This Damned Thirst for Survival

This is simply a difference in treatment.

Zhuo Zhongqiu bristled, not surprised at all, she knew it would be like this.

The moment Jiang Luo entered the hall, they smelled the strong smell of rice.

"Damn, you, you, you, you're here!"

The name-taking disciple said, "Senior Brother Jiang is here to see Sir."

Zhou Wudu gulped and Wang Santan got up immediately, wiped the rice from his mouth, and said politely, "Come with me, senior brother, I will take you to the master."

Jiang Luo said, "There is no need to call me senior, I am no longer a disciple of Tian Shifu."

Everyone in the room knew that Jiang Luo was not a man of low moral character, and that he was deliberately trying to distance himself from Tian Shifu by saying such a disgraceful thing.

Wang Santan's face became complex as he turned to go upstairs, "Come with me."

Jiang Luo walked to the bottom of the stairs, looked down at the familiar wooden staircase, and steadily ascended the stairs one step at a time.

As Zhuo Zhongqiu and Wen Renlian also tried to follow, Zhou Wudu tugged them both directly, "Sir will see Jiang Luo, but he will not see you."

Wen Renlian frowned and said, "Why?"

Zhou Wudu glared at them, "There's no such thing as why, so you two just wait down there anyway."

Wen Renlian and Zhuo Zhongqiu looked at each other, and Zhuo Zhongqiu asked, "Is the Old Heavenly Master in the palace? We, as juniors, should go and pay our respects to the Old Heavenly Master."

Upstairs.

Wang Santan knocked on the door and glanced back at Jiang Luo, "Sir, Master Jiang ...... Jiang Luo is here."

Jiang Luo waited for the door to open without looking away, poised and elegant.

Barely a few seconds later, the door in front of him is abruptly opened and a tall figure stands in the doorway, casting a shadow.

Feng Li stares intently at the man in front of him.

Jiang Luo is not wearing his sport-friendly combat suit, but a very formal one, as he is talking about a collaboration. He has turned 23 this year, shedding his youthfulness and moving from youth to maturity. With his suit tailored and his black hair falling casually over his shoulders, he has become a handsome and unassuming man.

The good-natured and honest demeanour that he once wore in front of Feng Li has long since become a thing of the past.

Feng Li's eyes darkened slightly, his gaze seemed to devour Jiang Luo, but eventually he calmed down and asked, as cold as a pool of ice, "What are you doing here in Tian Shifu?"

Jiang Luo smiled without changing his expression, "Won't the Heavenly Master invite me in?"

Feng Li turned around and said, "Come in."

As soon as Jiang Luo walked in, Wang Santan closed the door for them. Jiang Luo walks calmly to the front of the desk and sits down, Feng Li sits down too, and the two are silent for a while before Wang Santan brings up two cups of tea.

The aroma of tea curled up and eased the stagnant atmosphere nicely. Jiang Luo maintains a smile that is not too far away and asks with an attitude that cannot be faulted, "Mr Feng, you should know the purpose of my visit to Tian Shifu."

Feng Li picked up his tea, took a sip and asked instead of answering, "How are you doing at the Research Bureau?"

Jiang Luo said politely, "Thanks to you, everything is fine."

Feng Li lowered his eyes, looked at the tea leaves swirling in his cup, and asked, "How did the Fatalist die?"

It is no secret that the Fatal Man died at Jokhang Temple.

But no one on the outside knows who killed the Fatalist or how he died.

Feng Li did not know either.

After Ji Yaozi had told him about the strange aspects of the predestined man, his consciousness blurred and when he was awake again, Feng Li was still in his study, as if he had just fallen asleep without realising it.

But Ji Yaozi disappeared and the time somehow turned into night, his soles covered with sludge from the mountains and fields, and by the time the next day came around, word spread that the predestined man was dead.

Feng Li's first reaction was that he was being controlled by Chi You.

Chi You's hand at puppet soul refinement is unpredictable and the only person in the world who can control him is Chi You.

Feng Li has spent a whole week probing into his own problems, while looking into Ji Yaozi and the Fatal Man, but until now, he hasn't found out much.

Jiang Luo laughed, "You are asking the wrong person this question, you don't even know, how would I know?"

Feng Li raised his eyes to him, his expression light but powerful, "The Scientific Research Bureau wants to do business with Tian Shifu, it should show some attitude."

"Cooperation is a matter of mutual consent, don't you think so?" Jiang Luo's attitude was hard, "You are forcing me to say things I don't know, but I can't say anything. Mr Feng, if you don't want to cooperate with the Research Bureau, then forget it."

He finished and rose without delay, ready to say goodbye. Feng Li turned the jade trigger finger on his thumb, his eyes slightly averted, " Jiang Luo, I can't see through you now, but you are no longer human."

Jiang Luo kept his smile and turned to take a step outside, but the next moment he suddenly stopped and looked down at his feet. A formation sprang up beneath his feet, a Jin Guang formation, and the moment he stepped on it, it became powerful.

He instantly recognised that it was a corpse-catching formation, a formation that specialised in catching evil spirits.

Jiang Luo's expression cooled as he looked back at Feng Li, "What does Mr Feng mean by this?"

Feng Li looked at the formation, but said, "You really are not human anymore."

Said the Heavenly Master with a sneer, "What, Chi You didn't protect you so well that you too have become like a ghost and not a ghost?"

He raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Luo's chin, the look on his face was dark and gloomy for a moment, the sharp aggression hidden in the darkness all attacked Jiang Luo, "You followed him and left Tian Shifu, and you haven't gotten much better. "

Jiang Luo said, "Is that so?"

At Feng Li's narrowed eyes, Jiang Luo withdrew his foot from the formation. The formation, which could prevent countless evil spirits from breaking free, was as simple as a toy for a three-year-old child in Jiang Luo's eyes.

The sound of breaking bones rang out and Feng Li's forehead broke into a cold sweat for a moment, but he quickly calmed down and squared his bones, "You ......"

"Mr Feng doesn't seem to want to talk to me properly," Jiang Luo said, "and you are quite bold to take on a public official. Boldness is not a bad thing, but you have to use the right method and the right person."

Feng Li had been in the feng shui world for thirty years and this was the first time anyone had spoken to him in this way.

This person was also a former disciple of his.

It is the first time that Feng Li feels that Jiang Luo has turned into an eagle and is completely out of his grasp. Not only was he no longer feared, but his sharp talons and beak could cause him untold damage.

The boy was so obedient before only because he did not have the strength to resist, so he had to pretend to be obedient. But when he has power, no one can be a cage to trap him.

Feng Li was surprised by the intensity of his jealousy towards Chi You for a moment.

Jiang Luo continued, "This time you have gone too far, and I cannot pretend that I did not see it. But you are my former master and my current master's brother, and I will not do anything too much to you. But Master Tian, did you know that there is a basement below the Tian Shifu confinement?"

Feng Li snapped back to attention and stared at him with a deadly stare. The dark-haired youth smiled gently, as if he had asked the question casually, without a hint of targeting.

Does Jiang Luo know his mother's secret, or is he just trying to trick him?

Jiang Luo said, "I don't think anyone outside knows that you have a mother, do they?"

Feng Li's face froze, his heart sank, and he looked deeply at Jiang Luo, "You know."

Jiang Luo smiled but did not say anything.

Someone suddenly opened the door forcefully, and the old Master's voice was loud and old with suppressed anger, "I, Tian Shifu, promise to cooperate with you, but you are not to tell anyone about this!"

Jiang Luo turned his head to see the Old Heavenly Master closing the door heavily, and upon seeing the formation on the floor, he was again furious and blew his beard off, taking the walking stick in his hand and hit Feng Li's back hard, "Stand down!"

Feng Li was silent for a moment before taking a step backwards.

Facing Jiang Luo directly, the old master forced a smile, "Jiang Shifu, Tian Shifu's attitude has been set out, since we have decided to cooperate, I will not keep you for dinner."

Locked in the basement of Tian Shifu is Feng Li's mother, the cousin of the Old Master. The whole of Tian Shifu was extremely disturbed after her cousin drugged the Fatalist to conceive Feng Li that year. They took it upon themselves to lock up the errant cousin and prevent her from appearing before the Fatalist's eyes again, not only to save Tian Shifu, but also to save her life.

Even though the Predestined One does not kill, many people have died because of the Predestined One, his followers, the women who adore him, each one of them would have taken the life of their cousin.

After the child was born, he was carried to the old celestial master to be raised. Feng Li has been treated as a child of the Feng family ever since and has also changed his surname, while his cousin has been imprisoned until now.

Nowadays, although the predestined man is dead, the sins he once committed are known to everyone in the feng shui world, and there is no telling how many people hate the predestined man. Therefore, no one must know about Tian Shifu's relationship with the Fatalist, and no one must know that Feng Li, the famous Master of Heaven, and the Fatalist are father and son.

The Old Master gave Jiang Luo his expulsion order, and Jiang Luo didn't dawdle, "I thank Tian Shifu for his cooperation, but I just have one more thing to ask of you."

"Go ahead." The Old Master looked at Jiang Luo with a slightly cold look in his eyes.

Jiang Luo smiled and said, "Tian Shifu once obtained a pool of blood from a female poisonous-tailed scorpion, I want to buy some from Tian Shifu, not more, half a bathtub is enough."

The old celestial master took a deep breath, "I will have someone send it to you later."

Jiang Luo said sincerely, "Thank you."

Again he nodded courteously towards the two men and walked briskly out of the study, closing the door thoughtfully for the old man and the young woman. Turning his head, he saw Wen Renlian and Zhuo Zhongqiu waiting, and Jiang Luo gave them a thumbs-up, saying with a gesture, "Just in time."

Needless to say, Jiang Luo could guess that the Old Master had been called here by these two men.

Zhuo Zhongqiu winked at him and Wen Renlian smiled imploringly, "Let's go."

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