Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Chapter 135 In your heart, who is more important, me or Gu Manzhi?

Are you worried about my safety, or do you find me a burden?

"I'm worried about you being in danger, and I also think you're working too hard—oh no, I don't mean I'm complaining about you, it's just that your strength is really not enough."

Bai Zhaoli was taken aback. She hadn't expected Jiang Lang to be so direct, and he sounded quite sincere.

I felt a tightness in my chest and shortness of breath, but I couldn't get angry.

Because the difference in strength between "Little Silent Official" and Silent Official is indeed too great.

Although he was confident that he could contend with a major general-level expert after completing his training, he was indeed not qualified to participate in top-level battles. Those who were killed by Jiang Lang the night before last were at least well-known major generals.

These major generals each have their own strengths, and if they were to unleash their full potential, they could turn the area around Mingde Manor into ruins.

But before he could even unleash his full potential, he was killed by Jiang Lang in what could be described as a "careless" manner.

He died silently without even causing any damage to the scene.

The difference in strength was obvious even to someone like me who wasn't there in person.

It's no wonder that the so-called Council of Ten Thousand Races couldn't see what kind of experts they would send.

Going alone would definitely be a hindrance.

Bai Zhaoli's feelings were complicated.

""

As an iMo, when she learned that Mo Li was still alive and that his strength was now far greater than before, she was truly proud from the bottom of her heart.

But unfortunately, this Mo Li is the kind of annoying person who doesn't reciprocate feelings, has someone else in his heart, and still bothers him.

And now, this jerk is in extreme danger again.

She turned her head to the side: "Are you confident?"

"Give it a try."

Jiang Lang's answer was vague because he hadn't really considered the success rate; all he could think about was killing people.

This is what Su Su taught him: if there is a battle you have to face, you only need to think about how to do your best. As long as you do your best, your chances of survival will naturally be the highest.

Pre-emptively considering the success rate will only make you feel held hostage by the data, causing you to become hesitant and timid.

He wasn't quite sure what kind of experts the Council of All Races would send.

There are definitely generals, it's just a matter of rank.

Samsung?

Four stars?

Five stars?

"Jiang Lang!"

Bai Zhaoli suddenly called out.

Jiang Lang turned his gaze to her: "Hmm?"

Bai Zhaoli pursed her lips: "I heard them say that the Council of Ten Thousand Races went to great lengths to catch the murderer because of the Four Realms Cultivation Plan."

The one you helped me cultivate the Horn Constellation, is that—?

"yes!"

"!"

Bai Zhaoli's heart skipped a beat: "You taught me something so important so carelessly?"

Jiang Lang retorted, "Aren't you trustworthy?"

Bai Zhaoli couldn't help but press, "Then will you tell Gu Manzhi about it?"

Jiang Lang instinctively replied, "She doesn't cultivate, so why would I tell her this?"

"What if? What if she also has a great talent for cultivation?"

"That's definitely not the case!"

Why?

"Because she's not like us."

Bai Zhaoli didn't know whether she should be happy or helpless.

He was able to obtain what Gu Manzhi could not because of their differing stances.

She was delighted to hear this answer from Mo Li.

But I don't really want it to come from Jiang Lang's mouth.

She felt that Jiang Lang did not have romantic feelings for Gu Manzhi.

But that's precisely why she was even more upset.

"that----"

Jiang Lang suddenly spoke.

Bai Zhaoli seemed to wake from a dream: "Go ahead and tell me."

Jiang Lang hesitated for a moment before speaking: "This cultivation plan is very important. Even if you have a boyfriend in the future, you can't easily tell him unless you are sure that he is someone you can entrust your aspirations to."

Bai Zhaoli: "————"

She couldn't help but look at Jiang Lang, but Jiang Lang only spoke in a serious tone and didn't make eye contact with her.

She was a little angry.

""

I was just saying it casually, and you actually took it seriously?

Are you hoping I'll find a boyfriend?

"knew!"

Bai Zhaoli responded, opened the passenger door, and pulled off the seatbelt.

Jiang Lang grew anxious: "Don't just know it all; you have to promise me!"

"I promise you! I've told you everything, now you should go back!"

Bai Zhaoli glared at him and slammed the car door shut.

She stood by the roadside for a while, watching Jiang Lang's beat-up car leave.

My eyes are a little sore, probably because I've been looking too far away.

When Gu Manzhi was mentioned earlier, she really wanted to ask Jiang Lang who the girl in his heart was, and whether he would spend his whole life worshipping at the tombstone he had built in his heart.

But she was afraid of appearing humble.

I'm even more afraid of hearing a positive answer.

never mind!

She lifted her sunglasses and wiped her sore eyes with a wet wipe.

An idea suddenly popped into my head.

If the aurora had come earlier that night, he would have already kissed her lips. Would they have parted ways because of that memory?

If so, then he's really annoying.

Bai Zhaoli shook her head vigorously.

I felt that I shouldn't act like a little girl.

Because as a lowly official, this is really not cool.

"That was a really damn fast trip!"

"They didn't even invite me to have lunch."

Jiang Lang glanced at the time, feeling a surge of irritation.

Sensing that my focus was starting to wander, I could only put my phone in my pocket and concentrate on the road.

He silently planned that if he could find an opportunity in the future, he should try to spar with experts who were good at mental techniques. His own mental strength was not weak, even very strong, but his methods were too crude.

They can't even manage to heal themselves.

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Just then, my phone rang.

He thought about it carefully and then pulled over to the side of the road before taking out his phone, to avoid a collision.

He took out his phone; it was Wu Lie calling.

"Hey! Xiao Wu, what's up?"

"Brother Lang, the school board said there's a minor issue with our resource approval process."

"Um?"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but frown: "Can't I get the resources?"

Yesterday, after he finished his "surgery," he handed over the documents Gu Manzhi had given him to Ghost Eye.

Could it be because I only spent a short time with her that she started making things difficult about the resource distribution process?

"No, it's already been taken out."

Wu Lie chuckled and said, "It's just that a supplementary document was missed in signing. Miss Gu said you can go see her when you have time in the next couple of days. It's not a big deal."

Jiang Lang: "————"

He felt that he was being too wary of Gu Manzhi, as if he was thinking too badly of her.

The claim that he missed signing supplementary documents is likely false, because he went through the entire process of receiving resources with Si Hong, and all the necessary documents were already signed.

I guess Gu Manzhi just wanted to chat with me.

He shook his head: "Okay! I'll go when I have time."

then.

He hung up the phone.

Just as they were about to set off, Liu Xiu attacked again.

He was getting annoyed: "Hey! Spit it out!"

Liu Xiu wasn't angry: "How are you feeling? I've arranged for you to see a very skilled psychiatrist."

Huh?

This old man is quite considerate.

Jiang Lang's tone softened somewhat: "Can you trust me?"

Liu Xiu smiled and said, "We're old friends, I trust you."

"Where?"

"Come find me first."

"good!

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Jiang Lang hung up the phone, turned the car around, and headed straight for Xinghuo Sanatorium.

When they arrived, Liu Xiu's carriage was already waiting at the door.

He didn't stand on ceremony and sat directly in the back seat.

As soon as he sat down, he asked, "Which star cluster does your friend cultivate?"

"Zhang Su."

"oh----"

Jiang Lang nodded thoughtfully.

Zhang Yuelu may indeed be skilled in mental techniques.

This obscure constellation is definitely not among the constellations whose cultivation methods have been made public.

Jiang Lang had never seen or heard of any expert skilled in Zhang Su, but many things could be traced back to certain patterns.

It is recorded in ancient books from the old era.

The Book of Jin, Treatise on Astronomy: Zhang Zhu was in charge of the Heavenly Kitchen and oversaw banquets and sacrifices.

The divination for the year Yi Si states: When the grains are abundant, the harvest will be plentiful; when they are dark, famine will be widespread.

When the granaries are full, people know etiquette; when they are well-fed and clothed, they consider honor and shame.

Zhang Yuelu, to some extent, represents the spiritual sublimation that comes with material abundance, so it is not surprising that cultivation methods can spread to the spiritual realm.

"Liu Yun, drive!"

"Okay, boss!"

Liu Yun smiled and floored the accelerator.

He didn't seem like the personal driver of the director of the Spark Research Institute; he seemed more like a street-smart, reckless young man.

Fortunately, Liu Xiu's car had one-way windows, so no one noticed when he got in and out of the car; otherwise, it would have been quite embarrassing.

The group soon arrived at a small villa in the suburbs.

The villa was very clean, the green plants were neatly trimmed, there were no fallen leaves on the lawn, and no soil on the stone path.

It's very well maintained.

There were no clothes on the balcony, so it didn't look like someone lived there regularly.

Liu Xiu smiled and said, "This is my classmate from when I was studying in the capital. He has double doctorates in neuroscience and psychology and has now become a professor at the Capital University. He rarely comes back to Yunjin, so it's quite a coincidence to run into him this time."

"Wow! Isn't that much more valuable than your hereditary position as dean?"

"Damn it!"

Liu Xiu couldn't help but curse.

Jiang Lang pursed his lips. He did indeed have a hint of sarcasm towards Liu Xiu, but it wasn't entirely sarcastic.

He was in the same class as Liu Xiu, which is in his early thirties. To be able to obtain a professorship at the Imperial University at that age is truly remarkable.

The servants had been waiting for a long time, and upon seeing Liu Xiu, they immediately and warmly welcomed the group upstairs.

When they arrived at the door of the room upstairs, the maid said apologetically, "Please wait a moment! We have some distinguished guests who have come unexpectedly today, so it should be ready in a little while."

"good!"

Jiang Lang wasn't in a hurry. He responded and sat down at the tea table to wait.

Liu Xiu, however, was somewhat curious: "A distinguished guest? Does she have such extensive connections in Yunjin?"

However, he didn't urge him and sat down to wait.

About five minutes later, the door creaked open.

A pleasant female voice said, "Teacher Dou, you should be fine. There's no need to obsess over recovering your memory; it won't affect your life."

Jiang Lang glanced over instinctively, but his gaze only lingered on the graceful young woman for a moment before being drawn to the kind-faced old man.

Nest?

Dou Yunqi?