Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 983 Lu Huizhong

"Old Tang, what are you doing?"

Zhao Fangxu dreaded dealing with such inflexible people. The former headmaster of the Tang Clan, Yang Lie, was much more flexible in his approach, making discussions with him much smoother. But since Tang Miaoxing took over, there's been virtually no communication with anyone from the Clan anymore.

“We’re old friends, and my elders also came from Sichuan back then, so please give us some face. Let’s go inside and talk. What do you want? We’ll see and try our best to satisfy you, okay?”

"I have nothing to do with you." Tang Miaoxing snorted. "It's not that I look down on you, it's just that I, as the sect leader, am not in charge of the Tang Clan."

If someone else said something like that, they would definitely be considered sarcastic or cynical. But when someone as rigid as Tang Miaoxing said it, it was simply stating the facts.

This made the higher-ups at Nadutong even angrier. No matter what, Tang Miaoxing had been the principal of the Tang Clan for over a decade. The fact that the Tang Clan had accepted Nadutong's leadership for so long meant that there was still room for negotiation. However, the person in charge now clearly didn't want to talk.

"Senior Lu, Grandmother, please do us the honor of coming. We need to talk business. I believe you didn't bring your people here to massacre our entire organization."

Although Nadutong's rapid response force was already assembling, and other personnel were rapidly approaching headquarters, with various emergency plans being activated with a single phone call or message, Nadutong's top management still felt no sense of security, both in terms of numbers and scale.

The overwhelming killing intent made them realize that no matter what they had found, and no matter whether the other side would die, they would die first.

And he died a horrible death.

Zhao Fangxu was now at a loss.

He was always confident in the face of the potential arrival of He Songling. Past information and experience told him that although He Songling was a person of low character and had an unusual way of thinking, and was probably mentally ill, he did not take pleasure in destruction and killing, and was a respectable and admirable person who cared about his country and its people.

Even if you are overpowered by such a person, gain some advantage, or even suffer some malicious teasing and humiliation, you should just tolerate it.

This is why Zhao Fangxu has always felt confident.

But this great-grandmother who hasn't shown herself yet...

It's common knowledge that women are unreasonable, let alone a female assassin. It's said that even He Songling himself was frequently beaten severely by his wife, the injuries so horrifying that even his fellow disciples from the Sanyi Sect were horrified. Someone capable of domestic violence against even a god—you want to be with her, right?

No one responded, and the situation became very awkward.

Although Tang Miaoxing was rigid, he was ultimately a capable person and had served as the sect leader for many years. Seeing that the atmosphere had become tense for five minutes, he had no choice but to point in one direction and make a few uttering sounds.

Everyone could see that Tang Miaoxing wasn't deliberately lowering his voice or using Qi to transmit his sound, yet no one could hear him. It was as if his voice had entered a certain range and been completely swallowed up. This bizarre scene was even more terrifying.

"Alright." A female voice appeared out of thin air, and then a human figure gradually emerged from the air.

That was definitely not the Tang Clan's illusionary barrier or anything like that. The Tang Clan's illusionary barrier couldn't even fool the ninja technique "Ripple." Even though He Songling later improved this aspect, it still couldn't be hidden by radar.

However, even with the rapid reaction force of Nadutong using thermal imaging, infrared, and sonar, they still couldn't find anyone hiding around Tang Miaoxing.

She is none other than Lu Huizhong, the current matriarch of the Tang Clan, who once dominated the entire world of supernatural beings, even surpassing the Old Celestial Master, and the wife of He Songling, whom he married through proper channels.

More than seventy years have passed, and she has not shown many signs of aging. Although she looks a bit older than she did back then, compared to people of the same age or even younger, such as Zhang Zhiwei, Lü Ci, Wang Ai, Lu Jin, and Guan Shihua, the difference is not small.

Those old fogies were as withered as dead tree bark; to put it bluntly, their bodies had long since died, only their minds were still active. This was quite normal; what human could live to 115 and still be so energetic, leaping around, killing, and setting fires?

They were merely barely maintaining their souls with a single, pure innate Qi within their bodies. This is the benefit of "cultivating both body and spirit." As long as the innate Qi remains intact and the Qi pathways are not broken or damaged, even if the physical body has decayed and nerve responses are impaired, one can still control the body's actions through Qi via the brain.

This is why people with supernatural abilities usually live longer than ordinary people. Of course, they cannot avoid dying from injuries or illnesses. This is the case for people like Xu Xiang, the father of Xu San and Xu Si and the former head of the North China region of Na Du Tong, Liang Youyi, Zhang Zhiwei's third apprentice, and Hou Ling of Qingzhuyuan.

However, because Zhang Zhiwei and his group possessed such profound cultivation and incredibly strong and vast Qi bodies, ordinary emotions or injuries could not disrupt their Qi circulation, so they were not at risk of dying prematurely. But in the real world, there is no perpetual motion machine. They would age as they were meant to, and their Qi circulation would eventually be exhausted. Sooner or later, they would die, and that day was not far off.

But what about Lu Huizhong in front of us? She looks like she's in her early fifties at most. Judging from her appearance, she'd be too young to call someone like Zhang Zhiwei or Lu Jin her grandfather. Moreover, she's the kind of woman who is very well-maintained and looks very young and elegant despite being fifty.

Similar to female celebrities like Jeannie Hsieh, Lin Chih-ling, Ruby Lin, and Yeh Chuan-chen, the difference is that these female celebrities rely to some extent on photo editing and cosmetic procedures to maintain their online appearance, while Lu Hui-chung in front of us is completely plain with nothing at all, just her natural state.

He Songling's infusion of primordial energy back then was truly worthwhile.

Lu Huizhong stepped out, and in an instant, her murderous aura was like a tidal wave crashing down. Even the pillars at the entrance of Na Du Tong were marked with sharp marks, and the directors clutched their chests, looking as if they could die on the spot.

"Chairman Zhao, right? The top person in charge of managing the supernatural beings." Lu Huizhong narrowed her eyes and glanced at these people. The murderous aura that filled the sky was like a whale sucking in water, returning to her body. Not to mention her own, even the murderous aura of the other members of the Tang Clan disappeared.

"Xiao Zhao, you can just call me Xiao Zhao."

Zhao Fangxu squatted on the ground, breathing heavily as if he had just escaped drowning, and barely managed to raise his hand to respond. He was only younger than those old monsters who were often over a hundred years old, but he was actually an old man in his seventies, and a big fat man at that. He also suffered from high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar. Lu Huizhong's step forward just now almost killed him.

(End of this chapter)