82: Chapter 82 The Tragic Young Master's Nobleman 4

Lu Zhan lowered his head and rubbed his forehead; every time his Revered Master came out of seclusion, he would pull this act, just like an Old Man who was a child at heart.

He sat back down on the couch, signaling that he didn't want to entertain his drama-queen Revered Master.

Master Mingyu looked at his beloved Disciple, who remained unmoved and looked as cold and detached as ever, and sighed internally.

"Sigh... He was so soft and sweet when he was little, but now that he's grown, he's so cold. He's not playful at all, and nowhere near as much fun as he used to be!"

However, he still resumed a serious expression, walked over slowly, and sat down opposite Lu Zhan.

"A-Zhan, Revered Master came over to tell you something."

Master Mingyu detailed the matters that the Elders in the main hall had agreed upon to Lu Zhan.

Lu Zhan's reluctance was clearly visible on his face; he had always been indifferent to various celebrations, as they were both troublesome and tedious.

He would rather spend that time visiting Secret Realms to Cultivate and improve his cultivation.

He also didn't like teaching Disciples; otherwise, Linhua Hall wouldn't only have Bi Qing, who attended to his daily needs, and Mo Yun, whom he had brought back himself.

Master Mingyu seemed to have known that Lu Zhan would refuse, so just as Lu Zhan was about to speak, he cut in first.

"You are not allowed to refuse, or else I will just loiter in your Linhua Hall and never leave, annoying you every single day."

A hint of helplessness appeared in Lu Zhan's eyes, but there was no trace of displeasure in his heart; he had been raised by the Old Man, so their bond was deep.

No matter how cold and stern he appeared on the outside, he had long regarded him as his closest Elder in his heart.

"I understand."

Having received the answer he wanted, Master Mingyu looked somewhat satisfied, but thinking of Mo Yun, whom his beloved Disciple had entrusted to his care before going into seclusion, a trace of guilt appeared in his eyes.

"A-Zhan, regarding Mo Yun, Revered Master has failed your entrustment."

Lu Zhan shook his head gently and said slowly.

"It is not Revered Master's fault; Bi Qing has already told me everything. Under those circumstances, no one could have protected Mo Yun."

"It is perhaps for the best that he has gone to the Demon Realm; it might be more suitable for him there."

Master Mingyu suddenly realized something, and his expression showed a hint of surprise.

"A-Zhan, have you known all along that he was from the Demon Race?"

Although it was a questioning tone, it was as if he had already confirmed it.

Lu Zhan looked at his Revered Master; since his Revered Master had asked, he could not bring himself to lie, nor would he hide it, so he nodded slowly.

Master Mingyu could not believe it in his heart; his beloved Disciple's nature had always been to hate the Demon Race with a passion and show no mercy.

How could he be so muddled as to keep a high-level member of the Demon Race by his side and teach him carefully for so many years?

If this were known to others, how would the people of the Righteous Path view A-Zhan? He feared his reputation would be completely destroyed.

Thinking of this, Master Mingyu's face looked much worse, and a trace of worry appeared in his eyes.

"A-Zhan, does anyone else know about this?"

Lu Zhan understood what his Revered Master meant; to put his Revered Master at ease, he laid everything out.

"Revered Master, rest assured, only I know of this. When I first finished my seclusion and went traveling, I reached the Mo family and saw Mo Yun."

"I discovered that although this child was trapped in a mire and carried the Bloodline of the Demon Race, his heart was very pure and kind. I could not bear it, so I brought him back to raise him."

As his words fell, Master Mingyu's expression softened slightly.

"A-Zhan, Revered Master has always known that you are cold on the outside but kind on the inside. Now that things have reached this point, this matter must never be known to others."

"If you meet on the battlefield in the future, you will be enemies, not friends. You have the entire Human Realm behind you; you must not show any mercy."

Lu Zhan was slightly stunned upon hearing this; his gaze drifted to some unknown point.

After a long while, he recovered and said slowly.

"I know what to do, Revered Master, rest assured."

His words were extremely light and low, as if a faint, ethereal sound that could not be heard clearly.

Master Mingyu did not say anything more; he took one last deep look at his beloved Disciple, and his figure vanished from within Linhua Hall.

Lu Zhan brewed a pot of tea; sipping its clear fragrance, he sat quietly in deep thought, and the hall fell silent.

After a while, a figure sped over; the voice arrived before the person did.

"Senior Brother Lu, you've finished your seclusion! Why didn't you tell me? My father had to come back and tell me."

As the words reached his ears, Lu Zhan looked toward the person who had arrived.

He wore a long robe as white as snow, with sleeves fluttering in the wind; his waterfall-like black hair was half-tied with a ribbon.

His face was fair and handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and star-bright eyes; his lips were slightly upturned, and he walked with a sense of ease and freedom.

"Junior Brother Lin Yan, it has been a long time."

Lu Zhan's eyes were full of gentleness as he said softly.

Lin Yan was the son of the Grand Elder of Law Enforcement, Lin Yuan; since he was young, he had liked following behind Lu Zhan.

His sincere and enthusiastic personality made him one of the few people Lu Zhan could get close to.

Lin Yan ran up excitedly, his face beaming with a bright smile, his sincere and fervent personality clearly on display.

"Senior Brother, congratulations on successfully breaking through your realm! I am happy for you from the bottom of my heart!"

His words were filled with sincere blessings.

Lu Zhan nodded slightly, a flash of gratification in his eyes, and gestured to the empty seat opposite him; Lin Yan understood immediately and sat down.

Lu Zhan skillfully lifted the teapot and poured a cup of clear tea for Lin Yan, his movements elegant and steady, before placing the teacup in front of Lin Yan.

"Taste it."

These two simple words seemed to contain endless affection.

Lin Yan held the teacup with both hands; he first smelled the tea's fragrance, revealing a satisfied expression, his eyes crinkling into slits as he exclaimed.

"Mmm, the tea brewed by Senior Brother Lu is still just as delicious!"

The corners of Lu Zhan's mouth curled slightly, his eyes holding a hint of a smile.

"You, you only know how to say nice things."

Lin Yan rubbed his head and laughed heartily.

"That's not true, I'm speaking the truth. By the way, Senior Brother Lu, did you have any special insights from this breakthrough?"

Lu Zhan pondered slightly, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face, and said slowly.

"After breaking through, my control over power has become more adept, and I can better appreciate the mysteries of the heavens and the earth."

Lin Yan's eyes were full of longing, shining brightly as he said.

"I really envy you, Senior Brother Lu. I must also work hard to Cultivate and strive to reach the Body Integration Stage just like you, Senior Brother."

Lu Zhan gently patted Lin Yan's shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement, and said earnestly.

"Junior Brother Lin Yan, your talent is not bad either. You are already at the Soul Transformation Stage; as long as you Cultivate diligently, it is only a matter of time before you reach this step."

Upon hearing Lu Zhan's words, Lin Yan nodded vigorously; his eyes were incredibly firm, shining like stars, as he looked at Lu Zhan and said.

"Senior Brother Lu, I will definitely work hard and will never let you down!"

A warm smile appeared on Lu Zhan's face, his eyes full of encouragement and trust in Lin Yan.

The sunlight shone through the window onto them, reflecting a warm and beautiful scene, making this moment appear even more brilliant.

The two chatted like this, one sentence after another, sometimes laughing, sometimes serious; the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

I don't know how much time passed before Lin Yan stood up to bid Lu Zhan farewell.

"Senior Brother Lu, after talking with you today, I plan to go into seclusion and practice hard to see how it goes. It might be a while before I come to Linhua Hall again."

"If I don't attend the celebration, will you blame me, Senior Brother?"

Lu Zhan shook his head with a smile, his eyes full of encouragement.

"These are all trivial matters; Cultivation is more important. I hope that after you come out of seclusion, Junior Brother Lin Yan, your cultivation will advance further."

Lin Yan was full of joy and laughed heartily.

"I'll take your kind words! Then I'll head back first."

After speaking, Lin Yan walked out of the main hall and turned into a streak of light, speeding away.

During this conversation, he had deliberately not mentioned anything about Mo Yun; his father had told him about Senior Brother Lu's message when he returned.

But he thought that Senior Brother Lu probably wasn't as open-minded about this matter as he appeared on the surface.

And since things had reached this point, bringing it up would only make Senior Brother Lu feel uncomfortable; it was better to talk about something happy to help improve Senior Brother Lu's mood a little.

Lin Yan's feelings for Mo Yun were very complicated; the other party had extremely high talent, could earn Senior Brother Lu's special regard, and was sincere and kind-hearted, but he just couldn't bring himself to like him!

Perhaps it was the envy and jealousy deep in his heart at work!

Anyway, the other person was no longer in the Yunxiao Sect; the past would scatter with the wind, and everything would start anew.

He was still the closest Junior Brother to Senior Brother Lu!

Without thinking any more, Lin Yan headed all the way back to his residence.