"Please speak, senior," Lin Zheyu said.
"I want you to kill someone, the gang leader of the Nine-Star Gang, Zhao Guanbin," Chen Peijun said, glancing at Lin Zheyu after speaking.
"What?"
Lin Zheyu was stunned.
He never expected this old man to ask him to kill someone, especially the gang leader of the Nine-Star Gang.
The Nine-Star Gang leader is a prominent figure in Songyi City, and his strength is comparable to Xu Jingwu, making him a Qi Blood Realm expert.
In that instant, Lin Zheyu couldn’t help but wonder whether his Turtle Breath Skill had failed, and if this old man had seen through his true strength.
"Senior, you must be joking, right? With my mere Bone Forging Realm strength, how could I possibly kill Mr. Zhao, a Qi Blood Realm expert?"
"If you don’t want to teach me, just say it. There’s no need to make such an outrageous request," Lin Zheyu said with a grim expression.
"I’m not asking you to kill him now. You can do it when your strength is sufficient."
"I want you to swear by your parents, ancestors, and your master that once you are powerful enough, you will kill that old scoundrel Zhao Guanbin."
Chen Peijun said blandly, with a flash of resentment in his eyes.
Back then, the death of his family was closely linked to the Nine-Star Gang leader.
Unfortunately, the Zhao Family is heavily guarded, and Zhao Guanbin’s strength is formidable. Even with his expertise in Poison Tao, he couldn’t kill Zhao Guanbin.
"But what if I can’t reach the Qi Blood Realm?"
"Or what if after reaching that realm, I don’t want to fulfill this oath? After all, it’s just an oath and not very binding," Lin Zheyu said, somewhat confused.
"You don’t need to worry about that."
"I trust Mr. Liang’s judgment in choosing a disciple. If he values you as a student, your talent must not be low. And I also believe in your character," Chen Peijun said blandly.
He had been listening to stories at the Bidan Tea House for a while and was quite informed about Lin Zheyu.
The person capable of writing such stories also understands gratitude and is usually very serious about promises and oaths.
"You know Mr. Liang?"
Lin Zheyu was surprised, a sense of astonishment rising in his heart. This was too coincidental.
"We worked together for a period in the past, so we’re somewhat familiar," Chen Peijun said with a smile.
"Senior, could you tell me what Master Liang Song used to do?" Lin Zheyu couldn’t help but ask.
Previously, Liang Song was very mysterious, and now an adept toxicologist suddenly appeared, and they seemed familiar, which further piqued Lin Zheyu’s curiosity.
He had asked Mr. Han, but even Mr. Han wasn’t clear on Liang Song’s identity.
"It seems Liang Song hasn’t told you much. I thought he would have mentioned something for you to come seeking me, but apparently not."
"You’ll have to ask him yourself about that. If he hasn’t told you, don’t expect me to," Chen Peijun chuckled.
"Alright, then may I ask why you want to kill Zhao Guanbin?" Lin Zheyu asked.
"He killed my entire family. Is that reason enough?" Chen Peijun said blandly.
"Mhm."
Lin Zheyu nodded, not asking further.
Lin Zheyu pondered for a while and continued, "Senior, you may know me, but I don’t know you. How can I believe that the knowledge you teach is worth assassinating Zhao Guanbin for?"
"Believe it or not, I’m not begging to teach you."
Chen Peijun said nonchalantly, "The title of Liang Song’s disciple carries little significance to me compared to a letter of introduction from Mr. Wo."
Lin Zheyu: "..."
He took a deep breath, suppressing his irritation, acknowledging that he was indeed the one in need.
Lin Zheyu pondered for a moment before deciding that if the content taught wasn’t valuable, he simply wouldn’t honor the oath.
He’s not a rigid person.
However, considering that the other party dared to make such a demand, the toxicology knowledge taught must be extremely precious, which kindled a slight anticipation in his heart.
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