Under One Person: The Seeker of the Dao in the Lü Family

Chapter 341, Part 31, Ends, Laying the Groundwork

The senior figures all looked at Lü Qian on the treetop. The young Taoist seemed not to have heard what they had just said, and still stood with his back to them in the morning sun.

Seeing this, the elderly people breathed a sigh of relief. They covered the hands of the old man who had misspoke and withdrew their hands in annoyance, as if nothing had happened.

"Ahem, in short, we didn't gain anything specific tonight, but we did get some general results."

Old Luo from the Yin Shen Sect and the old man from the Talisman Sect walked over from Feng Baobao. They glanced at Zhang Chulan on the ground.

"These two are definitely connected to Wugensheng, but we can't get any information out of them today, but we will tomorrow."

As they spoke, the elders turned around and looked at the Nadutong employees who were slowly walking towards them from a distance. Their aged yet sharp eyes were fixed on the dozens of young people.

Under such gazes, the employees of NaDuTong in the distance seemed to slow their pace even further.

"Boss, should we continue?"

"Go? Go to hell?"

Liao Zhong, the manager of the company's South China branch, slapped his hand away and shoved aside the subordinate who had just asked the question, looking at him as if he were an idiot.

"Are you kidding me? You think today's scene is like those missions we carried out before? These old ghosts... ptooey, these seniors are those incompetent bastards from the Quanxing Sect?"

"Or have you developed such daring from practicing your kung fu that you've become incredibly bold?"

"Go ahead and get on top? Go ahead and get on top of my legs."

Liao Zhong, whose face was full of scars and resembled a bandit leader, rolled his eyes, smacked his lips, and revealed his conspicuous gold tooth.

"Boss, what should we do? Also, Chairman Zhao warned you to use polite language, pfft!"

Liao Zhong slapped away the subordinate who had come closer, his face showing a hint of speechless anger, but he still led his men forward, meeting the dozen or so chilling gazes.

"Damn it, am I not civilized enough? Don't you dare tattle on me to Chairman Zhao, or I'll make you regret it."

"What else can we do? Of course, we should treat them with courtesy. It is truly an honor and a great privilege for these senior figures to grace our South China with their presence."

Turning his head, Liao Zhong forced a fawning smile onto his treacherous and domineering face, his thick skin folded into wrinkles, obscuring the horrific scar.

"Chairman Zhao wants us to treat these distinguished guests who have come from afar well. Everyone should smile. If the smile isn't genuine, we'll have our wages docked and we'll have to work overtime during the holidays."

The way Liao Zhong, the leader, spoke through gritted teeth, sounded like a demon's gritting teeth to the employees of Na Du Tong.

However, for the sake of their wages and holidays, they could only put on smiles and walk towards the crowd with Liao Zhong.

The extraordinary eyesight and hearing of the extraordinary person were not ordinary, not to mention Liao Zhong, the company manager who appeared arrogant but was cunning inside. He didn't hide anything from people at all, and all his words and actions were accurately carried to everyone's ears by a gust of wind.

As for the back wind blowing from somewhere in the woods on a clear morning, Lü Qian said, "Don't worry about that, just follow the natural way."

This seemingly long distance was finally covered by the slow, deliberate movements of the NaDuTong employees. Dozens of employees dressed in brown uniforms walked step by step, smiling, before the crowd.

Normally, they would rely on their numbers to carry out missions, and they would be quick and efficient during operations. But now, facing a dozen or so elderly people with white hair at the head of the group, some of them didn't even dare to raise their heads.

When the two sides met, the elderly people kept their eyes wide open and watched the group of company employees who had come to pack up their stalls. They did not speak first, but their aura made the employees dare not speak either.

"Um, Mr. Lu, and all the seniors, it's been a long time."

Liao Zhong touched the back of his neck, his hand covered in a fine layer of cold sweat. He looked up at Lu Jin, grinned, and his large gold teeth gleamed brightly in the golden light of the rising sun.

"Manager Liao, what brings you up the mountain so early in the morning?"

Seeing that the senior figures wouldn't budge, Liao Zhong couldn't remain silent. He turned directly to Lu Jin, the owner of the place, and said, "Mr. Lu, Chairman Zhao asked me to take over the company's employees. Could you please hand over these three to us first?"

As he spoke, he rubbed his hands together, ignoring the disheveled or seriously injured appearances of the three people on the ground, and pointed to a group of employees behind him.

"I am truly sorry to have disturbed the refined atmosphere of you seniors, but there are orders from above, and we, the laborers and errand runners, have no choice."

"They all got up in the middle of the night. Some of them hadn't even warmed their beds with their wives before they were called here. Could you all please be understanding?"

Faced with Liao Zhong's emotional appeal, the elders did not respond at all. They turned to look behind them and saw that the two Taoist priests on the treetops did not speak or stop them.

The old men exchanged glances and nodded. With a swift movement, they kicked the three bound individuals, Zhang Chulan and his companions, directly towards the employees brought by Liao Zhong.

"We still have to give Manager Liao face. Are you satisfied now?"

"Satisfied, of course I'm satisfied. Thank you all for your kind words. I have other matters to attend to, so I won't stay any longer."

After successfully receiving the three targets, Liao Zhong didn't care about their specific injuries. He thanked the elderly people obsequiously, then turned and ran away without looking back, without saying anything polite about coming again next time.

If he could, he would prefer to meet them again at the funerals of these senior figures or at his own funeral.

The employees carried the three people on their backs, their figures rising and falling as they ran down the mountain. This scene in the forest resembled a comical escape.

Watching Liao Zhong's shameless performance, the elderly people who had been holding back their expressions finally burst into laughter.

They could easily see that Liao Zhong was deliberately putting on such a humble act; it wouldn't be worth it for them, these old folks, to argue with this joker.

"Did you all leave something behind?"

After the employees of NaDuTong had completely run away and their presence could no longer be felt on the field, the old men raised their eyebrows and exchanged meaningful glances.

"Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao didn't have much on them, and that North China manager named Xu Si almost became a container for your things."

Old Luo from the Yin Shen Sect looked at his familiar peers with a sinister smile, "You guys are really unethical."

"Hmph, just consider yourself an old ghost. Each of the three of them has a wisp of [Yin Spirit Transformation] entering their bodies. From now on, you old ghost will be no different from following them around."

Old Luo remained calm even after his tricks were exposed. He pointed at the old men, his smile revealing his cunning.

"I'm nothing compared to you. Your methods are far more ruthless than mine."