Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 383: The Obscene Sex Maniac Zhang Chulan [Late Night Update]

The steaming heat from the hot pot separated the Feng siblings and Feng Qin.

The three of them were enjoying the hotpot and eating meat.

Feng Shayan let out a long sigh, "It's still good to be here with you. I feel happy and relaxed a lot."

Feng Xingtong nodded repeatedly, then fanned his mouth with his palms, breathing in and out while saying:

"I'm under a lot of pressure in Tianjin, especially since someone named Zhang Chulan came out. I feel like I've been revolving around him for the past few months."

The name Zhang Chulan can already be used as a synonym for this era.

Because of his appearance, the Eight Great Skills became well-known to everyone, and all attention was focused on the four big words "Jia Shen Rebellion".

Among all these, the one who stirred up the situation was the Yaoxing Society, which wanted to take his life from the beginning!

When he thought about how she turned the disciples of various sects into human sticks, including the Tang Sect disciples, he would feel a surge of anger in his heart.

For the sake of self-cultivation, she can ignore her own life.

No matter what, since his appearance, all major events in the entire alien circle have revolved around this name, as well as the [Eight Great Skills] and [Jiashen Rebellion] that accompanied him.

Even the recent massacre of the Yuanxiang Sect, in which he participated, was caused by this reason.

Feng Qin listened quietly as the two siblings complained.

The two did not treat Feng Qin as an emotional trash can. After a few complaints, they started talking about something meaningful.

"Zhang Chulan is not the illegitimate son of Zhang Tianshi, but the orphan of a disciple of Mount Longhu."

Feng Shayan lifted her hair to her ears, ate the hot beef, and continued:

"Do you remember the strange wooden house? That was Zhang Chulan's childhood home. Thanks to the information you knew at that time, it would have been difficult for us to contact him otherwise."

"Let me tell you something you may not know. Because of the information you gave me, my father, President Feng, thought of the grave in advance. Unfortunately..."

"It's too late. Zhang Chulan's grandfather's grave has already been dug up."

Feng Qin was shocked. After listening to her, he made some conclusions in his mind.

Although the information I provided was dispensable, it did not contain any important content.

But in Feng Zhenghao's hands, it seems to play a big role.

In my impression, he shouldn't appear at the grave.

Even the information about Nadoutong was only known after it was leaked by the former head of the North China region before his death.

In other words, Feng Zhenghao used the little intelligence he had to deduce a lot of key information, and was even on par with Quan Xing!
Why Quan Xing could dig graves faster than Na Tutong has always been a mystery in Feng Qin's mind.

Judging from the alien's wooden house, the other party should not have obtained any intelligence.

These old monsters...

Feng Qin felt a headache, whether it was the old guy in Quan Xing or the character Feng Zhenghao.

The brain is too well developed. How could a person in his twenties figure out so many things, not to mention the information gap?

When he thought that Feng Xingtong inherited his father's brain and would no longer be naive but also so shrewd in the future, he decided to build a good relationship with him in the early stage.

Otherwise there will be no emotion at all later on.

"President Feng, you are truly a genius..."

Feng Qin leaned back slightly, leaning against the back of his chair, and expressed his feelings directly.

"Yes, that's how the alien circle evaluates my father. All the people in the Tianxia Society are dead, and only my father is left. The Tianxia Society is still a well-known existence, and he is still one of the Ten Lords."

"But if my father dies, the Tianxiahui will also be destroyed."

One person represents 99% of the value of Tianxiahui.

He can leave Tianxiahui and create another legend, but Tianxiahui cannot survive without him.

This comment hit the nail on the head. Feng Qin couldn't help but nod his head, but to be on the safe side he still had to say, "You guys can't be missing either."

"Bullshit, we are nothing but pawns in his hand!"

Feng Shayan suddenly became excited, clenched her hands, and said angrily:

"You don't know, no matter how much I want to come to Chongqing for training, he can always stop me in various ways that I can't refuse, even, even..."

"She also said that she hoped I could have a good relationship with Zhang Chulan, and if possible, we could be boyfriend and girlfriend!"

Feng Shayan pretended to vomit, "You have no idea how wretched Zhang Chulan is. He can't walk when he sees a woman, and he becomes limp after giving Nana a massage. He's just a wretched sex maniac!"

Feng Xingtong's forehead was covered with sweat. He repeatedly urged his sister to sit down and whispered, "Being angry is harmful to your health. Don't say such things."

He would never want his sister to marry a man who had no money, no power, a mean look, and was lazy.

But Feng Qin is a good friend, and if this topic is brought up, he will have to listen to nagging all night.

Practicing during the day is tiring enough, and I still have to come out to listen to their complaints. As a friend, this is too inconsiderate of each other.

Feng Qin disagreed and said calmly:

"The orphan of the old master's fellow apprentice, I heard on the forum, can also perform the Golden Light Curse and Thunder Magic. Do you think he is a pervert?"

"Otherwise, let me tell you, you really can't judge a person by his appearance. That person has simply ruined the reputation of the Tianshi Mansion."

Feng Shayan continued to get angry, and Feng Xingtong could not persuade her, so he could only continue helplessly:
"Aqin, you haven't seen him, so you don't know. From the beginning to the end, he doesn't have the demeanor of a Tianshi Mansion. When he goes out, he says he is Quan Xing... I believe it."

A monster like Quan Xing, this is Feng Xingtong, the harshest adjective that can be thought of.

Feng Qin didn't respond and just quietly showed off the beef tripe in the pot.

"Why, you don't believe it? That's right, who would have thought that he is such a person with that identity? I have already recorded and videotaped it for you to see."

Feng Qin shook his head. "I don't think you are wrong. The fact that you can be close friends with me shows that you have good vision."

"..."

You tricked us in the beginning, and we didn't know until Dad told us...

Feng Xingtong really wanted to complain, because these words sounded shameless and a bit sarcastic towards him and his brother.

Feng Qin teased for a moment, and when he found that no one else was laughing, he smiled and said:

"It's just that I think what was said just now is right. You really can't judge a person by his appearance."

"Yes, that's why I said..."

The sand swallows were noisy, but suddenly they became quiet.

All that was left was the bubbling of the hot pot's spicy oil and the sound of Feng Qin boiling the meat and putting it into his mouth.

After a long while, Feng Xingtong finally spoke, breaking the white noise.

"He may really be a perverted maniac, but... he is not stupid. After coming to Tianxiahui, it seems that every word he says is just a cliché... No, it's more than that..."

Feng Xingtong is not Feng Zhenghao after all. He recalled Zhang Chulan’s words in his mind, but couldn’t think of anything deeper.

It’s not that he is not smart enough, but that he is not “mature” enough and “worldly” enough. Growing up with a silver spoon in his mouth, he knows too little about the dark side of society.

Feng Shayan, who had been silent for a long time, continued:
"I didn't mean to mention your name, but he continued. Now that I think about it... he was actually trying to lead me to say your name on purpose."

Feng Shayan felt a chill, looked at Feng Qin, and swallowed.

Just based on their conversation, I could already tell what kind of person Zhang Chulan was...

If you don't build a good relationship with such a person in the early stage, I'm afraid that in the future, there will only be exchanges of interests between them...

There is no emotion anymore.

(End of this chapter)