Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 477 Betraying the Master

Chapter 477 Betraying the Master
At the banquet, Lu Dingkui, his face flushed, went from table to table toasting, talking incessantly.

By the time all the guests had left, it was already night.

"call……"

Lu Yifei let out a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"It's finally over."

"Ugh!"

Lu Dingkui's expression was complicated:
"I grew up in Taiyuan, got married, had children, taught martial arts to support my family, and all my relatives and friends are here..."

"Many people may never see each other again in this lifetime after this departure."

Compared to the hopes of young people for new places, he cherishes his current life more.

The decision to travel such a long distance to the capital city would take anywhere from a year to several months, and this decision was made after careful consideration.

How difficult it is to come back.

"father."

Lu Yifei said:
“My mother, Xiao’e, and I are on the road, and my sister is waiting for us in Shenjing. Only when we get there will our family be truly reunited.”

"and……"

"Wasn't your childhood dream to go to the capital and broaden your horizons?"

"Yes." Lu Dingkui nodded slowly.

"The capital city is vast and rich in resources, and has a wealth of talented people, far surpassing a small place like Taiyuan Prefecture."

"I just felt something in my heart."

He wasn't in a hurry to go to the capital, and the adventurous spirit of his youth was long gone.

But my son is still young.

If you want Lu Yifei to achieve something and not end up like yourself, the only way is to leave here and venture into the capital.

Therefore, this departure is primarily for the sake of his son.

"master."

Zhang Luo walked in:

"You drank too much today, and you have a long journey ahead tomorrow. Have some hangover tea to soothe your throat."

"Hmm." Lu Dingkui straightened his clothes, took the tea and drank it down in one gulp, then opened the drawer next to him.

“Zhang Luo, you have been my disciple since you were eight years old. Over the years, we have been master and disciple in name, but in reality, we are father and son.”

"I originally planned to sell my family property here to fund my journey to the capital."

"After thinking about it..."

He took several land deeds from the drawer and placed them in Zhang Luo's hand:

"The Lu Family Boxing School will be in your hands from now on."

"Master!" Zhang Luo's eyes reddened, and he hurriedly knelt down:
"Thank you... Master."

"Sigh!" Lu Dingkui waved his hand:

"We are master and disciple, why be so polite?"

"Master." Zhang Luo sniffed.

"You're leaving first thing tomorrow morning?"

"Yes." Lu Dingkui nodded.

"Although I have been kind to people over the years, I am not without enemies. Just in case, I will leave before dawn tomorrow. I have already booked a boat ticket with the Sanhe Gang and will travel north by water."

"I don't know when we will meet again after this parting. I will send you a letter once I have settled things in Shenjing."

"Mmm." Zhang Luoyin's voice choked with emotion:
"I will never forget Master's kindness in teaching me over the years, but it is a pity that I cannot be by your side."

"Good boy." Lu Dingkui, being a sentimental person, couldn't help but be moved upon hearing this, and bent down to help him up.
"Get up quickly, I..."

"Ok?"

His expression changed:
"what happened?"

But he suddenly discovered that the flow of qi and blood in his body was blocked and not flowing smoothly.

Even breathing became somewhat difficult.

poison!
"master."

Zhang Luo slowly stood up, his expression turning cold:
"I am very grateful for your guidance over the years, and I am so grateful that I really don't want you to leave."

“You…” Lu Dingkui’s expression changed drastically:

"You did it?"

"That cup of tea from earlier?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Nothing." Zhang Luo scoffed.
"For so many years, I've been busy by your side, taking care of you even more than your own son. Shouldn't you pass on the real legacy to me, Master?"

"What do you mean?" Lu Dingkui's eyes flickered.

"I have already given you the secret manual of the Dragon Elephant Strength."

"No!" Zhang Luo shook his head, leaning forward to get closer:

"You know very well what I want: the true inheritance of the Lu family, the Giant Spirit Divine Skill that points directly to the third rank!"

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Lu Dingkui roared.

"fundamental……"

“I wasn’t unconscious that day,” Zhang Luo interrupted his roar, speaking coldly.
"Master, don't waste your time. No one will come to save you. I'm not the only one making a move tonight." *Bang!*

While talking.

The door was kicked open, and two burly men threw the injured Lu Yifei and a girl on the ground.

One of them spoke up:
"Brother Zhang, what a cruel heart you have! You don't even spare your master and junior brother who are about to leave."

"I like!"

"Ten thousand taels of silver after it's done." Zhang Luo said coldly, finding a rope and throwing it out.
"Tie him up first. This old guy is very stubborn and won't be easy to get anything out of him."

"clear."

The two men clearly did this often, quickly tying up and separating the Lu father and son.

"Boom!"

Sudden.

There was a series of urgent knocks on the front door.

"Ok?"

Zhang Luo was taken aback:
"At this point, who else would come?"

He frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and when he heard the knocking getting more and more urgent, as if the person wouldn't leave until he opened the door, he immediately gave the two of them some instructions, tidied his clothes, and went out.

…………

"Brother Zhang."

Zhu Ju, dressed in fine clothes, stood with his back to the entrance of the boxing gym, cupping his hands in a respectful greeting to Zhang Luo as he opened the door.

"Something came up today, so I'm late."

"I shouldn't be bothering you at this time, but Master Lu is leaving tomorrow, and I thought that if I didn't see you today, I might never have the chance again, so I came to bother you."

"It's Young Master Zhu!" Zhang Luo was taken aback for a moment, then said apologetically:
"I'm really sorry, but my master has already left tonight. After all, one can't be too careful, and it would be troublesome if someone targeted him on the road tomorrow."

"Ah!" Zhu Ju looked disappointed.
"It is so."

"Ugh!"

He sighed softly and shook his head helplessly:

"It was Zhu who made the mistake, it was really wrong of me. In that case... I'm sorry to have bothered you."

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Luo laughed:

"Young Master Zhu, please take care."

Watching the Zhu family carriage disappear into the distance, the smile on his face vanished abruptly, and he snorted softly as he closed the gate.

Return to the room.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

"Master, are you trying to sow discord?" Zhang Luo smiled and shook his head.

"It's no use. Both of them are born with blocked meridians. Even if a celestial-grade cultivation technique is placed in front of them, it will be useless."

"As for me……"

He grinned:
"After his master left, Zhang was left alone and had no choice but to sell his property, hand over the martial arts school to a suitable person, and go far away from home."

"Zhang Luo!" Lu Dingkui roared, veins bulging on his forehead.

"You...you bastard!"

"Heh..." Zhang Luo's expression remained unchanged as he slowly said:
“Master, you don’t want to see your junior brother suffer, do you? Hand over the cultivation technique honestly.”

"Pooh!"

A mouthful of saliva came flying at my face.

Zhang Luo was caught off guard and got a little bit of the substance on him; his face immediately turned gloomy.

"court death!"

"Peng!"

He threw a punch, which landed squarely on Lu Dingkui's abdomen. The fierce force of the punch sent Lu flying several meters backward.

"go with!"

"Break Lu Yifei's leg!"

"Wait a moment."

Zhang Luo's eyes flickered, his gaze falling on the woman beside him, and his expression gradually changed.

"Zhang Luo!"

Lu Yifei's expression changed drastically upon seeing this: