Killing Monks

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm, pale golden glow on the bedside.

Lu Fei opened his eyes and met a pair of clear eyes.

Tang Shuangshuang had been awake for an unknown amount of time. She was lying on her side, resting her chin on her hand, quietly gazing at him.

"What's wrong, Shuangshuang?" Lu Fei asked with a smile.

"When Lu Lang woke up yesterday, his face was full of sorrow." Tang Shuangshuang looked at him, a glint in her eyes. "When he woke up today, he seemed to be in a better mood."

She spoke seriously.

Today, Lu Fei's smile was relaxed, unlike yesterday when there was always something weighing on his face.

She knew that her husband had many things on his mind.

"Maybe... you had a good dream?" Lu Fei reached out and put his arm around her.

More than just a good dream.

In my dream, I silenced that ancestor so thoroughly that he was humiliated and wouldn't dare disturb my peaceful sleep tonight.

"What dream?" Tang Shuangshuang became interested and snuggled closer to him.

"I dreamt of a man." Lu Fei looked down at her.

"A man?" Tang Shuangshuang blinked, her tone suddenly becoming cautious. "It can't be... your good brother Chu Kuangjun, can it?"

Lu Fei was taken aback.

He immediately laughed out loud and reached out to gently flick her nose: "Silly girl, what are you thinking about!"

Tang Shuangshuang pouted, her voice muffled: "But he's so handsome... I'm not as good as him."

She was sincere.

Which woman wouldn't have a few thoughts when she sees Chu Kuangjun's face?

Lu Fei couldn't help but laugh, pulling her closer to him and gently touching her forehead: "He's a man. The one I like is you."

After breakfast, Lu Fei went to the side courtyard.

In the courtyard, Guangyuan and Chu Kuangjun were packing their bags.

"You're leaving already?" Lu Fei stood stunned at the courtyard gate.

"Yes." Guangyuan folded the clothes without looking up.

He needed to find a quiet place to cultivate himself. What he had seen and heard at the Lu residence made him realize that there were far too many old scoundrels in the martial arts world. A single Mirror of Observation was not enough for him to deal with those old scoundrels.

To deal with those cunning old Dengs, of course, we need another simple and brutal method!

He wanted to practice martial arts before returning to Jinjia Temple.

Chu Kuangjun remained the same, saying he was going to roam the martial world and see if he could find a "manly" martial art.

"Monk, I have something else to ask you," Lu Fei stepped forward and said, "Your method yesterday really worked. That old bastard has quieted down a lot."

He paused, then frowned: "But... he still won't give up, always talking about wanting me to do something important."

Guangyuan stopped what she was doing and looked up at him.

"Then ask him: How do you feel about yourself compared to him?"

Lu Fei was taken aback.

Guangyuan didn't keep him in suspense, saying, "If he says he's better than you, then tell him. If you can't do something with your skills, how could I, who am far inferior to you, possibly accomplish it?"

Lu Fei's eyes lit up.

"If he says he's not as good as you..." Guangyuan's lips twitched, "then it's even simpler. He himself admitted that you're better than him. Now that you're the head of the family, if he doesn't listen to you, who will he listen to?"

Lu Fei slapped his thigh.

"Brilliant!"

This wasn't just asking for advice; it was a complete revelation.

By simply throwing the problem back at us, we'll be in an invincible position no matter what.

Seeing that he had taken it to heart, Guangyuan added a few more words: "Those old guys are mostly all talk and no action, self-important but actually incompetent. Just use that method to talk to them."

"If he gets angry and tries to fight, then you can ask him questions. No wonder he's accomplished nothing; he resorts to violence when he can't reason with people."

"If you were truly capable, why would you be in this situation? It's just that others have been accommodating you, yet you think you're so great."

"Remember, always speak the facts." Guangyuan revealed the core idea behind his confrontational approach: "The facts are the most hurtful."

A lie repeated a thousand times is useless, but a single truth can break a person's defenses!

He then mentioned several ways to deal with overgrown children, and Lu Fei nodded repeatedly, feeling a sense of sudden enlightenment.

Lu Zhu was a king who lost his country and did many absurd things. If we use these facts to criticize him, we will surely break his defenses.

"Monk, Brother Chu, please don't leave yet." Lu Fei stepped forward. "Wait a few days, and I'll come back to ask for your guidance tomorrow."

The two exchanged a glance.

Seeing that he genuinely wanted him to stay and had something to ask him, it wouldn't be appropriate to leave now, so Chu Kuangjun nodded and put his luggage back where it was.

"Since we have nothing better to do, why don't we..." Guangyuan's gaze shifted to Chu Kuangjun, "...take care of your troubles."

Lu Fei was taken aback: "Brother Chu, what's the trouble?"

Guangyuan recounted how someone was secretly watching Chu Kuangjun.

After listening, Lu Fei raised an eyebrow: "What a coincidence. Uncle Daobei also mentioned that there are two people acting suspiciously around the Lu residence these past two days."

The Lu family has deep roots in Luoqing County, and they can detect any disturbances there.

The two men, one fat and one thin, had been loitering outside the mansion for the past few days. Yesterday they changed alleys, and today they were squatting by a tea stall, pretending to rest.

Lu Daobei had noticed it early on, but since he couldn't figure out where it came from, he didn't act rashly.

"How about..." Guangyuan said, looking at the two of them, "we'll lure them out and see what kind of people they are."

Lu Fei and Chu Kuangjun exchanged a glance and nodded to each other.

It was just past noon, and the sun was high in the sky.

The fat man sitting at the tea stall diagonally opposite the Lu residence was getting sleepy when he suddenly nudged his companion with his elbow: "Coming!"

The skinny man followed his gaze and saw the side gate of the Lu residence creak open. Chu Kuangjun walked out carrying a bundle, his steps unhurried, heading straight for the city gate.

"He's leaving!" The fat man's eyes lit up, and he put down his teacup and stood up.

"Perfect," the skinny man said. "Luoqing County is full of Lu family members, so we've had a hard time getting close. Once we're out of the city, things will be much easier."

The two followed from a distance, about half a street away, neither too close nor too far.

Unbeknownst to them, Guangyuan, Lu Fei, and Lu Daobei were following them at a leisurely pace.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Ten miles outside the city, Chu Kuangjun, who was pretending to be hurrying ahead, suddenly stopped, turned around, and said with a hint of wariness, "What are you planning to do after following us for so long?"

The two, one fat and one thin, looked slightly embarrassed when they saw Chu Kuangjun turn around.

However, they were all seasoned veterans. The fat man said, "I am Shang Long, greetings to the Master!"

The skinny man said, "I am Jiang Dawei, greetings to the leader."

Upon hearing the name "cult leader," he knew exactly where this person came from.

He said helplessly, "I am not the leader of your Mitian Sect, you have mistaken me for someone else!"

"No! There can't be any mistake!" Fatty Shang Long said emotionally, "Master, do you think I can't find you just because you're hiding? It's no use."

Jiang Dawei, the skinny man, said with equal deep emotion, "A man as outstanding as you, no matter where you hide, is like a firefly in the dark night, shining brightly and dazzlingly."

"..." Chu Kuangjun felt a chill.

These two elderly men, in their forties and fifties, were speaking to each other with such tender affection.

Don't they feel ashamed?

Are all the members of the Mitian Cult these kinds of lunatics?