Under One Person: Please Call Me Golden Flash

Chapter 216 The So-Called "Acceptance of Fate"

"No, that's not true. Although I don't remember you, I remember this incident very clearly. After all, I was severely punished by Brother Zhao at Siming Mountain, and in a fit of anger, I decided to cause a scene at your wedding banquet."

Li Muxuan shook his head, then turned to look at Zhao Zhen behind him.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you expect me to take the blame for you?"

Zhao Zhen rolled her eyes, looking annoyed.

Given how obnoxious you were back then, Li Muxuan, shouldn't I have given you a beating?
“This has nothing to do with Chairman Zhao. I’m only here to settle accounts with you.”

Old Liu gritted his teeth. His wedding was disrupted in front of everyone on the day of the banquet, which made him lose face in front of all the guests present!

For a long time afterward, Lao Liu searched everywhere for Li Muxuan's whereabouts, hoping to avenge the grudge from that year.

More than ten years have passed, and Lao Liu is no longer the hot-tempered young man he once was. Now he is a father, and naturally, he is not as resentful about this matter as he used to be.

"Li Muxuan, you ruined my wedding back then, and by all accounts, I should have given you a good beating! But..."

As he spoke, Old Liu glanced at Zhao Zhen and the members of the San Yi Sect standing to the side.

"You're lucky. You have Chairman Zhao from the All-Knowing Sect and your fellow members from the Trinity Sect protecting you. For their sake, if you're willing to lick my shoes today, all our past grievances will be wiped clean!"

Upon hearing this, a hint of anger appeared in Li Muxuan's eyes.

Make him lick other people's shoes?
If this sentence had been said at any other time, Li Muxuan would have made the other person lick his shoes without hesitation!
But the purpose of today's gathering is to sever the karmic ties of the past. If you can't even bear this little insult, what right do you have to talk about settling past grievances?

Thinking of this, to everyone's astonishment, Li Muxuan actually slowly bent down and moved his tongue toward Old Liu's shoes.

Just as Li Muxuan was about to touch Lao Liu's shoes, Lao Liu suddenly raised his leg and kicked Li Muxuan away.

"Forget it! I'm actually afraid you'll bite me, you bastard!"

Old Liu patted his trouser leg and then continued, "Li Muxuan, from now on, we're even."

Blood trickled from the corner of Li Muxuan's mouth. He was kicked back several feet by Lao Liu, but there was no anger on his face. Instead, he showed a hint of relief.

He struggled to sit up and solemnly bowed in the direction of Old Liu.

"Thank you for your help, Brother Liu."

"Humph!"

Old Liu snorted, looking at Li Muxuan's meek and submissive demeanor, completely unlike his former arrogance, and then at the Sanyi Sect disciples standing solemnly at the edge of the square and the calm yet imposing Zhao Zhen, he finally waved his hand in dissatisfaction, turned around and squeezed back into the crowd.

He was not a mean-spirited person; what he did just now was more of a final venting of years of pent-up resentment and an explanation for the biggest knot in his heart all these years.

Now, Li Muxuan showed no resistance to the humiliating request of licking shoes, and even admitted his mistake and accepted punishment in front of everyone. This sense of responsibility dissipated a lot of the resentment in Lao Liu's heart.

Before leaving, Old Liu whispered, "Take care of yourself."

This little incident was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating unexpected ripples.

The silent crowd began to stir. Some people who had old grudges against Li Muxuan, but not blood feuds, saw that Zhao Zhen and the Sanyi Sect remained unmoved by this demand and stepped forward one after another.

"Li Muxuan, back then when you were a disciple of my Yanwu Hall, you criticized my kung fu as mere fancy moves. Do you acknowledge that?"

"You deliberately stole our sect's sacred artifact back then, do you admit to that?"

……

Then, several more people stepped forward. Some demanded an apology from Li Muxuan, some gave him a symbolic shove to vent their anger, and others simply gave him a cold look and said, "Remember this lesson."

Li Muxuan accepted all of this without complaint, and his sincerity even made some people who were looking for trouble feel bored.

This "collection of karmic connections," which should have been cruel and bloody, gradually revealed a strange "gentle" atmosphere, which was completely different from the tragic scene of Master Jin Guang's blood being spilled on Siming Mountain back then.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Although Li Muxuan joined the Quanxing Sect, he never did anything too outrageous.

Unlike his own father, whose hands were stained with the blood of others in his younger days.

If Li Muxuan had killed even one person over the years, this time the process of gathering favors would not have been so simple.

Zhao Zhen remained silent as he observed everything, without letting his guard down.

He knew very well that this "peace" was actually built on the prestige of the Sanyi Sect and Nadutong, as well as the oppressive feeling of his personal presence.

Otherwise, no matter how sincerely Li Muxuan admitted his mistake, the entire process of accepting the offerings would not have been so smooth.

Gradually, the first day passed by.

In the following days, the number of people who came to Li Muxuan to "collect karma" decreased day by day. By the fifth and sixth days, not a single person had taken another step forward.

Thus, the time came to the last day of the collection of offerings, which was the seventh day.

"He really managed to survive until the seventh day without anything happening?"

"Could it be that this brat is really going to break history and become the first person to leave Quanxing alive since its founding?"

"Most people have already left. I doubt anyone will go up there today..."

"That's right. Originally, this last day was tacitly reserved for the Sanyi Sect. As long as the Sanyi Sect doesn't want to kill him, Li Muxuan will truly withdraw from Quanxing when the gong is rung."

"Tsk, it's the last day already. Does that mean Wugensheng really isn't planning on showing up?"

"I told you long ago, trying to stake out Wugensheng here is basically just wishful thinking. He's not stupid."

Besides, even if Wugensheng appeared in this situation, so what? Did you really want to attack Wugensheng in front of the Sanyi Sect and Zhao Zhen?

"I'm not that stupid. I just want to understand why Wugensheng would betray us. We, the entire Quanxing sect, have already acknowledged him as our leader!"

"Yeah, who knows..."

……

Lu Jin stood at the front of the San Yi Sect disciples' line, listening to the discussions around him with a complex expression.

Knowing all about Li Muxuan's misdeeds, he was one of the people who hated Li Muxuan the most.

But at this moment, Li Muxuan's humble repentance, Zuo Ruotong's "cautious" teachings before his death, and Zhao Zhen's words "Those who cultivate the Tao do not believe in the afterlife" kept intertwining in Lu Jin's mind.

His clenched fist slowly loosened, eventually turning into a barely audible sigh.

Zhao Zhen is right. When it comes to accepting connections, it's not just about accepting Li Muxuan's "connections," but also about accepting Lu Jin's and the Sanyi Sect's "connections."

Some grudges really should be let go...

(End of this chapter)