Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 730 Only the winner is right, and only the winner is just!

"I know something about the fact that Master Zhang had no descendants. Master Zhang left behind a lot of blood relatives in his life, but strangely, around the 1990s, most of them died mysteriously. Master Zhang was an old man who had to send off his black-haired children."

"The only surviving bloodline has also been tampered with, making it impossible to continue the lineage. Although I knew this was definitely related to you, Uncle, I never imagined it would involve you as well."

Wu Xie smiled wryly.

The first uncle was Hu Ming, and the second uncle was Wu Erbai.

"And also, Second Uncle, what about what happened after Master Zhang's death..."

As he spoke, Wu Xie looked at Wu Erbai with a puzzled expression.

When it came to his own experiences back then, Wu Xie couldn't even bother to refute the two men's assessment of Wu Sansheng.

Although, as far as Wu Xie knew, Hu Ming and Wu Erbai's evaluation of Wu Sansheng was quite fair.

"A man like him, even if he regrets it in his later years, would never give up on what he has pursued all his life."

"Before his death, he took a series of measures and made a series of backup plans, wanting to complete what the previous one had not been able to do—to be buried in the Zhang Family Ancient Building, a final gamble, an attempt at the ultimate leap."

"but."

Wu Erbai smiled sinisterly and lit a cigarette!

"But Master Wu received the news that in the early 20th century, he wiped out our Buddha's funeral procession and retrieved the bodies of the couple."

"Wu Erbai's plan was almost transparent at the time; everyone in the Nine Gates knew about it... but everyone tacitly approved of Wu Erbai's audacious plan."

"Because everyone hates this Buddha who manipulates the Nine Gates with his own hands. Except for Zhang Yueshan. Of course, back then, everyone tacitly kept this matter from Zhang Yueshan."

“Even when the Buddha was making preparations back then, he kept it a secret from Zhang Rishan. Zhang Rishan only thought it was the Buddha’s arrangement.”

Hu Ming added that Zhang Qishan's final preparations were truly outrageous. As the pure inheritor of the Qilin blood, Zhang Rishan was someone Zhang Qishan trusted so much that he dared not reveal his plan to slaughter the Qilin blood holders.

"only……"

“I know what you’re trying to say. Since I dared to leave the bodies of the Buddha and his wife there and publicly humiliate them, I naturally have other plans.”

Wu Erbai was naturally aware of the unusual state of Zhang Dafoye's corpse. He dared to do this because he had already made considerable contingency plans.

"That's good."

Hu Ming lit a cigarette and said softly.

What happened back then cannot be simply measured by good and evil, right and wrong.

For example, Zhang Qishan.

He was clearly a descendant of Zhang Qiling, but he did not inherit the Qilin bloodline. He could only live a life of birth, aging, sickness and death like an ordinary person over a hundred years, watching helplessly as his childhood playmate still looked young.

Who could withstand such a shock?
But what did the Nine Gates do to deserve this?
They sincerely respected Zhang Qishan, but Zhang Qishan treated them as pawns, using them at will. Even their next generation and the generation after that were planned to be sent to their deaths by Zhang Qishan and that important figure. How could they possibly be willing to accept this?
This is far more irreconcilable than the hatred of killing one's father or mother.

In Chinese tradition, parents dedicate their later years to their children, only to watch helplessly as their children gradually sink into the deepest abyss, unable to find peace even in death.
This kind of pain and resentment is unbearable for anyone.

And Hu Ming.
He was unwilling to get involved in the mess from back then, and even considered avoiding trouble altogether. But the Buddha pressed on relentlessly, first with various inducements, and when Hu Ming remained unmoved, he resorted to all sorts of disgusting tactics.

Therefore, everyone is simply doing what they are supposed to do from their own perspective.

Right or wrong is not important at all. What is important is that Zhang Qishan failed, and Hu Mingjiumen survived the most difficult years and had the last laugh.

In other words, the winner is right, and only the winner is just!
Perhaps Zhang Qishan did feel guilty towards the Nine Gates in his later years, which is why he entrusted Zhang Rishan with their care on his deathbed.

But it was too late!
Hatred accumulated over the years is not so easily resolved, nor can it be dispelled by a mere favor.

Deep-seated hatred must be washed away with the most vivid blood.

Hu Ming has only one piece of advice for those who tell you to let go of your hatred: stay away from such people, because when they get struck by lightning, it will affect you.

“I have gained the goddess’s initial trust, and since her son is involved, she has agreed to let us go into the temple to find out what’s going on.”

"Based on the intelligence we have, the underground river of the temple is the only way to reach Thunder City!"

"Get ready, this is a long and arduous battle. I have entrusted reliable people to transport the relevant supplies from China. We will set off immediately once the supplies arrive."

Under Hu Ming's strange gaze, Wu Erbai coughed lightly and changed the subject.

"Tsk, a friend to older women, huh? Wu Erbai, you're quite the catch. Since you said you want to pay for Wu Sansheng's outrageous behavior when he was young, then why not..."

Hu Ming chuckled.

"Why don't you just stay and become a live-in son-in-law, Second Uncle?"

Wu Xie, Fatty, and the Blind Man, not wanting to miss out on the fun, all grinned mischievously.

"...Blind man, you only got the deposit! Fatty, watch out, if you get arrested in Hangzhou, I won't care anymore. As for Xiao Xie..."

"I haven't arranged enough blind dates for you. You're too free... I understand."

Wu Erbai had a firm grasp on the weaknesses of the group and easily suppressed these troublemakers.

As for the person who started this embarrassing topic, Wu Erbai chose to ignore it.

"What are you going to do about the mute girl? It's obvious that she's taken a liking to you, as you and I both know. Her desire to experience the mysterious unknown is just an excuse; she simply wants to learn more about your world."

"But you're a seasoned veteran, you've screwed over quite a few 'partners'."

Wu Erbai steered the conversation toward Hu Ming. This old fox could figure out his owner's leg hair just by looking at a single hair, so there was no way he could hide the mute girl's thoughts from him.

"At the latest, Hongxia will arrive here with the people from Warehouse Eleven by tomorrow morning."

Hu Ming shrugged. He knew that what Wu Erbai said was true, and he also genuinely disliked having unnecessary burdens when doing serious business. There was no room for discussion on that point.

"That's good. Everything is ready, except for the final push. That bastard third brother, his reckless actions back then in Lei City implicated too many people..."

Wu Erbai sighed softly.