Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 335 The Temple Sent Someone, A Pathetic Woman

The Chu family of the capital?

Chu Zihang really didn't expect that his ancestors might be Master Jing, and a family that had left behind such a great reputation. But as surprised as he was, he wasn't exactly thrilled.

To this day, he is the only remaining member of the Chu family bloodline, and he knows nothing about the family's past.

In this situation, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the family line has been cut off.

Lu Mingfei wasn't surprised, but he secretly marveled at the wonder of fate. After all the twists and turns, Chu Zihang and Xia Mi were still able to find a connection as fellow townsmen.

This fate is truly wondrous.

"What is the current situation of the Chu family in the capital? Are there any other family members?" Lu Mingfei felt that he had asked a pointless question as soon as he finished asking, but he was just in case.

The Snake Clan is also saying that the bloodline of the inner three families has been severed, but nothing in this world is absolute.

The Lu family was the same. A large clan was forcibly broken up. Even if they wanted to search, they could still find their clansmen. However, most of them, like Lu Gucheng, had not awakened and did not know about dragons or hybrids, nor did they know how glorious their ancestors were. They just lived ordinary lives.

Zhou Minhao didn't speak, but silently shook his head.

Chu Zihang remained calm; this answer was entirely expected: "Excuse me, do you know why he went abroad back then?"

As the only son of the Chu family, and who almost changed his surname, he always wanted to find out why his father had given up everything in the country and ventured abroad alone.

Zhou Minhao could answer this question, but it was a bit too sensitive, since the old man of the Chu family and Lu Mingfei's grandfather had the same fate, both dying unjustly.

The former, in particular, is closer to the center of the vortex, and even if it tries to escape, it will ultimately be unable to escape its fate.

"After this ordeal, the fate of the Chu family is sealed."

Heartbroken and disillusioned, your father left for distant lands, seeking a glimmer of hope. After that, no one knew of his whereabouts.

After Zhou Minhao finished speaking, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang were both speechless.

Finally, Lu Mingfei spoke first, smiling as he put his arm around Chu Zihang's shoulder: "No wonder we can be brothers, it turns out our ancestors had similar experiences."

Zhou Minhao glanced at Lu Mingfei in surprise, not expecting him to be so open-minded. He had to swallow back the words of comfort he had prepared and slowly scooped up a spoonful of porridge.

Just as the porridge was about to reach her lips, Lu Mingfei suddenly asked, "Was the Chen family involved in that incident just now?"

"Cough cough..." Zhou Minhao almost choked. He looked up and met Lu Mingfei's smiling face. The expression seemed to be just a casual question, but Zhou Minhao could clearly sense a deeper meaning in it.

Does he have a grudge against the Chen family?

It wasn't mentioned in the materials.

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said, "The Chen family was focused on expanding their overseas business at the time, and they were also affected."

The Chen family is one of the earliest mixed-race families in China to follow the "trend" and seek change. Now, they have a certain influence not only in China but also overseas.

Lu Mingfei nodded, but still kept the Chen family in mind. Don't ask, the answer is: the more debts you have, the less you have to worry.

The three of them then ate and chatted. Zhou Minhao had orders from the head of the family and also had a good impression of the two young men, so he was very open and honest, introducing all the well-known mixed-race families in the country.

Knowing that he was also curious about what he had seen and heard in Japan, Lu Mingfei shared some of the things he could tell him.

Well, that's pretty much everything except for the complicated relationship between the three royal siblings and their deceased father.

It's impossible to keep it a secret. If we can't come up with French jokes, we'll have to come up with Japanese jokes instead.

Upon learning that Lu Mingfei had already brought back a young girlfriend, who was none other than the most mysterious and powerful head of the Uesugi family among the Snake Clan, Zhou Minhao was at a loss for words.

That's pretty impressive.

The breakfast was a pleasant one for both the host and guests.

When asked about his next move, Zhou Minhao said he would stay at the Regent Hotel to guard against the Temple Society members' ulterior motives. If Lu Mingfei and the others minded, he could find another way.

Lu Mingfei didn't have much of a problem with this, since there was nothing to hide.

However, since they were planning to go to the mountain city to do some things, it was a bit inconvenient for Zhou Minhao to go with them. But on the other hand, it also helped them cover up.

This person essentially carries their own alibi.

After the meal, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang said goodbye to Zhou Minhao with the packed breakfast. The latter was very sensible and had a clear understanding of his own position. He did not shamelessly follow them just because of the meal and the exchange of information.

After watching the two young prodigies leave, Zhou Minhao withdrew his gaze, went downstairs, booked a room, and checked that there were no eavesdropping devices before dialing the head of the family and relaying everything he knew in detail.

Nuwa seemed to have just woken up; her voice was soft and sweet, not at all like an old woman older than Angers, but the words she spoke were incredibly fierce: "If you disturb my sleep again, I'll tear you apart."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Minhao broke out in a cold sweat. Although he knew that this old lady was just threatening him and wouldn't really tear him apart, the trauma she had left on him when he was a child was still quite significant.

I still remember when he wasn't even as tall as his thigh now, he met Nuwa, who was idly sunbathing and daydreaming, at the Zhou family's old house. Whether she had a sudden lapse of judgment or was just really bored, she suddenly had the idea to pretend to be a monster to scare him, making him cry loudly.

"Are you staying up late playing games again?" Zhou Minhao asked cautiously. "Didn't you say before that staying up late is bad for your health and that we shouldn't call you late at night?"

“Staying up late is definitely bad for your health,” Nuwa said matter-of-factly. “That’s why I stayed up all night. I had just fallen asleep when you woke me up.”

"Alright, if you have something to say, go talk to Xiao Zhou and the others. I'm going to sleep, don't bother me!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Zhou Minhao looked at his phone, which had ended the call, and was a little speechless. There were so many Zhous in the family, who knew which little Zhou you were talking about?

But he was already used to this, and this old lady had the personality of a playful old man.

Contact with Lu Mingfei can be a big deal or a small deal. As long as he doesn't think about turning into a demon king to destroy the world or do anything that would threaten the Eastern hybrid race, Nuwa will not take the initiative to intervene.

After all, he's an old man who's lived for countless years. He's seen geniuses more amazing than Lu Mingfei... Well, I've never seen one like him, but I've probably seen some who are roughly on par with him.

……

Inside the presidential suite, Erii had already gotten up and was sitting on the bed in a duck-like position, contemplating life.

Upon seeing Lu Mingfei knock and enter, the girl tilted her head, her long, dark red hair cascading down like silk, her crimson eyes fixed on him.

"Good morning." She curled her lips into a slight smile.

"Good morning." Lu Mingfei stood at the door, holding up the breakfast in his hand: "Get up and have breakfast."

"What is it?" Erii rolled out of bed. Her loose pink and white nightgown couldn't hide her impressive figure.

She reached for the bra strap, but Lu Mingfei stopped her. The back door slammed shut, and Lu Mingfei's muttering came through the crack in the door:

"I've told you so many times, you can't change clothes in front of other people, neither boys nor girls."

Erii scratched her hair, paused for a moment, and then a faint, fox-like smile suddenly appeared on her still somewhat bewildered face.

Of course she remembered Lu Mingfei's words. She was just putting on an act just now. Xun said that if you want to get along well with the boy you like and enhance your feelings, you should use some small methods that are good for your physical and mental health.

It seems to be quite effective now. After breakfast, Lu Mingfei and Erii went for a walk, while Ryoma Kaoru continued to wait for Old Tang, who had gone out partying with Fingel all night and hadn't returned yet.

Chu Zihang learned about his ancestors' affairs in the morning and planned to go to Cheng Shuangfan to inquire about some information. After all, according to Zhou Minhao's account, Cheng was from a mixed-race family in China, and her surname was quite influential.

He had never met Cheng Shuangfan and didn't know if she belonged to the Cheng family.

Of course, he had actually wanted to ask if there was a Xia family in the capital, but considering that Xia Mi was discovered by the preparatory class and her identity was a mystery, he did not ask.

Later, when Zhou Minhao talked about the various mixed-race families in China, he confirmed that there was indeed no family with the surname Xia.

Old Tang and Finger were bored out of their minds last night, so they took the crossbow they had seized from Tang Wei and went to a remote mountain forest to hunt, but they didn't catch a single bird all night.

However, Lao Tang selectively forgot about his "physical constitution" that animals disliked. He wandered around the mountains for most of the night and didn't encounter a single wild boar or rabbit, let alone a snake or a bird.

In the end, Fingel jumped into the river and caught a few fish as prey, so he didn't go home empty-handed.

Upon returning, they handed the fish over to the kitchen of the Regent Hotel and asked them to make a fish soup and serve it to them.

Leaving aside the bittersweet consequences of Old Tang spending the whole day out without his girlfriend, Fingel was still somewhat energetic and planned to finish his fish soup before going to sleep. However, Eva sent him a message saying that she had found the flight information of the Temple members.

Upon clicking, I discovered it was a flight from this morning, a direct flight to Shanghai, and they had chartered the entire plane. No wonder Eva found it so quickly.

“Zhao Xuzhen, a British Chinese…” Fingel browsed the target’s information. The Solomon Temple was also known for its wealthy members. This guy named Zhao Xuzhen was an investor in a consortium under the Solomon Temple. He came to China under the guise of giving back to his hometown to make investments.

Fingel didn't believe a word of this. What kind of good person would give back to their hometown without bringing an inspection team and a bunch of flashy, cheap women?
Looking at the flight passenger information, Fingel discovered that there were at least seven or eight secretaries and assistants who came with Zhao Xuzhen, and each of them was a rare beauty with different skin colors, races, and styles. The only comparable group was the ballet troupe that Caesar organized in the student council.

That ballet troupe was full of the prettiest girls in the academy, except for the two coolest ones, of course.

Nono never uses her looks to amuse people, and as for Susie, she can talk to her knife first.

After saying he didn't kill you, he then told those murderers from the Lionheart Society that being able to come back alive meant that the Kassel College Disciplinary Committee arrived in time and that the medical department's top doctor had a miraculous cure.

"Wow, those Templars really went all out." Fingel looked at the photos Eva sent him and felt like his mouth was watering.

Of course, this is how he maintains his image as a dissolute, good-for-nothing lecher. Some things, once you've been pretending for a long time, become ingrained in your bones, and your subconscious reactions can't be faked.

He was really hungry.

"Is it a pity?" Eva sent a message.

Fingel glanced at the computer's webcam subconsciously, and seeing that the indicator light wasn't on, he typed a serious reply: "What's the pity?"

Eva didn't answer directly, she just sent a ^^ emoji.

As her soulmate, Fingel naturally understood what she meant.

Despite being considered "high-class" in society, these women are merely tools for sexual gratification and reproduction within the Temple Order. Their ultimate mission is to mate with mixed-race individuals of compatible bloodlines and produce superior offspring.

Sometimes, they are even given away as gifts or as some kind of compensation to ordinary people whose status is far lower than theirs.

Of course, the mixed-race beauties used to deal with Lu Mingfei were not the kind that had been used before. There were Eastern mixed-race people in the Temple Society who knew that Chinese people valued tradition.

Within them, the mother body that retains the initial experience is also a precious asset.

It can only be said that the Temple has really gone all out this time.

It remains to be seen whether they can gain Lu Mingfei's attention under the watchful eyes of Kassel College and the mixed-race family, and then survive Erii's clutches.

There were also twenty or thirty people accompanying the flight, mostly bodyguards, but Fingel estimated that most of them were just ordinary people who had received professional training.

After all, their mission is quite dangerous. If they are not careful and are wiped out, even the Temple, which likes to mass-produce hybrid dolls, will feel the pain for a while.

"Do Minister Schneider and the principal know about this?"

"know."

"How did they react?"

"It's up to you to handle it."

Fingel: ()?

……

Meanwhile, in the Kunshan Industrial Park, Jiang Wanzhi, a well-known local female entrepreneur, sat in her office, staring blankly at her computer.

This morning, Mr. Zhou, the owner of the wafer fab, had to leave unexpectedly and couldn't attend the banquet tonight. He sent a message apologizing and told her to find another male companion.

She wasn't surprised by this, after all, the young boss was notoriously unpredictable and would often disappear, sometimes saying he was on a business trip abroad, and other times saying he was taking photos in some mountain area.

Although everyone thought that this Mr. Zhou had a crush on her and often fawned over her, Jiang Wanzhi always felt that his intentions were not pure. The way he looked at her was mostly admiration, without any desire to possess or crave her.

That's why she maintained a friendly relationship and a relatively close distance with him.

However, she didn't like him, and she didn't like anyone else. The only person she cared about was the young traditional Chinese medicine doctor who often frequented the small restaurant near the bridge.

The reason they noticed him was because their father had a good relationship with him. Later, they sent someone to learn about him and found that the young man was quite a nice guy.

He liked to go to the small restaurant by the bridge on rainy days, order a steamed whitebait and a serving of fennel beans, drink a pot of Taidiao wine with preserved plums, and enjoy the lake view.

She also liked to visit the small restaurant by the bridge on rainy days, dressed like a young female college student in a loose hoodie and baseball cap, and like him, she would eat fennel beans, drink Taidiao liquor, and watch the rain.

There were always only the two of them in the store, but he never realized it.

If she weren't bound by that constraint, he might be a very good candidate for a son-in-law.

She sighed inwardly, picked up her phone again, and felt even more frustrated and anxious.

The "fiancé" assigned to her by the organization is coming.

When she was a child, she went on a trip to England with her family and died in an accident.

But the Templars saved her, and from then on, her life and her body became their property, something they could never betray.

The Templars poured a lot of resources into her, nurturing her into an outstanding mixed-race individual. After she came of age, they granted her freedom, allowing her to return home and reunite with her parents.

There was one order: she had to remain single and wait for her destined mate to come and mate with her, so that they could have excellent mixed-race offspring.

But she knew the terrifying price behind this seemingly simple task; the bloody and cruel scenes were enough to wake someone up in the middle of the night from sheer terror.

For years she had lived in constant fear, terrified that her fiancé would one day come looking for her to have his child. Now, it seemed the time had finally come for her to fulfill her obligations.

He came so fast that she didn't even have time to feel any aversion.

Even if I were to marry that young traditional Chinese medicine doctor right now, it would be too late.

(End of this chapter)