhao had read the information before coming and knew that this Chu Zihang had found Kassel College on his own after awakening his own consciousness.

Moreover, Zhou Minhao found his surname quite coincidental.

However, Chu Zihang's background is special. His mother remarried and his father disappeared in a car accident, so it is inconvenient to inquire about him.

Lu Mingfei had wanted to ask this for a long time, and since he happened to be there, he told Zhou Minhao about Chu Tianjiao's situation, hoping to learn something from him.

Chu Zihang, understanding the implied meaning, added, "He said he was from out of town, his family was very wealthy, and he was a spoiled brat."

I used to think he was just bragging when he was drunk, but now, looking back, I realize I never truly understood that man.

Of course, the responsibility does not lie with him; he is the one who was kept in the dark from beginning to end.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Minhao replied without hesitation, "Then your father must be from the Chu family in the capital!"

A single heir, a family that has fallen on hard times, yet possesses astonishing wealth, has traveled across the ocean, is dashing and debonair, and enjoys braised food—he must undoubtedly be a member of the Chu family.

(End of this chapter)