Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Chapter 351 Hehe, he's getting anxious.

Cheng Mo glanced at the forest. He had originally planned to prepare something fun for Lü Liang, but Quanxing had taken care of everything.

That works too, saves me the trouble of doing it myself.

Let's have some fun together at the very end.

Ding Shian frowned as he watched the Quanxing members run away. "Brother Cheng, these people are all unruly. If you treat them like this, I'm afraid it will backfire."

Cheng Mo waved his hand dismissively, "Let them retaliate if they want; I was just looking for an excuse to beat someone up."

Ding Shian's lips twitched: "Hehe, so Brother Cheng had planned this all along."

Cheng Mo chuckled: "Just playing around."

Xia He laughed along, her laughter even more sinister than Cheng Mo's.

Cheng Mo patted her on the shoulder: "You're not allowed to laugh like that."

Xia He bit his shoulder: "You stinky Taoist priest!"

Ding Shian turned his head away, unable to bear looking at the two of them.

Wang Zizhong was also smiling, but his smile was somewhat bitter.

The group returned to town, found a restaurant, ordered some dishes, and sat down to eat.

Halfway through the meal, a few people arrived at the restaurant entrance.

The leader was an elderly man, wearing a dark Zhongshan suit, with his hair neatly combed. His face bore a resemblance to Lü Ci, but his temperament was much gentler.

Lu Zhong glanced at the people in the restaurant, his gaze landing on Ding Shian. He paused for a moment, his brows furrowing, clearly not expecting to see him here.

Lu Zhong certainly knew Ding An, one of the two heroes in the world of extraordinary people in China, whose strength was second only to the old master Zhang Zhiwei.

Lu Zhong harbored deep resentment towards Cheng Mo and had originally planned to confront him directly to get to the bottom of things. If Cheng Mo's attitude was unfriendly, he was willing to teach him a lesson.

A young man in his early twenties led a group of Quanxing demons to run wild on the Lü family's territory, even dragging the younger generation of the Lü family into it. This was a slap in the face to the Lü family.

But now that he saw Ding An sitting next to Cheng Mo, Lü Zhong's attitude immediately changed.

Lu Zhong approached Ding Shian and cupped his hands in greeting: "Mr. Ding, I have long admired your name. I am Lu Zhong. I did not expect to meet you here."

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Ding Shian also stood up and returned the greeting, his tone indifferent: "Mr. Lü, you're too kind. I just came with Brother Cheng to join in the fun."

Lu Zhong nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "Mr. Ding, what brings you here this time—"

Ding Shian waved his hand and pointed at Cheng Mo: "I'm just following along and will listen to what Brother Cheng says."

Lu Zhong's heart sank.

How could someone like Ding Shian be willing to follow the arrangements of a young man?

He re-examined Cheng Mo before speaking formally: "Master Cheng, my father asked me to invite you to the village for a chat."

Cheng Mo was too lazy to pay him any attention.

Lu Zhong was not annoyed and continued, "My father already knows about Master Cheng's movements with the Quanxing people. There may be some misunderstanding between the Lu family and Master Cheng. My father hopes to clarify this with Master Cheng in person."

Cheng Mo laughed: "Your father thinks it's a misunderstanding?"

Lü Zhong nodded: "My father believes there must be some misunderstanding."

Cheng Mo thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's go to the village and have a chat."

Lu Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Lu Huan, and said in a sterner tone, "Xiao Huan, your family has been very worried about you these past few days. Your great-grandfather misses you very much too. Don't run around again when you go back this time."

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Lü Huan lowered his head and remained silent.

Just as Lü Zhong was about to explode, Cheng Mo reached out to stop him: "Little Lü, I think you should respect Huanhuan's wish not to return to the Lü family."

Lu Zhong frowned: "Master Cheng, this is a family matter of our Lu family."

Cheng Mo said with a smile, "Huanhuan has now recognized Uncle Zizhong as her grandfather, so she can be considered half a member of Jishetang. She has little to do with your Lü family."

Lu Zhong's face darkened further, but with Ding Shian sitting next to him, he couldn't openly turn hostile.

He looked at Wang Zizhong again, his brows furrowing even more deeply.

What's this famous doctor from the capital doing here? And judging from the way he's sitting with Lü Huan, their relationship seems quite close.

Lu Zhong had many questions in his mind, but now was not the time to ask them.

"Master Cheng, please."

Cheng Mo and his group followed Lü Zhong out of the restaurant and headed towards Lü Family Village.

Lüjia Village.

Lü Zhong led Cheng Mo and the others into the village, through several alleys, and arrived at Lü Ci's house.

"Please come in, everyone."

Lü Zhong pushed open the door and stepped aside.

Lu Ci stood at the entrance of the courtyard, waiting, with several younger members of the Lu family standing behind him, making quite a commotion.

"Xiao Cheng, you're here."

Lü Ci glanced at Ding An: "Ding An, you're here too."

Ding Shian nodded.

Upon entering the courtyard, Lü Ci sat down in the main seat and pointed to the chair beside him: "Sit."

Cheng Mo didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down in his seat. Xia He sat next to him, Lü Huan sat next to Xia He, and Wang Zizhong sat next to Lü Huan.

Ding An stood at the door without going in, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed, looking like he was watching a show.

Lu Zhong stood behind Lu Ci and whispered a few words in his ear.

Lu Ci nodded, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and looked at Cheng Mo, speaking in a tone like an elder reprimanding him: "Little Cheng, as your senior, I have to say something to you. Why can't we communicate directly? Why do you have to involve those demons from the Quanxing Sect?"

Cheng Mo looked at him with a smile and slowly said, "You said the same thing to Duanmu Ying back then, didn't you?"

The courtyard fell silent instantly.

Lu Ci's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously looked at Lu Huan.

Lu Huan had his head down, his fingers twisting the hem of his clothes, and his face showed no particular expression.

Lu Ci's mind raced. Xiao Huan couldn't possibly know about Duanmu Ying's affairs, so there was only one possibility—

He looked at Prince Zhong.

Wang Zizhong was staring at him, the hatred in his eyes seemed to burn through him, his whites were bloodshot, and his fists were clenched so tightly they cracked.

Lu Ci narrowed his eyes, his expression returning to calm.

"Wang Zizhong, you do have some ability; you managed to investigate this thoroughly."

He put down his teacup, his tone turning cold: "But are you sure you want to communicate with me like this?"

Wang Zizhong didn't speak, but just looked at Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo smiled and patted Ding An on the shoulder: "Old Ding, this is a private matter between Zizhongshu and Lü Ci. You, an outsider, shouldn't get in the way."

Ding Shian's lips twitched slightly: "—Then I'll go out?"

Cheng Mo retorted, "Otherwise what?"

Ding Shian nodded: "Okay, I'm leaving."

After saying that, he turned around and left, decisively and without any hesitation.

Lü Zhong's eyelids twitched.

Cheng Mo actually spoke to Ding An in such a tone, and Ding An actually left?

What's going on with this person? Does the Liangyi Temple possess such immense power? Even if Cheng Shou himself came, he couldn't possibly accomplish this!

Lu Ci glanced at Lu Zhong: "Take Ding Shian to rest."

Lü Zhong bowed his head and took his leave: "Yes, Father."

He strode out of the courtyard to catch up with Ding An.

Lu Ci looked at Wang Zizhong and scoffed, "Studying medicine is really useless. You can't even protect the person you love most, let alone their privacy."

Wang Zizhong clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, and the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

Lü Huan jumped to his feet, his face flushed red, and shouted angrily, "Great-Grandpa! You can't talk about Grandpa Zizhong like that!"

Lu Ci slammed his hand on the table: "Enough, Xiao Huan! You have no right to speak here, and you get out too!"

Before Lü Huan could retort, Cheng Mo gently patted her shoulder: "Don't rush, Huanhuan, your great-grandfather is just saying that out of anger. We should give the elderly a chance to speak, right?"

Lu Huan bit her lip and sat back down.

Lu Ci's eyes were filled with anger as he looked at Cheng Mo: "As Cheng Shou's disciple, I originally didn't want to make things difficult for you, but if you continue to interfere in the affairs of my Lu family, even if Cheng Shou himself comes, I will cripple you!"

Cheng Mo put one arm around Xia He's shoulder and pointed at Lü Ci with the other: "Hehe, he's getting anxious."

Xia He burst out laughing: "Little Taoist, your expression is hilarious."

Lu Ci's face turned completely dark.