From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

"Lu Jin?"

At the gate of the compound, someone recognized Lu Jin and tentatively asked her questions.

"it's me."

Lu Jin waved to him, "Uncle Guangda."

The man was Lu Jin's uncle, named Lu Ang, courtesy name Guangda. After confirming that it was indeed Lu Jin, he hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile, "It's only been a few years since we last met, and you've grown so much. You're almost as tall as your uncle now."

After the uncle and nephew had finished catching up, Lu Guangda finally turned his attention to Jiang Liu and the others, and said in surprise, "You must be President Jiang of the Confucian Association? I've heard so much about you!"

Jiang Liu shook hands with him and addressed him as "Uncle Guangda" in a familiar manner, then asked, "Uncle Guangda, aren't you a cultivator?"

Lu Guangda chuckled and said, "It's not that I lack the talent, it's just that cultivation takes a lot of time. I studied abroad and know about scientific development, and I want to achieve something in this field."

"Uncle, are you going abroad again?" Lu Jin sensed something and quickly asked.

"Yes, this time, I plan to go to the United States to study nuclear physics." Lu Guangda did not hide anything and talked about his future plans.

Then, he slapped his forehead and laughed, "Look at my memory! Today is Father's birthday, come in quickly!"

# Chapter 956 Lu Family Birthday Banquet (Part Two) Reunion with Li Muxuan

Led by Lu Guangda, Jiang Liu and his group entered through the main gate, passed through the outer courtyard, walked along the corridor, and arrived at the backyard. There, they saw that more than a dozen round tables had been set up, and good wine and food had been prepared. Many people from different factions had already arrived and presented gifts to Old Master Lu.

"Dad! Look who's here!"

The white-haired old man turned his head and looked at Lu Jin, who was already about 1.78 meters tall, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is this Jin'er?"

"It's me, Grandpa!"

Lu Jin was overjoyed to see his grandfather again.

He had just stepped forward when someone stopped him and scolded him, "How old are you? Still so unruly. Your great-grandfather can't take your antics."

"Father, I'm just happy."

Lu Jin chuckled, stopped, and introduced his father, Lu Xuan, to Jiang Liu and the others, and then introduced Jiang Liu and his group to Lu Xuan.

"I've heard so much about you, Chairman Jiang."

After the incident at the Sanyi Sect, Lu Xuan learned that his son had been "kidnapped" by Jiang Liu. He was angry about it for a while, but considering that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and that the whole matter was quite complicated, and that the Sanyi Sect still recognized Lu Jin as a disciple of the Sanyi Sect, he did not go to Yuhang to look for Lu Jin.

"Patriarch Lu, we have come uninvited, please don't mind," Jiang Liu said with a cupped hand and a smile.

"I don't mind! I don't mind!"

Compared to other supernatural forces, the Lu family is the most open-minded, willing to accept new things and not too controlling of their descendants.

Although Lu Xuan had some concerns about the Confucian Association's cooperation with the Gongpai faction and the establishment of branches and primary schools in towns and villages, he knew Lu Jin's character. He wasn't the kind of scoundrel who couldn't distinguish right from wrong. Since Lu Jin had joined the Confucian Association and become its vice president, he, as her father, could only support her.

"This guy... looks familiar." After shaking hands with Jiang Liu, Lu Xuan noticed Lu Mingfei and narrowed his eyes.

In the end, Lu Mingfei rejected Jiang Liu's plan to "turn a living person into a living one".

That wasn't a surprise, it was a shock.

"Um, Uncle, it's been a long time." Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed, but still called out "Uncle".

"Haha, Mingfei! How could your uncle forget you?"

Lu Xuan, his serious expression vanishing, patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder and laughed, "But you really are something! You managed to fake your death and escape! Now you're the president of Mingfei Newspaper and the head of the Confucian Association's propaganda department, respected by the local people, and even somewhat famous around here!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief and realized that he had been overthinking things.

Given the current reputation of the Confucian Association, even without the Lu family deliberately seeking intelligence, they could learn of his identity as the president of the Mingfei Newspaper from newspapers in nearby towns.

Lu Guangda, who was standing to the side, suddenly realized and patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, laughing loudly, "I knew he looked familiar. It turns out it's Mingfei!"

For a time, Lu Mingfei became the focus of attention for Lu Xuan, Lu Ang, and the old master of the Lu family, while Lu Jin was left unattended.

But Lu Jin wasn't annoyed, after all—

Who told his cousin to fake his death to escape?

"Brother Jiang, Sister Hong, and Sister Liu, don't worry about my cousin, I'll take you to find a seat."

"Over here!"

Just as Lu Jin finished speaking, Li Muxuan was waving to Jiang Liu and the others at the round table on the north side of the courtyard, with Si Chong sitting next to him.

In addition, there is the head of Qingzhuyuan Sect, and his three disciples, Ruan Tao, Hou Ling, and Xiu Ling.

“Brother Jiang, the last time we parted was at the ceremony where Ghost Hand King withdrew from Quanxing. When we meet again, you are already the president of the Confucian Society.”

Ruan Tao and the head of Qingzhuyuan stood up together and smiled at Jiang Liu, saying, "I, the senior brother of Qingzhuyuan, am ashamed to say that I am still living under the protection of our master."

“Brother Ruan, why belittle yourself? Besides, I envy you for having such an excellent elder to guide you, unlike me, who has to start my own business.” Jiang Liu cupped his hands in greeting to Ruan Tao.

"President Jiang, don't be so modest. Who in the martial arts world doesn't know about your deeds?"

The head of Qingzhuyuan chuckled, but was also secretly surprised that Jiang Liu was as approachable as ever, without putting on airs as the chairman. He pondered whether it was possible to cooperate with the Confucian Association in the future.

After all, Qingzhuyuan cannot compare to the long history of the Daoist and Buddhist sects, nor can it compare to the four families of Wang, Lü, Gao, and Lu.

In these years when warlords are gradually losing power, but internal strife seems to be intensifying, perhaps it is really necessary to find a patron to make a living.

of course.

It was because the head of Qingzhuyuan had learned about the Confucian Association's ideals and joined the Confucian Association that he was similar to joining a labor union, farmers' association, or youth association; it was not a matter of selling himself into the Confucian Association.

On the contrary, the Confucian Society was more like a platform that sought ways to save the country and provided ways for ordinary people, the poor and the extraordinary to survive and find employment.

But he was also hesitant.

After all, the Confucian Association cooperates with the Gong faction and doesn't get along well with the Guo faction. If they choose the wrong side, Qingzhuyuan might become history...

There were quite a few people at the scene who shared the same thoughts as the head of Qingzhuyuan.

"Jiang Liu, Lu Jin, you two have grown quite a bit taller."

After Jiang Liu and his group were seated, Li Muxuan looked Jiang Liu and Lu Jin up and down, finally focusing most of his attention on Lu Jin, and teased, "I wonder if your kung fu has improved along with your height."

Faced with these fiery words, Lu Jin didn't take it to heart. He simply said "Junior Brother Li," which instantly made Li Muxuan's smile freeze. He then added, "You are still as cute as ever."

The word "cute" immediately broke Li Muxuan's defenses, but he suppressed his anger and only snorted, saying, "Considering it's your great-grandfather's birthday today, I won't spar with you, lest you lose to me and lose face."

"hehe!"

Lu Jin chuckled twice, but didn't answer. Instead, she asked Si Chong, "Uncle-Master, how have you been lately?"

"good."

He smiled faintly and said, "I heard that you went abroad to study nearly two years ago. I wonder if you've neglected your cultivation?"

"I hope my senior uncle knows that even abroad, I have been diligently cultivating and have never neglected my studies."

Lu Jin looked serious, then glanced at Li Muxuan, who seemed a little nervous, and smirked, “He’s probably no weaker than Junior Brother Li.”

"Oh ho! Lu Jin, how about we have a private contest after your great-grandfather's birthday banquet?" Li Muxuan couldn't hold back any longer and directly challenged him—

River flow...

He can't compete with him.

But he believed he could catch up with Lu Jin!

In the past two years, in addition to focusing on cultivation, he has often traveled around, fighting against evil and protecting the innocent. He has also fought with many extraordinary people. When Chengzhen returned from Yuhang to visit the disciples of the Sanyi Sect, he learned about the gene lock system from her. Now he can skillfully activate the first-level gene lock. Based on his combat instincts, his combat power is comparable to Si Chong, who has reached the third level of the Reverse Life Realm.

"Alright, let's have a competition then."

Lu Jin agreed.

"Jiang Liu!"

Just then, a Taoist priest dressed in a Taoist robe, with a full beard, looking like a fierce Zhang Fei, walked over. He glared at Jiang Liu in a deep voice and said, "You caused my Celestial Master's Mansion to lose an excellent disciple. You have to give me an explanation."

"Master Zhang".

Jiang Liu stood up, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said with a smile, "Don't be angry. That was Brother Zhiwei's own choice. I was just offering a suggestion."

"Hmph! An excuse!"

Zhang Jingqing snorted coldly, pulled out a chair next to Jiang Liu, plopped down, and clasped her hands in a fist salute to Si Chong and the Qingzhuyuan sect leader, saying, "You don't mind this old Taoist sitting here, do you?"

# Chapter 957 Lu Family Birthday Banquet (Part 3) Optimism is the Only Option

"I don't mind!"

"Of course I don't mind!"

Si Chong and the head of Qingzhu Garden exchanged a glance, both beaming with joy, but they were also curious as to why Zhang Tianshi said that Jiang Liu had caused the Tianshi Mansion to lose Zhang Zhiwei.

Zhang Jingqing didn't hide anything and told him about Zhang Zhiwei's departure from Longhu after the "Martial Arts Tournament" and his experiences in the world. She then glared at Jiang Liu with displeasure and scolded, "I suspected back then that you had said something... Well, now the case is solved! You admitted it yourself!"

"It's really not my fault."

Jiang Liu explained again, "Ever since the battle with me at the martial arts tournament, the Celestial Master's disciple has been planning not to return to the mountain. At most, I would give him a suggestion afterward, which is to point him in a direction for his travels."

“Master, this is indeed not Chairman Jiang’s fault.”

Besides Zhang Jingqing, Zhang Huaiyi was also present. During the time that Zhang Zhiwei had gone out to train and had not yet returned to Longhu Mountain, Zhang Huaiyi naturally became a key figure in the cultivation of the Celestial Master's Mansion. "My senior brother decided on his own not to return to Longhu Mountain and to train in the secular world."

"nonsense!"

Zhang Jingqing rolled her eyes.

If you really blame Jiang Liu, he would have attacked the moment he saw the other party; why would he have needed to say all this nonsense?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Huaiyi could only smile awkwardly and say no more.

When the birthday banquet officially began, Lu Jin, as the grandson, was the first to present his grandfather with a gift. It was not the pocket watch that Santa Claus had given him, but a jar of Wei Zheng that he had bought from his father's antique shop.

“Grandpa, please forgive my lack of filial piety. I left home to study when I was young and I didn’t know what you liked. A couple of years ago, I went abroad and wanted to bring back some foreign things to celebrate your birthday, but I felt it was inappropriate. So I bought a small jar in an old antique shop in the West. It is said that Wei Zheng once played with it and that it has the function of warding off evil spirits,” Lu Jin said.

"What gift do you want, my dear grandson? If you have time in the future, just come back and visit your great-grandfather more often." Grandpa Lu didn't care whether the jar was real or fake. He held it in his hand, and it was just the right size to hold in one hand. It looked more like a triangular pen holder than a jar.

Afterwards, the head of the Wang family ordered Wang Ai to deliver congratulatory gifts.

"Grandpa Lu, this is a painting of plum blossoms in the cold spring, painted by my father himself. It perfectly captures the scene of this cold spring and reflects the noble spirit of the Lu family." Wang Ai put down the candied hawthorn in her hand, picked up a scroll, walked to Grandpa Lu, and unfurled it. It was a painting of plum blossoms in the snow.