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"The peace your father risked his life for is not for you to go and die."
Zhang Yunyuan's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable determination. Every word was like a heavy hammer, striking Zhang Yude's heart hard.
"You need to become stronger, strong enough to protect everything you want to protect, to be worthy of his sacrifice."
Zhang Yude trembled violently.
He raised his head and looked into Zhang Yunyuan's cold and calm eyes. The raging anger in his heart was actually suppressed by the power in those eyes.
He collapsed to his knees, clutching the cold earthenware jar, burying his head in it, and his suppressed, trapped-beast-like sobs echoed through the mountains and forests for a long time.
Zhang Yunyuan looked at him quietly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
My nephew Yu De has a fiery and impetuous nature. If I keep him by my side to teach him personally, he will inevitably be influenced by me and end up doing poorly.
He needs more extreme tempering, to be on the brink of life and death, to truly forge this hatred into an invincible blade.
He already had a plan in mind.
Several days later, at a secret contact point.
Zhang Yunyuan, posing as "Master Yun," urgently contacted Zhao Fangxu through Xu Xiang.
On the other end of the phone, Zhao Fangxu's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible respect and excitement.
"Master Yun, you've finally contacted me."
"Long story short."
Zhang Yunyuan's voice remained calm, "I have an old friend's son who was hunted down by his enemies, resulting in the destruction of his family and death."
This child has decent potential, but his temperament is too strong and needs to be tempered with drastic measures.
I would like to ask you to utilize the special channels currently being established to arrange a place for him, where he can live in anonymity, his fate left to fate.
He concealed the origins of Qi and Zhang Huaiyi's identity, only hinting at them.
Zhao Fangxu was a man of great stature; he immediately understood the implications.
He knew very well that this mysterious "Master Yun" possessed extraordinary power, and the matter entrusted to him was no small matter.
This is both a test and a great opportunity to deepen our connections.
"no problem!"
Zhao Fangxu agreed very readily, even with a hint of excitement.
"Master, I happen to have a highly confidential option."
My suggestion is—overseas!
We have some 'special logistics' training positions that require young people with solid foundations and a willingness to take risks.
That place is a melting pot of all sorts of people, lawless and unruly, and it's incredibly agonizing!
Absolute secrecy; life and death are left to fate. Anyone who returns alive will surely achieve great things!
Zhao Fangxu's voice carried a hint of shrewdness unique to businessmen and an undisguised ruthlessness.
"Okay, let's do it."
Zhang Yunyuan hung up the phone.
The task of execution naturally fell to Xu Xiang.
Through the nascent network established by Zhao Fangxu, Zhang Yude's identity was quickly whitewashed, disguised as a "missing person," and then secretly sent to that chaotic and dangerous lawless place overseas under the guise of an "export worker."
Before leaving, Zhang Yude bowed deeply in the direction of his home.
There were no more tears in his eyes, only a deathly stillness and solid ice scorched by flames.
"Father, wait for me."
"Wait for me to come back and avenge you."
After seeing Zhang Yude off, Zhang Yunyuan finally finished dealing with the most pressing issue at hand.
He found Xu Xiang and solemnly entrusted the young Zhang Chulan, who had been in a state of shock and withdrawal since that night, to him.
Xu Xiang looked at the little boy in front of him, whose eyes were empty, who was hugging his knees and huddled in the corner, not saying a word, and felt a mix of emotions.
Zhang Yunyuan's instructions were clear and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Old Xu, from now on, he is your nephew."
"Let him grow up like an ordinary child."
"I'll make arrangements for him when he grows up."
He paused, his tone becoming extremely stern.
"Remember, unless there is a truly life-threatening attack from an Inhuman, you are absolutely not allowed to interfere with his life using any Inhuman methods, not even you!"
This harsh, almost inhumane instruction sent a chill down Xu Xiang's spine, and made him instantly understand its weight.
This child harbors a tremendous secret.
What "Master Yun" wants to do is to bury this secret completely in the most ordinary world of human life.
"I see."
Xu Xiang nodded solemnly.
Finally, Zhang Yunyuan found Feng Baobao, who had been quietly following behind him like an outsider the whole time.
He pointed to Zhang Chulan, who was not far away, being led by the hand by Xu Xiang, looking back at him blankly every few steps.
His instructions to Feng Baobao were extremely simple and also extremely extreme.
"Follow him."
"Don't let him die."
"Hide well in normal times. If someone wants to kill him, bury all the people who want to kill him."
As Feng Baobao looked at that small figure, a faint, almost imperceptible light, called "mission," seemed to flash in those usually empty eyes.
She didn't speak, but simply nodded gently.
Chapter 136 Skyrocketing
Time flies, and several more years have passed.
In recent years, China has undergone earth-shaking changes amidst the tides of the times.
Beneath the hustle and bustle of the mortal world, in the realm of extraordinary individuals, this unknown world of martial arts, undercurrents are also surging.
In Tianjin, there is a quiet teahouse by the river, with a private room on the second floor.
Outside the window, boats shuttle back and forth; inside, wisps of tea smoke rise.
Zhao Fangxu personally poured a cup of new tea for the guest opposite him. His temples were already streaked with gray, but his eyes were sharper and more composed than before. With every gesture, he had the air of a powerful and ruthless leader.
Before him stood the same "Master Yun," seemingly forgotten by time.
The framework of the "company" has been successfully established through Zhao Fangxu's painstaking efforts over the years.
He knew that for this new thing to gain a foothold in the complex world of supernatural beings and to truly achieve balance and order, it had to break the old pattern.
Those renowned schools and sects that have been passed down for thousands of years are like chess pieces already placed on a chessboard, mutually restraining each other, intertwined with interests, forming an invisible net.
Adding another "company" piece to this network is incredibly difficult.
"Master, the current structure of the Ten Elders Association is rigid. Each family is only concerned with its own business. It seems stable, but in reality, it's a stagnant pool."
Zhao Fangxu spoke in a deep voice, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible worry.
"If the company wants to break through, it must have its own voice and people who can be used by us and who can keep the situation in check."
Zhang Yunyuan picked up his teacup, gently blew on the steam, and looked out the window at the bustling dock.
"The Ten Elders Society has become stagnant and needs to be injected with new blood."
His voice was flat, as if he were talking about something trivial that had nothing to do with him.
"That tiger is of superior character and temperament. His path of cultivation is upright and honorable, and he has no strong foundation, making him easy to use by the 'company'. He can be an important piece for you to balance the major families and factions in the future."
Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Zhao Fangxu's eyes.
This name has now become well-known in the community of supernatural beings throughout North China.
The young man who made a name for himself at the dock with his brute strength back then, after receiving guidance from Zhang Yunyuan, resolutely went north to seek out Chai Yan, the master of the Chai School of External Strength.
He had no connections, no introductions, so he knelt outside the Chai family's gate for three whole months, from the sweltering heat of summer to the dead of winter.
This character and perseverance finally moved Chai Yan, who had long since retired from the mountain, and he made an exception and accepted him as a disciple.
After years of arduous training, his tiger-like talent was fully unleashed. He had mastered the Chai School's external martial arts, possessing a body of copper skin and iron bones, making him difficult to harm with ordinary swords and knives. Among his peers, he rarely had an opponent.
After completing his studies, he returned to Tianjin and continued working as a dockworker. However, he was now surrounded by a group of fellow ordinary people who were willing to follow him.
He doesn't cause trouble, but he's not afraid of trouble either.
With his exceptional skills and chivalrous spirit, he carved out a niche for himself in the chaotic Tianjin docks.
Zhao Fangxu wholeheartedly agreed; Ru Hu was indeed one of his most ideal candidates.
But he also had his own concerns.
"What the Taoist priest says is absolutely right."
Zhao Fangxu nodded. "Ru Hu is indeed a promising talent, but he is too inexperienced, lacks a solid foundation and outstanding achievements, making it difficult for him to win people's respect."
"The positions of the Ten Elders are all held by people who have been in power for a century or have made great contributions in battle. Even if he is a young man who came from a dockworker background, if he wants to sit in that position, he will probably attract criticism from the entire world of supernatural beings."
Zhang Yunyuan put down his teacup with a soft sound.
He turned his head and looked at Zhao Fangxu, his calm eyes carrying a hint of worldly wisdom.
"Foundation and achievements can be created."
Zhao Fangxu's heart stirred, and he listened attentively.
"You just need to secretly create some 'opportunities' for him."
Zhang Yunyuan's voice was soft, but every word struck Zhao Fangxu's heart.