Life Simulation: Add Tags Starting with Wellness Technique

Chapter 17: Hypocritical Protection at the Peak (3)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Lu Yi rarely ate at home. Today, so many people had invited Zhao Yuantu, but he did not go with them.

‘Is that reasonable?’

“Sit down and eat.” Lu Yi chuckled and pointed to the seat beside him.

“Yes.” Han Zhao sat down “dignifiedly”.

“Three roasted chickens, two for you and one for me.” Lu Yi pushed two plates of untouched roasted chickens over.

“I’m old. In the past, I could eat five roasted chickens and a basin of rice for a meal. Now, I can’t anymore. You young people have to eat more so that you can be stronger!”

“What are you saying? Look at your dignified appearance. You’re clearly still young,” Han Zhao hurriedly praised. After having a meal with Zhang Tianwen, he realized that dozens of taels of silver were nothing to someone at Lu Yi’s level.

Back then, Lu Yi was indeed kind enough to accept the Thousand Silk Guide.

Moreover, he said that he would offer lunch for half a year. After the expiration date, Zhao Yuantu would still call him for lunch on time and say that it was Lu Yi’s idea.

“I didn’t expect you to know how to flatter me. You’re probably doing this for the sake of the roasted chicken, right?” Lu Yi scolded with a smile, seemingly enjoying it.

He knew that people like Han Zhao looked amiable on the surface and didn’t seem to fight for anything, but they were actually very ambitious.

This mentality was beneficial to practicing martial arts. After all, practicing martial arts required one to have this attitude.

It’s just that when reality fails to achieve its desired goals, this kind of mentality is harmful.

Regarding this, Lu Yi could only watch. He could not do anything, nor was he prepared to do anything.

Life and death were determined by fate, and wealth was determined by people. Everything had to be fought for by oneself!

“Master’s eyes are indeed sharp! You saw through it at a glance.” Han Zhao pretended to be obedient. A teacher like Lu Yi was easy to get close to.

In the simulation, Lu Yi was indeed worthy of the word ‘master’.

“Eat, eat!” Lu Yi noticed the change in Han Zhao’s address and waved his hand in disdain.

When Han Zhao heard this, he stopped pretending and rolled up his sleeves.

After eating half a roasted chicken, there was a rush of footsteps outside.

Zhao Yuantu rushed into the kitchen. “Thank goodness! It’s lunchtime.”

Seeing Lu Yi glare at him, Zhao Yuantu hurriedly greeted, “Master.”

“Why are you back? Didn’t those people ask you to stay for dinner?” Lu Yi asked curiously. It was impossible for a Blood Tempering Realm martial artist to not be fought over.

“No, after drinking tea for the entire morning and eating a lot of pastries, they wanted to drag me to drink flower wine in the afternoon. I’ve never seen such a scene before, so I ran straight back.” Zhao Yuantu explained, “Master, you said that wine is a bowel-piercing medicine and lust is a bone-scraping knife. Martial arts practitioners hate these two points the most. I remember them all!”

“I said that you can’t indulge in it, not ignore it,” Lu Yi said angrily. “At your age, some people’s children are already ten years old. It’s time to arrange a marriage for you.”

“It’s all up to you, Master.” Zhao Yuantu scratched his head. “But I like women who are stronger. It’s best if they’re similar to me. Sorry to trouble you, Master.”

“Got it.” Lu Yi nodded. He was not interested in his disciple’s preference. After all, he had lived for so long and had seen all kinds of strange people. Zhao Yuantu was very normal in comparison.

“Master, I haven’t eaten yet.” Zhao Yuantu looked at the roasted chicken on the plate and smiled.

“I left two in the pot for you. Go get them yourself.” Lu Yi tilted his head at the stove.

“Thank you, Master.”

The three of them sat on the table and attacked the roasted chicken.

Seeing that they were about to finish eating, Han Zhao poured a bowl of barley tea for Lu Yi and Zhao Yuantu each. Then, he said, “Eldest Senior Brother, Senior Sister Xu asked me to tell you that she wants to invite you to be an expert of the Xu family. I wonder if you’re willing? If you don’t have the intention, I’ll help you reject her.”

It was a good time to bring it up. It would not be too deliberate. Besides, Lu Yi was present.

“This…” Zhao Yuantu stopped drinking his tea and said, “I have to think about it.”

“Please do.” Han Zhao nodded.

“The Xu family? Not bad. They can be considered quite powerful. Too powerful a faction isn’t suitable for you. The Xu family can be one of your choices,” Lu Yi said. Although he didn’t express his stance clearly, it could be considered as speaking up for the Xu family.

Zhao Yuantu’s personality was relatively straightforward. If he did not get along well with those top factions with Force Tempering Martial Masters, it would not be beneficial to his future development.

Coincidentally, the Xu family was suitable.

He had a good impression of Xu Ling. At the very least, she would not trick Zhao Yuantu.

Han Zhao didn’t say anything else. His mission had been completed, and the most important thing was Zhao Yuantu’s own choice.

No matter how good their relationship was, if they relied on this to push their luck, their relationship would break down one day.

“Han Zhao, thank you for worrying about me,” Zhao Yuantu said sincerely. He had a straightforward personality and was not scheming, but he was not stupid. He could see clearly who was really good to him and who was hypocritical.

“Senior Brother, you’re being too serious.” Han Zhao smiled.

Seeing this, Lu Yi also smiled.

Unlike the other apprentices with backgrounds who would definitely return to the family in the future, Han Zhao and Zhao Yuantu had hopes of inheriting his mantle and sending him off in his old age.

As for his daughter, after she entered the prefecture capital’s martial arts academy, she was like a fledgling turning into a phoenix. He could not drag her down and let her stay in such a small place.

It was naturally a good thing that the two of them could get along well.

After lunch, Han Zhao prepared to take a nap and welcome the afternoon’s cultivation with abundant energy.