Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 385 How cunning! He hid all my youth.

Fingel was indeed excellent in the intelligence network. When Chu Zihang asked him to help find the Chu family's old house, he locked onto the target in less than half an hour.

After all, they were a well-known family in the capital back then, and they were caught up in that great vortex. The head of the family died unjustly, and even their house was taken away. After the injustice was cleared, they couldn't even find a descendant.

With so many elements, it couldn't be easier to find them.

The Chu family's old house is located next to the famous antique street Liulichang Street. It is currently listed for sale by a real estate agency. Chu Zihang is contacting the agency to see how much it will cost to get the old house back.

Just as they were about to arrange a time to meet in person, Lu Mingfei pushed open the door and, without saying a word, betrayed Xia Mi:
"Old Chu, something's happened at Xia Mi's family. Her brother is critically ill and urgently needs major surgery."

Although the surgeon is handsome, skilled, and highly capable, the surgery carries a high risk, and the recovery time is measured in years. The family is currently debating whether or not to proceed with the surgery.

Chu Zihang, who was planning to ask Xia Mi to go house hunting with him, paused upon hearing this, turned around to look at Lu Mingfei, and after a 0.5-second silence, his first words were:

I'll pay for the surgery.

Not even asking? No wonder he's a rich kid!

Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up: "It's not about the money; the main thing is that the family members have to sign the surgical consent form."

If you think about it carefully, Xia Mi's situation is pretty much the same: a dead father, a non-existent mother, a seriously ill brother, and a helpless girl.

And coincidentally, she also has a childhood sweetheart, a rich young man who lost his memory and is now having an ambiguous relationship with other girls. This is... definitely the heroine of a romance novel!
"You want me to help persuade her?" Chu Zihang understood the implication.

He guessed Xia Mi's identity, and he also knew that Lu Mingfei had guessed that he had guessed Xia Mi's identity, but neither of them revealed it, leaving the suspense to be revealed by the two parties involved themselves.

"No, it's not that. I just wanted to let you know that she won't be home for dinner tonight." Lu Mingfei didn't expect Chu Zihang to be able to persuade Xia Mi.

No matter what, Xia Mi is an ancient being who has lived for thousands of years. It would be very difficult for him to be persuaded by a human boy in just a few words.

Chu Zihang nodded upon hearing this, and then his gaze fell on the phone placed on the table.

“Her cell tower is malfunctioning, so calls might not go through, but you never know.” Lu Mingfei stepped forward, looking at the two-courtyard house on Chu Zihang’s computer screen, and raised an eyebrow.
"Starting to choose a house already? That's a bit of an impulsive purchase."

Nowadays, the value of courtyard houses has skyrocketed. The one that Chu Zihang is looking at is well-preserved, made of solid materials, has an antique feel, and is also large in area. It is conservatively estimated to cost half a small fortune.

Such a large sum of cash is something that even Chu Zihang, let alone his stepfather who owns three companies, couldn't come up with.

Among their group, the only ones who openly possess the power are Ryoma Kaoru, the eldest daughter of a wealthy family, and Erii, as well as Caesar, the foolish son of a noble family, but unfortunately, they don't need him.

Lu Mingfei is now completely living off his younger brother, with Lu Mingze covering all his food, clothing, and other expenses.

"This is the Chu family's old residence," Chu Zihang explained.

Lu Mingfei immediately perked up upon hearing this: "Whose name is the house under now?"

"I don't know, we'll have to meet to find out." This real estate agent is quite respectful of their clients' privacy.

"Do you need support?" Lu Mingfei may not have money, but he can make money.

Chu Zihang definitely wouldn't accept money directly; he'd rather have Su Enxi arrange an interest-free loan for him.

Anyway, there are many things to do in the future, and plenty of opportunities to make money. With Chu Zihang's abilities and Lu Mingfei's connections, he can easily pay off the debts by having a few bosses pay them off.

If all else fails, there's always Xia Mi. Although she likes to stay in her old house, it doesn't mean she's really poor. The accumulation of the Earth and Mountain King over thousands of years is no joke.

Even disregarding her burial goods, whose whereabouts are unknown, the dragon bones and blood left behind after Fenrir sheds the power of the Dragon King and is reborn from its cocoon will be a huge treasure.

Hybrids are priceless treasures in any world.

The thought of Fenrir using his remains as a dowry for his sister made Lu Mingfei mentally tap the wooden fish, trying to salvage his precarious merit.

Unfortunately, he's already got the Satanic tattoo on his back, so even hitting Buddha's snail head won't help.

"We'll see when the time comes," Chu Zihang shook his head.

Ultimately, this is just an old house built later, not an ancestral home with greater commemorative significance.

In his heart, people will always be the most important thing.

If we can't find Chu Tianjiao in the future, we can buy the old house as a keepsake.

If we find it, then in Lu Mingfei's words it's like this: "Old Deng, let's see how strong you are by getting some gold coins."

Father, you wouldn't want your son and girlfriend to get married without even a wedding house, would you?

"What is the success rate of Xia Mi's brother's surgery?"

"It's alright. I wouldn't dare say 100%, but I can guarantee at least 99.99%."

The chance of the surgery failing is as small as the chance of Old Tang leading the three races' allied forces to take down Norton, and just when he's about to win and is about to show his face, he's accidentally killed by a stone that bounces up when Norton crashes to the ground.

"That's good. Can I come on the day of the surgery?" Chu Zihang asked.

"You'll have to ask Xia Mi about that." Lu Mingfei patted his shoulder and turned to leave.

With a click, the door closed again, and Chu Zihang sat quietly in his original position, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated. It was a call from the real estate manager, asking if we could meet in person the next day.

After a two-second pause, he agreed.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you on Liulichang Street tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Zihang looked at his phone screen, swiped through the contacts, and finally hovered over the phone number labeled "Xia Mi". After waiting for a long time, he finally dialed the number.

After a long silence, he heard a message to dial again later and ended the call.

He put down his phone, looked up at the sky outside the window that was gradually turning pale gold, and felt a strange sense of感慨 (gan3kai3, a feeling of mixed emotions, including nostalgia and awe). So even legendary creatures can get sick.

I forgot to ask earlier if it's really true, as Xia Mi said, that her brother's dementia and bipolar disorder have worsened.

If this can be cured, and the method can be made public, it will benefit people all over the world.

However, Chu Zihang could guess that the surgeon was most likely Lu Mingfei, otherwise he wouldn't have used so many exaggerated adjectives, so the treatment plan probably couldn't be applied in reality.

Words of Power are just too overpowered.

On the other side, after leaving the house, Lu Mingfei took large bags of snacks to find Erii, intending to take her out to experience the prosperity of the capital and enjoy the old Beijing cuisine.

However, after knocking on the door, they found an uninvited guest inside.

"Why are you here?"

Lu Mingfei placed the snacks on the table, which was already piled with snacks, and looked at the other red-haired girl in the room.

"Why can't I be here?" Nono sat on a sofa with Erii, holding a game controller, engrossed in the game without looking up.

"They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. You and Caesar have been apart for so long, don't you want to spend more time with him?" Lu Mingfei tore open a bag of potato chips, sat on the armrest next to Erii, picked up a chip and put it in her mouth.

"Aww!" Erii opened her mouth and bit down, chewing with a "crunch crunch" sound, her expression unexpectedly relaxed.

She was a shy person, and it was difficult for strangers to approach her. However, Nono had too many similarities with her, and they were also related by blood. Nono was willing to treat her to snacks and play games with her, so it was naturally easier for her to gain favor with Nono than with others.

"Is half a month apart a long time?" Nono tried to take advantage of Erii's distraction while she was being fed to unleash a combo that would kill her while she was stunned. However, she was at best a game enthusiast with good hand speed, and she was no match for Erii, a professional fighting game player.

It's no exaggeration to say that Erii could turn the tide and kill someone even with only half her health remaining.

If you really haven't fought him, do you understand the prestige of sitting next to Tongtian Dai?
Before, if I couldn't beat someone, I could call for my brother. Now, if I can't beat someone, I can call for Lu Mingfei. My brother no longer has to worry about me losing games!

“KO”

With a resounding announcement, Nono was defeated by Erii, and Lu Mingfei scoffed, "So weak."

After all, even with cheats, he couldn't beat himself; his true skill level was indeed worrying. Nono pretended not to hear and called on Erii to fight another three hundred rounds, determined to be a shining third wheel.

However, with Lu Mingfei around, Erii rarely plays games with others, and now that they're in a new place, Lu Mingfei will definitely take her out to play.

You can play the game anytime, but you can only stay in a new city for a very short time.

After arriving in China, Erii followed Lu Mingfei around, not having had a chance to properly stay and experience any place, so naturally she wanted to seize every opportunity to travel.

So she decisively rejected Nuonuo, using the standard phrase Lu Mingfei had taught her: "Next time, for sure!"

After saying that, she happily slung her small bag over her shoulder, picked out a few bags of her favorite snacks, and took Lu Mingfei's hand as they prepared to go out.

"What, are you planning to stay here and not leave?" Lu Mingfei walked to the door and turned back to look at Nuonuo, who was still sitting on the sofa as if she had taken root to the ground.

“No, I was thinking about where I should take you as the host.” Nono naturally got up and followed Erii, telling her about the fun places in the capital.

Erii only understood a little, but her eyes grew brighter and brighter as she listened, eager to set off, only to be dampened by Lu Mingfei's cold water:
"Are you out of your mind to take Erii to climb the Great Wall? It's almost nightfall, are you planning to camp overnight at Badaling?"

"It didn't say we'd go now!" Nono pouted, then turned to Erii and introduced her to the local delicacies.

He called out as he went out, and everyone else prepared to go for a stroll. Even Caesar, who had been neglected in the presidential suite upstairs, came along.

Everyone else had something on their mind, but Erii was the only one with a pure heart, simply out eating, drinking, and having fun.

They found a restaurant, and Lao Tang originally planned to ask if they had douzhi (fermented mung bean juice), but remembering what Lu Mingfei had said before, he gave up and decided to try it tomorrow, hoping to persuade Fingel and Caesar to try this old Beijing specialty and decide whether to drink it based on their reactions.

Xia Mi was not present, and Caesar wondered why she wasn't there. Chu Zihang made an excuse that she had gone home because of some family matters.

After finishing their meal, the group dispersed in twos and threes, strolling around Oriental Plaza and Chang'an Avenue.

There's no way around it; a group of handsome men and beautiful women together is just too eye-catching, and they're bound to be surrounded by onlookers wherever they go.

Chu Zihang wasn't in the mood to go shopping, and there was no point in staying in the hotel alone, so he randomly found a coffee shop and sat on a wicker chair outside, passing the time while enjoying the evening breeze.

The lone, aloof, handsome young man instantly attracted the attention of many teenage girls. Unable to resist the urge to strike up a conversation in the sweltering summer heat, they then experienced what it meant to be utterly disappointed.

Chu Zihang felt a little strange after being repeatedly refused requests to exchange contact information. He never encountered such a dense stream of people trying to strike up conversations when he went out before, so why couldn't he refuse them all today?

Is it because the "love brain virus" at Shilan High School is spreading too fast?

Shaking the iced Americano in my hand, the slight clinking of the ice cubes evoked memories like ripples on a disturbed pond.

Many fragments suddenly flashed through his mind. He saw two shadows sitting side by side in front of the library's floor-to-ceiling window, sunlight shining through the blinds and casting zebra-striped patterns on them.
In front of the convenience store freezer, the girl leaned slightly forward, searching for her favorite ice cream flavor, her long hair falling in strands from her shoulders;

There were also people sitting opposite each other outside a dessert shop, their sly smiles reflected in the glass window as she secretly ate his tiramisu, cream smearing the corners of her mouth, creating a beautiful curve.

No matter how the scene changed, without exception, he was always accompanied by a beautiful girl.

Sometimes she wears a bohemian-style long dress with her hair down; sometimes she wears a timeless white shirt and light blue jeans with her hair tied in a high ponytail; and sometimes she wears a simple white floral dress with her hair tied in a side ponytail over her shoulder.

The girl's face was still not very clear, as if veiled by a layer of mist, but her upturned lips and curved eyebrows were clearly visible, indicating that she was in a good mood.

In the background, other men and women flash by with envy and jealousy.

Although they are mostly separated by two fists in these images, their interactions are more heart-pounding than any intimate contact.

So, his and her memories weren't just about the movie theater, the aquarium, and the basketball court; there were many other undiscovered moments between them?
"How cunning."

It hid away my entire youth.

The evening breeze brushed past my ears, carrying the unique hustle and bustle and warmth of the city.

Chu Zihang's eyes were vacant as he chased after those beautiful memories that had suddenly resurfaced for some unknown reason. Just as he was guessing the reason, he noticed that the hazy face of the girl had suddenly shed its veil, revealing her exquisite and flawless features.

Sure enough, it was the face I had expected.

However, that face seemed to become clearer and closer, as if it had stepped out of memory and into reality.

Around the coffee shop, the girls who were admiring the handsome, aloof guy noticed that yet another person was trying to chat him up, and they were all prepared to laugh at him.

Although she has an adorable face that makes you want to pet it, her figure is too thin, and her clothing style is dull, making her look lifeless.

Some busybodies even made bets to see how many seconds this pretty girl could last.

However, to everyone's surprise, after the appearance of that beautiful, fairy-like girl, the icy, handsome young man who had remained unchanged suddenly changed. His slightly furrowed brows relaxed, and his expressionless face seemed to thaw like an iceberg thawing, bringing spring back to all things.

"How did you come?"

When that figure emerged from the depths of his memory and walked into the dimly lit place, Chu Zihang almost wondered if the neon lights of the night were dazzling his eyes.

Wasn't it said that her brother was terminally ill?
"I was in a bad mood, so I came out for a walk."

Xia Mi wore a black T-shirt with a cartoon print, the hem casually tucked into her denim shorts, and her canvas shoes made almost no sound as she walked on the ground.

Like a black cat slipping into the human world, she deftly passed through the net of gazes woven by the onlookers, dragged over a chair and sat down next to Chu Zihang, then casually leaned her head on his shoulder.

The girl's delicate fragrance wafted over, her black hair falling onto Chu Zihang's arm, as if landing on his heart, spreading out like ink droplets.

A slight electric current surged through Chu Zihang's spine, and he almost couldn't maintain his perpetually expressionless face.

However, Xia Mi only leaned against him for a moment before straightening up, wrinkling her nose as she looked at him: "The roast duck you just ate?"

The moment I left, the lingering warmth on my shoulder was quickly swept away by the night wind, leaving behind an indescribable emptiness.

But Chu Zihang solved the problem instantly: "Have you eaten?"

"No." Xia Mi completely dropped her pretense of deception, appearing exactly as Chu Zihang remembered her, with a hint of imperiousness:

"Take me out for a delicious meal, I want to turn my sadness into appetite!"

"Okay." Chu Zihang didn't bother to ask her what she wanted to eat. The images that had just flashed through his mind were memories of dining together in the past.

As she stood up, Xia Mi's hand naturally grabbed his arm, and then her slender body used the momentum to stand up.

Feeling the slightly cool touch on his wrist, Chu Zihang felt inexplicably heavy-hearted. It seemed that Xia Mi's brother was indeed very ill, making her no longer take the game of hiding things from him seriously.

The night wind, carrying the chirping of cicadas, swept across Chang'an Avenue. The onlookers watched with bated breath as the lone, aloof, handsome young man and the suddenly appearing, enchanting young woman disappeared into the night. Only then did they realize that he was not locked away by cement, but was already taken.

Watching them walk away, no one could feel any jealousy; they simply felt that this was the most beautiful aspect of youth.

"Crack!"

The shutter clicked, and Fingel, who was wandering around taking street photos to earn tips, finally took a picture of the two walking side by side, feeling deeply moved.

The most difficult boy to pursue at Kassel College has fallen for her so quickly; childhood sweetheart plus unexpected love is truly invincible.

Looking back at the series of photos of Xia Mi walking from the crowd to Chu Zihang and leaving side by side, he couldn't help but smile.

My meal allowance for the rest of my life is set!

Just as I was about to go and film again to see if I could leave behind some valuable historical material, my wingman's phone suddenly started vibrating incessantly.

"Who is it that's calling me at this hour?"

Upon closer inspection, he discovered it was the first spy in a spy within a spy within a spy within a spy, Henri, the leader of the North American mixed-race group.

Why would I contact him now that we haven't been in touch for so long?
"Hey, old man, what's up?" Fingel hadn't even finished his newly learned greeting when Henkel delivered some bad news—

The Laurent family and other syndicates announced that they would join forces with Westminster Bank to attack the Solomon Temple, and other board members of Kassel College took the opportunity to prepare to impeach Angers.

(End of this chapter)