Under One Person: Dressed as Lü Liang, with vests all over

Chapter 176 Make the Three Demon Sect Great Again!

Tu Junfang walked in slowly, his hands in his pockets.

His gaze swept over the three people in the room, finally landing on Lü Liang, who was now wearing a "double identity".

"Acting Sect Leader, Old Yuan said you wanted to see me?"

"Yes," Lü Liang replied with a smile, while also glancing up to observe Tu Junfang.

Although Tu Junfang also went to Longhu Mountain during the Luotian Grand Ceremony, he arrived later and left earlier, so Lü Liang did not meet him at that time.

This was the first time Lü Liang had ever seen Tu Junfang in person.

Tu Junfang's cheekbones protruded slightly, his eye sockets were sunken, and his eyes had dark circles. He looked inexplicably lifeless.

"Acting Sect Leader." Tu Junfang looked at Lü Liang with great interest.

"I don't know why Lao Yuantao and Lao Xia speak so highly of you."

"But if you want me to do it, you'll have to offer a sufficiently attractive reward."

As he spoke, he glanced at Domain Poison beside him and added:
"Forget about pills and the like, I don't need them."

Wang also noticed that upon hearing Tu Junfang's words, Lü Liang did not show any displeasure. On the contrary, his tone was calm, as if he had long been certain that Tu Junfang would agree.

"An attractive reward? How about a disciple suitable for learning the Three Demonic School's techniques?"

"Or to put it another way, is the hope of reviving the Three Demonic Sects appealing?"

Upon hearing this, Tu Junfang's pupils contracted, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

However, his expression quickly turned strange, and he looked Lü Liang up and down, saying mockingly:
"Acting sect leader, you're not talking about yourself, are you?"

"Of course not." Lü Liang smiled and shrugged. "Of course, I'm still interested in the method of controlling the three corpses, but joining the Three Demons Sect is out of the question."

"That's a bit of a shame."

Tu Junfang sighed softly, his gaze still fixed on Lü Liang, and a genuine sense of regret appeared in his eyes, as if he truly felt he had missed out on a talented person.

Noticing Tu Junfang's gaze, a barely perceptible smile appeared on Lü Liang's lips.

It seems that Tu Junfang thinks he is very suitable to learn how to control the three corpses.

This is a good thing. Perhaps he can find a way to get Tu Junfang to teach him this trick in the future.

……

After a moment's thought, Lü Liang quickly gathered his thoughts and returned to the previous topic:

"The person I'm talking about is in the Tang Clan."

"Tang Clan?" Tu Junfang raised his thick, dark eyebrows. "If I'm not mistaken, the target this time is Tang Clan."

A slightly sarcastic smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"The Tang Clan is not to be trifled with. As members of the Quanxing Sect, it's best if we don't take action against them."

"But if we directly snatch their disciples, we might be crossing their bottom line."

“You don’t need to worry about that,” Lü Liang said. “After this incident, I can guarantee that the Tang Clan will not cause you any trouble because of this.”

"Of course, it is up to you to persuade the other party to be willing to learn the Three Demons Sect's techniques."

Upon hearing Lü Liang's promise, Tu Junfang's eyes flickered slightly, clearly indicating that he was already somewhat tempted.

He looked up and asked again, "Is the person you're talking about really a good candidate to learn the Three Demon Sect's techniques?"

Lü Liang nodded. "His talent is probably even better than yours. You'll see when you meet him."

"Okay, if what you're saying is true... then, deal!"

Tu Junfang finally pulled his hand out of his pocket and reached it out to Lü Liang.

……

After half an hour.

The old campus of Tangmen, first floor of the administrative office building.

Zhang Chulan and his two companions followed Liu Feixiong along the corridor.

"Am I the only one who saw the old sect leader?" Zhang Chulan asked as he walked.

"Yes, didn't you ask about your grandfather?"

Liu Feixiong turned and glanced at Zhang Chulan, his eyes filled with hostility as he said, "What, are you planning to cause trouble?"

"That's not possible."

Zhang Chulan raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, revealing a harmless smile.

"The Tang Clan elders and seniors are all here. What waves can a few newbies like us make?"

"It's good to know."

Liu Feixiong stopped, pointed to the classroom on his right, and gestured to Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao:
"You two wait here."

Then, he said to Zhang Chulan:
“Zhang Chulan, walk down this corridor to the end, the last room is the reception room.”

Zhang Chulan nodded and waved his phone at Feng Baobao and Zhang Lingyu.

"Sister Bao'er, Junior Uncle, please keep an eye on your phones. I'll contact you anytime..."

Feng Baobao gave an "OK" sign with a shrewd look on her face, while Zhang Lingyu nodded worriedly.

Under Liu Feixiong's watchful gaze, Zhang Chulan walked alone to the end of the corridor.

As he took a step, Zhang Chulan casually put his phone back into his pocket.

At the bottom of his trouser pocket lay a communication ring.

As he put his phone back into his pocket, Zhang Chulan channeled a wisp of Qi into the communication ring at the bottom of his pocket. A faint red light flashed on the ring.

The call was connected, then immediately disconnected.

This is a signal that the operation is about to begin.

As he finished this action, Zhang Chulan stopped right in front of the living room door. He gently withdrew his hand and began to knock.

……

"Knock knock!"

Zhang Chulan knocked twice, and the door to the reception room opened from the inside.

Zhang Chulan noticed that the person who opened the door for him was a rugged-looking middle-aged man who had been standing next to Tang Miaoxing earlier, and his name seemed to be Tang Ming.

Tang Ming stepped aside to let Zhang Chulan in, and then closed the door.

Zhang Chulan stepped into the reception room, his footsteps and gaze moving simultaneously as he silently observed.

Rather than calling this a reception room, it's more accurate to describe it as an empty, old classroom.

There were no desks in the classroom, only a few wooden chairs with backs scattered around.

The podium below the blackboard has also been removed, and three chairs have been placed in the place where the podium used to be.

Sitting in the chair in the very center is Tang Miaoxing, the head of the Tang Clan.

"This gentleman on the left is Elder Tang Qiushan, and this gentleman on the right is Elder Zhang Wang. These two are the sect leader's fellow disciples," Tang Ming introduced from the side.

Zhang Chulan nodded, waved enthusiastically, and greeted the three people sitting in front of him.

"Master Tang, Elder Zhang Wang, Elder Qiu Shan, hello! I am Zhang Chulan."

Upon hearing Zhang Chulan's greeting, Tang Qiushan responded with a smile, "So you're Zhang Chulan."

Tang Miaoxing simply nodded slightly in response, while Zhang Wang, with a stern face, gave a cold snort.

Zhang Chulan didn't seem to care at all and continued to smile.

“Zhang Chulan, ask whatever you want to ask,” Tang Miaoxing said.

"okay."

Zhang Chulan responded cheerfully, and then said:

“I saw from the company’s records that my grandfather seemed to have visited the Tang Clan before he passed away. I would like to know exactly what happened at that time.” “Master Tang, and the two elders, this matter is really important to me. I hope you can tell me something.”

"There's no harm in telling you, because even now, we're completely clueless ourselves."

Tang Miaoxing spoke first.

"The matter is very simple. Your grandfather broke into the Tang Clan at night and was discovered by Senior Brother Yang Lie. Senior Brother told us to guard the Tang Clan and then he chased after him..."

"Did my grandfather take action back then?" Zhang Chulan pressed.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wang snorted coldly again.

"Hmph! Your grandfather is incredibly arrogant, actually trying to break through the Tang Clan's trap formation alone."

"However, upon seeing Senior Brother Yang Lie emerge, he left without looking back, which suggests he was quite wary of him."

"And then?" Zhang Chulan asked with concern.

"Then, my senior brother did not return that night. After some time, news came that my senior brother and some other famous monks had perished together with your grandfather in the mountains."

Tang Miaoxing shook her head slightly, "We don't know the other specific details either."

Upon hearing this answer, Zhang Chulan's brows furrowed slightly involuntarily; it was as if he had said nothing at all.

He changed the subject and pressed on, "Then why did my grandfather break into the Tang Clan at night?"

"How would I know?" Tang Miaoxing replied without changing his expression. "With the deaths of Zhang Huaiyi and my senior brother, this answer may never be given to you again."

So what are your guesses about this?

Zhang Chulan didn't give up and continued to ask:

"My grandfather wouldn't have barged into the Tang Clan for no reason. The Tang Clan must have had some suspicions about this over the years..."

Upon hearing this question, Tang Qiushan's expression changed slightly. His lips moved slightly, but he ultimately remained silent.

"Zhang Chulan, you've asked what you needed to ask. You can leave now!"

Zhang Wang spoke coldly, his tone clearly indicating his intention to drive the customer away.

"Wait, there's something else I need to do."

"Is there anything else? What is it?" Zhang Wang looked at Zhang Chulan with a wary expression.

"Actually..."

Zhang Chulan raised his hand and scratched his head lightly, then casually uttered a piece of news that almost made Zhang Wang lose his composure.

"This time, it's not just me; people from the Quanxing sect have also come to the Tang Sect."

"What did you say? The Quanxing people are here too?"

Zhang Wang leaned forward, his brows furrowed, and asked in an excited tone.

He immediately thought of the rumors that had been circulating outside these past few days.

His gaze was fixed on Zhang Chulan as he asked:

"Did Zhang Lingyu tell you this news?"

Zhang Chulan shook his head upon hearing this, "This matter has nothing to do with my junior uncle, but I do have evidence that the Quanxing Society came."

Upon hearing this, Tang Miaoxing and the other two immediately fixed their gazes on Zhang Chulan. "What evidence?"

Zhang Chulan slowly said:
"Although I came to Tangmen this time because of the company's information, the reason I paid attention to that information was actually because someone from Quanxing reminded me of it."

“The person who contacted me is named Mei Jinfeng. It is said that she was very close to Wugensheng back then.”

“I’ve always wanted to know about my grandfather’s past. I accidentally crossed paths with her, and a few days ago, she gave me a hint about this direction for my investigation. That’s how I was able to follow the clues and visit the Tang Clan to ask questions.”

These words sounded reasonable, and Zhang Wang and the others' expressions grew increasingly grim.

Zhang Wangchao questioned Zhang Chulan:
"If all of this is true, why are you telling us this?"

Zhang Chulan said righteously and sternly, "Of course it's because I'm an enemy of Quanxing."

"Although Mei Jinfeng told me about my grandfather, I still remember the debt I owe them! They kidnapped me before and even dug up my grandfather's grave!"

"Besides, they didn't tell me about the Tang Clan with good intentions. They just wanted to use me as a pawn. I'm not that stupid."

At this point, Zhang Chulan took two steps forward.

“The Quanxing sect guided me to come to you; they must have their own plans.”

"After all, in the eyes of outsiders, my relationship with the Tang Clan is definitely not good. In fact, judging from my grandfather's situation, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that we are enemies."

"They encouraged me to come; they clearly wanted to see a conflict break out between our two sides."

"Hehe, but they certainly didn't expect that the Tang Clan Master would be so magnanimous and tell me the truth directly. Naturally, I will repay him with sincerity."

Zhang Chulan's face showed a timely increase in concern, and he said earnestly:
"Master Tang, you must take this matter seriously. The Quanxing people definitely have something they want from your Tang Clan."

"Especially Mei Jinfeng, and Xia Liuqing, who is very close to her, they keep talking about the sect leader and acting all mysterious."

"What they want may be more than just profit or causing trouble..."

Listening to Zhang Chulan's analysis, the expressions of everyone in the room became even more serious.

After a moment, Tang Miaoxing concealed the ambiguous light in her eyes, slowly looked at Zhang Chulan, and asked:

"Xiao Zhang, if what you said is true, what do you plan to do?"

Zhang Chulan gestured with his hand:

"I think, regardless of whether they come or not, or what they come for... their purpose in having me come first is to cause you trouble, the more trouble the better."

"In that case, let's create some chaos for them, and then we can catch them like turtles in a jar."

At this point, Zhang Chulan noticed that Tang Miaoxing's expression was somewhat subtle.

He blinked and asked, "Sect Leader Tang, what's wrong?"

"Hehe, I'm just saying," Tang Miaoxing said with a smile. "To be able to move so casually between Quanxing and our Tang Clan, you really are worthy of being Zhang Huaiyi's grandson."

Zhang Chulan shrugged and revealed a harmless smile, "Hehe, I'm just grateful to the Tang Sect for their good looks and for their sake."

Tang Miaoxing chuckled softly upon hearing this.

Then, he turned his gaze to Tang Ming and said:

"Then let the disciples get to work."

……

A quarter of an hour later.

Zhang Lingyu followed Zhang Chulan out with a puzzled look on his face, followed by a large group of menacing Tang Clan disciples.

"Zhang Chulan, what exactly happened?" he asked, puzzled.

"My negotiations with the Tang Sect have fallen apart," Zhang Chulan said without turning his head, his face filled with grief and indignation.

Zhang Lingyu was about to ask another question when Zhang Chulan interrupted her.

"Don't ask anymore, Junior Uncle, just run."

Zhang Lingyu mechanically followed along, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhang Chulan running for his life and Feng Baobao running so fast that her legs left afterimages. He was still a little out of it.

A dozen seconds later, he couldn't help but ask again:
"So, should we just run straight out of the Tang Sect?"

"Of course not." A glint of light flashed in Zhang Chulan's eyes. "The real show hasn't even started yet."

As he spoke, Zhang Chulan moved a little closer to Zhang Lingyu, lowered his voice, and said:

"Junior Uncle, do you still remember what Brother Lü told you before?"

Zhang Lingyu nodded in confusion.

"That's good." Zhang Chulan smiled. "Alright, I'll count to three, and then we'll start rushing up the back mountain together!"

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