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Chapter 198 You... Deliveryman?



Chapter 198 You... Deliveryman?

After considering the options of opposing the Yan family, Zhong Ming realized there were roughly two paths.

The first option is to make a big fuss, the bigger the better, and even live to see it become a huge mess.

The greatest advantage of conflict between families is that you gain an opponent who is equally matched with your enemy. The Yan family has friends and enemies, and their enemies need a knife to pierce the heart of the Yan family. Zhong Ming can use this incident to serve as that knife.

The second option is more troublesome. It would take some skill to protect oneself from being exposed and to secretly contact the Yan family's enemies.

The key point is that he has already killed the Immortal Rat Taoist. It is unknown whether the Yan family knows this, but they have definitely become involved.

Neither of these two methods, one overt and one covert, are good, and he was somewhat reluctant to part with the mining mole.

Let's think of a way; we can't just let him rob us.

The transport ship slowly rose, Zhong Ming's face grim...

To outsiders, it's not obvious; he's bandaged up like a mummy.

As he was deep in thought, Nanyangzi approached.

“Fellow Daoist Matt, let’s talk about the previous agreement.”

"What's there to talk about? We executed the agreement perfectly, didn't we?"

"What are you talking about? You were in my sight the whole time. What happened to the mission I hired you for? Where is your credibility?" Nanyangzi looked angry like a groundhog that had lost its lunch.

Matt didn't mince words, "Have you forgotten that we had a teammate who ran into their team at the very beginning?"

“You are…”

"Go check that team, can you still see their captain?"

Nanyangzi glanced ahead and was immediately shocked. He lowered his voice and said fiercely, "Are you crazy? Killing a comrade is a court-martial offense. I never asked you to kill him. You've gone too far!"

"Is that so? We're all in this together now. If you dare to leave yourself out, I'll shout it out right now so the whole ship can hear."

Hearing this, Nanyangzi's hair stood on end. He looked around and gripped Matt's hand tightly. "You're going to die with me? You..."

"What are you thinking? You're the mastermind. You said it yourself, we've been in your sight the whole time. The murderer was that beautiful lady, what does that have to do with us?"

"You...you..." Nanyangzi was so angry he was about to explode, but seeing a stranger sitting next to him who looked like a mummy, he didn't dare to lash out.

"What do we do now? Was it clean? Was it really clean?"

"Whether it's clean or not, isn't that up to you?" Matt raised an eyebrow at him and spread his palms.

Nan Yangzi was stunned for a moment, and looking at Matt's smug expression, he finally understood.

'If you exceed the target, you'll get extra money.'

"This is the Healing Pill. As long as you are still in the Qi Refining stage, surface injuries will heal extremely quickly. This is the Great Heart Pill, which is specifically for treating injuries to the five internal organs. This is the Jade Surge Pill, which can build up the dantian and unblock the meridians..."

Nanyangzi took some bottles of pills and placed them on their table. Matt shook his head again and withdrew three of his fingers.

"Don't push your luck... This bottle contains cultivation pills, don't use them recklessly. Take one when you're short on spiritual energy while breaking through to a higher realm. This one is a spirit-replenishing pill, used to replenish spiritual power during battle..."

Finally, Matt nodded in satisfaction, and in front of him, slowly put the pill bottles one by one into his storage bag, as if showing off.

Nanyangzi was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to leave or stay. He glanced at the "mummy" and whispered, "Who is he...?"

“A good friend of mine, he had a terrible time. All three members of his team died, didn’t you see? That’s why he came back with us.”

Nanyangzi thought about it with doubt, 'Me? I saw it? Perhaps.'

Who would remember the insignificant wounded? There are more wounded here than normal cultivators.

"Can it be kept secret?"

"rest assured."

"That's for the best." He raised his hand, made a cutting gesture across his neck, and stormed off, though he barely managed a few steps before bursting into laughter.

Matt could barely contain his smile.

This sucker was very curious about what it would be like to see Master Cuihong "come back to life".

Matt nudged Zhong Ming with his elbow, but he didn't move, as if he were asleep.

......

When they arrived, Xueyan came to greet them, standing ramrod straight, but her face showed little concern, instead displaying a strong sense of dissatisfaction.

Why should Su Longshan be the team leader? They used to be good comrades-in-arms, but now he's turned into her boss. She can be "righteously" reprimanded for anything she does, and then he'll look at her with a grin.

Really deserves a beating.

The transport ship slowly docked. Some instructors didn't even show up; they just had someone put up a sign. They were so carefree. Being an instructor was their job; now it was their time to rest. Why be so enthusiastic? New recruits come in batches; they might as well just relax and enjoy themselves.

Unless it's mandatory, I won't show my face at all.

Xueyan and her group were much better; she genuinely treated them as her "disciples."

When the eight people walked out together, she immediately felt relieved.

Wait, where's Cuihong? And that mummy in the back?

Before she could move, an old man suddenly darted past.

"Hey kid, what are you doing? Who dares to touch my disciple? Isn't that disrespecting our Taoist temple?" The old Taoist priest came out, flicking his beard. He showed no mercy to the group, sweeping his beard left and right, "gently" sweeping everyone else away.

"Sir, who are you...?"

"I am the clone of this kid's master. I've missed him these past few days, so I came to visit. Hey, I won't break the rules, I won't break the rules, I'll register him as a military family member."

Zhong Ming nodded to Xue Yan and said apologetically, "Instructor, may I go first?"

Go ahead, but be careful.

The old Taoist priest looked at Xueyan, then at Zhongming, and pulled him away.

Zhong Ming felt as if he were riding the wind, and the scenery around him was changing rapidly. The iconic tower of the Sky Stronghold became a blurry curve, and he was out of range in an instant.

Su Longshan blinked in the direction the old Taoist had gone, thinking to himself, 'A clone? Is it at the Golden Core level? It seems not. If I were at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, I could do that too.'

.....

The old Taoist priest landed and his first words were: "My disciple, don't let beauty blind you. Lust is a knife that can cut you to the bone. Remember to control your desires and don't act rashly."

"Master..."

Zhong Ming was deeply moved. His master was strict, but he actually came to see him after the incident. He really does care about me! *sobs*

For Zhong Ming, the old Taoist priest was his only "family member".

"Your disciple will follow your teachings... Master, I miss you too."

“Hey, I was worried that you had only been learning the Dao for a few days before leaving home. You spent more time in the army than in the Daoist temple. Your master was worried, so he came to see what I brought you.”

Zhong Ming watched with emotion as the old Taoist priest pulled out items one by one, magically producing dumplings that Xiao Yu had made by hand, dried fish that Xiao Zhao had dried for him...

The old Taoist priest had never been so kind to me in the Taoist temple.


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