Chapter 18: Chapter 18: Turns Out I’m a Genius

Smack!

In the Bidan Tea House, the sound of the wooden clapper echoed.

Lin Zheyu slowly said, “If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next Chapter.”

“Bravo~”

“Tell us more, Mr. Lin!”

“Yes, yes, we haven’t heard enough.”

The audience’s cheers and pleas came from below.

Faced with the audience’s plea, Lin Zheyu smiled and bowed as he stepped off the stage.

After finishing the storytelling and changing the environment, his emotions were somewhat diluted.

He hadn’t done anything wrong; it was the world that was wrong!

“Mr. Wo, how about a drink?” Lin Zheyu said.

In Songyi City, he was familiar with only two people: Wo Yinghe and Liang Song, Mr. Liang.

Lin Zheyu really wanted to discuss his feelings about killing with Mr. Liang, but unfortunately, Mr. Liang wasn’t around.

In the morning, when he went to his house, he knocked for a long time, but no one answered. He didn’t show up during the storytelling in the afternoon either.

At this point, Lin Zheyu knew that Liang Song had disappeared again.

Every now and then, Mr. Liang would disappear for a few days, and this time he didn’t know how long it would be.

Fortunately, Liang Song had taught him the cultivation method for the Bone Forging Realm and the Inner Breathing Skill of the Wild Bull Fist, enough for Lin Zheyu to practice for a while.

“All right, but you’re paying this time!”

“Recently, I noticed you’ve been rewarded quite a bit; now you’re richer than I am.” Mr. Wo said with a smile.

“Let’s go, after drinking, we’ll go have fun at Baihua Tower.”

Lin Zheyu said with a smile, needing to vent, to release the complex emotions in his heart, and his mood would improve.

…

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Lin Zheyu quietly visited the White Mountain District, and the disappearance of Gao Yu and the others finally caught the attention of their family members.

Even though they often disappeared for a while before, this time the disappearance was a bit longer.

After some searching, they found the bodies in a remote wasteland.

Three days had passed, and the bodies were now unrecognizable, gnawed by wild beasts.

After reporting to the officials, the constables went through the procedures, took a look, and told them to wait for news, and then there was no further news.

Their families could only hastily complete the funeral arrangements and bury them roughly.

Lin Zheyu’s heart finally relaxed completely.

He felt a bit more about how life is as insignificant as grass.

“Mr. Liang still hasn’t come back, what on earth has he gone to do?”

As Lin Zheyu passed by Liang Song’s house, he knocked on the door for a while, but no one answered.

Liang Song hadn’t been around since yesterday, and even today, there was no sign of him.

…

Another four days passed.

In the Bidan Tea House.

Lin Zheyu and Mr. Wo sat chatting in the back yard of the tea house.

“I heard the rebel army has taken another city, and there are many more refugees outside the city.”

Mr. Wo said, with a hint of worry on his face.

Songyi City, being on the edge of Great Wei, would quickly be reached if the rebel army advanced in their direction.

“Don’t worry, haven’t you noticed that the wealthy people in Songyi City haven’t fled?”

Lin Zheyu reassured.

Back when Jiunan City was about to be taken, the wealthy, upon hearing the news, were the first to flee.

“How do you know they haven’t fled?”

“From what I know, those families have already started sending their young members with some of the clan to Bafang City.”

Mr. Wo said.

It was precisely because of this knowledge that he was extremely worried.

His roots were in Songyi City, and leaving it would make it difficult to find another good job.

“Don’t think too much about it; there are taller ones to hold up the sky when it falls.”

“Besides, the Great Wei army is strong and well-trained, the rebel army is just flaunting its power for a while; maintaining its current momentum won’t be easy.”

Lin Zheyu said.

In this era of closed-off information, he wasn’t sure of the situation at the front line and could only comfort himself.

“All right, it’s time for storytelling, I’m going on stage now.”

Lin Zheyu said.

He stepped onto the storytelling platform, scanning the audience below.

“Eh, Mr. Liang is back!”

By the window, Lin Zheyu saw a familiar figure.

Liang Song was sitting by the window, staring blankly outside.

After being gone for six or seven days, he appeared again.

…

After the storytelling.

Lin Zheyu sat down opposite Liang Song.

He naturally refilled Mr. Liang’s cup and then filled his own.

“Master, this cup is for you, consider it a welcome back drink.” Lin Zheyu raised his cup and said.

“Much appreciated.”

Liang Song raised his cup to clink it with Lin Zheyu’s, then teased, “Using my wine to welcome me back, that’s really something of you.”

“It’s all the same, all the same, apprentice spent all his silver taels on training, very poor now, it’s the thought that counts.”

Lin Zheyu said with a cheeky smile, picking up his chopsticks to take a bite, then continued, “Master, while you were away, let me share the events of those days with you later.”

“No need, just let me see the script from those days.” Liang Song said.

The two chatted about various things, some trivial, some not.

Liang Song didn’t mention where he’d been these past days, and Lin Zheyu didn’t ask; they had a mutual understanding.

If the master wanted to speak, he naturally would.

If he didn’t want to, Lin Zheyu wouldn’t ask; everyone has secrets they don’t want to share with others.

Lin Zheyu is no exception.

“In the upcoming days, come to my place every morning, I’ll dedicate some days to guiding you.” Liang Song said.

Since teaching Lin Zheyu martial arts, the actual teaching time had been less than two days, mostly relying on Lin Zheyu’s self-study.

Despite that, Lin Zheyu’s progress in Martial Dao was beyond his imagination.

The speed was unbelievably fast.

This level of insight and aptitude could be said to be one in a million.

Liang Song planned to seriously teach Lin Zheyu, perhaps cultivating a powerful martial artist someday.

“Thank you, Master!”

Lin Zheyu’s eyes lit up.

He just happened to have a lot of questions to consult Mr. Liang about.

Questions about Bone Forging, Refining the Organs, and combat.

Originally, Lin Zheyu planned to enhance his strength with Source Power upon returning tonight, having saved up quite a bit of silver taels over the past few days.

Now, he dismissed the idea, deciding to discuss it again later.

In the short term, perfectly mastering Wild Bull Fist and advancing to the Bone Forging Realm was already quite astonishing.

Continuing to enhance without Mr. Liang noticing his true strength, Lin Zheyu wondered what Mr. Liang would think, fearing he’d think he possessed some rare treasure.

Human nature cannot withstand such tests.

…

Early morning.

At dawn, Lin Zheyu arrived at Liang Song’s courtyard.

“Good morning, Mr. Liang.”

Lin Zheyu greeted humbly and handed over the prepared scripts.

These were the storytelling contents from the days Mr. Liang was away.

Liang Song motioned for Lin Zheyu to close the door, then turned to sit back at the stone table and chairs in the corner of the courtyard.

“Let me see you perform the Wild Bull Fist, and we’ll see if you’ve been slacking off lately.” Liang Song said.

“Yes, Master.”

Lin Zheyu replied.

He took off his long coat, revealing his strong physique.

The weather had turned cooler recently, and the early morning was a bit chilly.

Lin Zheyu got into position.

His chest rose and fell in a specific rhythm, with long, drawn-out breaths.

After persistent practice over this time, he finally adapted to the unique breathing method of the Wild Bull Fist.

From the initial discomfort, he integrated it into his daily life, and to perfectly using it with the Wild Bull Fist, it took a total of over ten days.

Even Lin Zheyu found it surprising.

It turns out, I’m a genius!

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