Under One Person: Please Call Me Golden Flash

Chapter 409 Are you planning to send me to my death?

"I understand."

Zhao Zhen nodded and gave Lu Huizhong a faint smile.

"Sister Lu, how about this, I'll send you a gift in the near future, which will also be a way of fulfilling the fate that has brought us together for so many years."

"A gift? What gift?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Lu Huizhong's eyes.

"A gift called death."

"die?"

Lu Huizhong was slightly taken aback, then couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahaha... Zhao Zhen, did I hear that right? From what you're saying, you're planning to send me to my death?"

"Ah."

Despite Lu Huizhong's loud laughter, Zhao Zhen nodded calmly.

"I have to admit, you really are the craziest person I've met over the years."

After quite some time, Lu Huizhong's laughter gradually stopped.

"Tell me, how do you plan to send me to my death?"
Let me be clear from the start: even though I think about dying all the time, I actually have pretty high standards for how I die.

I wouldn't even consider a routine task, let alone risk my life for it.

"Don't worry, the task I'm entrusting you with is absolutely worth your life."

Zhao Zhen spoke with a smile.

"Okay, it's a deal! When do we set off?"

"No rush. It will take at least six months, or at most one or two years. I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

"Then I'll wait for your good news at Tang Sect?"

"Ah."

"By the way, you're not going to disappear for ten years again this time, are you?"

"Don't worry, it won't happen again."

"That's fine."

After saying that, Lu Huizhong also sat up from her chair, her eyes seeming to instantly return to the cunning and lively look she had when the two first met.

"Before the sect leader left, he asked me to entertain you. Tell me, how would you like to be entertained?"

"let me see……"

Zhao Zhen rested her chin on her hand, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

A moment later, he suddenly raised an eyebrow and said, "How about this, you take me to see your Tang Tomb."

Upon hearing this, Lu Huizhong's expression immediately became very strange.

"Why are you going there?"

"Go meet someone."

Upon hearing this, Lu Huizhong's expression changed drastically.

"The Tang Tomb is the resting place of the spirits of all the Tang Clan disciples throughout the ages. How could there possibly be any living people there?"

Zhao Zhen didn't speak, but gave Lu Huizhong a deep look.

His gaze was calm yet possessed an extremely penetrating power, as if he could instantly see through the deepest secrets buried in Lu Huizhong's heart.

"I know you can't make this decision, Brother Yang. What do you think?"

As Zhao Zhen finished speaking, a phantom figure slowly solidified outside the reception room; it was none other than Yang Lie, the head of the Tang Clan.

"Brother Zhao, it's been many years. Your cultivation level has truly become more and more awe-inspiring..."

After dispelling the illusion barrier, Yang Lie immediately wore a bitter smile.

Since his defeat at the hands of Zhao Zhen and his return to the Tang Clan, Yang Lie has doubled his efforts in cultivation.

He was confident that his efforts over the years were no less than anyone else's.

I thought that after so many years, I would one day be able to avenge my defeat and restore the invincible legend of the Tang Clan's Dan Shi.

But who would have thought that while he was getting stronger, Zhao Zhen was not standing still either.

Now, standing before Zhao Zhen again, Yang Lie no longer even had the desire to make a move.

"Brother Yang, you flatter me." "Just now, Brother Zhao, you said you wanted to enter my Tang Clan's Tang Tomb to find someone?"

"good."

Zhao Zhen nodded.

Upon hearing this, Yang Lie gave him a deep look.

"It seems you already knew something, Brother Zhao?"

"Xu Xin, he should still be alive, right?"

As Zhao Zhen finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire reception room instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Lu Huizhong glanced at Zhao Zhen, then at Yang Lie, and finally chose to quietly step aside.

The Tang Clan has strict rules, and even if you really want to count, she is Yang Lie's elder.

But now that Yang Lie is the sect leader, all matters, big and small, within the sect, including her own, must be obeyed unconditionally by the sect leader's orders!

Therefore, she has no right to interfere in this matter.

After a brief silence, Yang Lie slowly nodded.

"That's right, Junior Brother Xu... is indeed still alive."

"I want to see him."

"Brother Zhao, I won't ask you how you found out Xu Xin was still alive. I'll only ask you one thing: why did you see Xu Xin?"

"Don't worry, Brother Yang. Even during the Jia Shen Rebellion back then, the company... oh, I should say me, you should be very clear about my attitude towards these thirty-six people."

These thirty-six men were indeed guilty, but they certainly did not deserve to die.

Now that the storm has passed, why would I want to exterminate these 'poor souls' who have luckily survived?

After saying that, Zhao Zhen paused, a serious look flashing in his eyes.

"I sought out Xu Xin simply to ask him a few questions."

"Just asking questions?"

A hint of suspicion and wariness flashed in Yang Lie's eyes.

"Just asking questions."

“Alright, since that’s the case, then I will trust Brother Zhao. Please, I will personally take you to the Tang Tomb.”

"Thank you."

……

A moment later, at the back mountain of the Tang Clan.

Yang Lie led the way, Lu Huizhong followed silently behind, and Zhao Zhen walked slowly at the back.

The three of them passed through the area where Tang Sect disciples usually spent their time and headed deeper into the back mountain.

The sunlight was gradually blocked by the dense ancient trees, and the air was filled with the damp smell of withered leaves and soil, as well as an indescribable sense of desolation and silence that had settled over many years.

The road became increasingly rugged and hidden, eventually stopping at the entrance of a cave half-hidden by vines and rocks.

The cave entrance was deep and dark, like the open mouth of a giant beast.

A chilling wind, a mixture of stale blood, herbs, and damp cold from the ground, slowly blew out of the cave, carrying a bone-chilling cold.

There were no signs at the entrance to the cave, but the heavy and isolated atmosphere that permeated the place spoke volumes more than any stone tablet.

This is the forbidden area of ​​the Tang Clan, the final resting place for generations of Tang Clan disciples.

"Brother Zhao, please come with me."

Yang Lie's voice sounded particularly deep in the echo of the cave.

He stepped into the darkness first, his figure instantly swallowed up.

Lu Huizhong glanced at Zhao Zhen with a complicated expression, but ultimately followed him inside.

Zhao Zhen remained calm and followed.

The cave is not completely dark. At intervals along the stone walls on both sides, there are oil lamps that burn continuously. The dim light barely illuminates the slippery stone steps underfoot, extending downwards and deep into the mountainside.

The mixed smells in the air grew stronger, and in the silence, only the footsteps of the three people and the occasional dripping of water echoed hollowly.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the terrain gradually leveled out.

A heavy stone gate appeared ahead, carved from a single piece of granite. There were no decorative patterns on the gate, only two simple seal characters: Tang Tomb.

(End of this chapter)