I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 552 - 552 Suggestion to break his leg_1

Chapter 552: Suggestion to break his leg_1 Chapter 552: Suggestion to break his leg_1 The man, looking sharp in his clothes, greeted He Chong, then turned to look at Lu Ban.

“And who is this young brother?”

“He’s here to participate too, his name is Lu Ban.”

He Chong took a sip of tea, neither cold nor warm towards the newcomer.

“Hello, hello, my name is Du Ming, I’m a rather popular singer.”

The man shook hands with Lu Ban.

“Du Ming… singer…”

Lu Ban suddenly had a moment of realization.

He remembered something he had read in the Jiangcheng library.

“Du Danping was born into a musical family, bathed in music from a young age, with an excellent sense of music…”

Du Danping, Du Ming, Jiangcheng, special abilities.

It seemed there was some connection.

Was this Du Danping, besides being Chosen by the Gods, also a descendant of the Nine Streams?

Du Danping’s musical talent wasn’t something that came after becoming Chosen by the Gods like it did for Lu Ban; he was a genius in music from the beginning. Thinking about it that way, he might really be the child of a traditional family with special abilities.

“What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?”

Seeing Lu Ban’s subtle expression, Du Ming asked.

“Nothing. If in the future your child wants to learn piano, I suggest you break his legs,” Lu Ban said decisively.

“Huh?”

Du Ming was puzzled but then quickly said,

“There’s too much noise here, how about coming to my place to sit down?”

He Chong finished his tea and rose to his feet.

After Du Ming paid the bill, the three of them got into his car.

Du Ming didn’t have a driver; he drove himself with He Chong in the passenger seat and Lu Ban in the back.

“Let me introduce myself again, storyteller, Du Ming.”

The popular singer glanced at Lu Ban in the rearview mirror.

“Storyteller, can that also turn into a singer?” Lu Ban couldn’t help but feel curious.

“Nowadays, no one listens to storytellers. Well, not entirely, but it’s all old jokes. If you want to get involved in something else, you’d be arrested and shot.”

Du Ming laughed.

“Turbulent times,” He Chong sighed.

Through the car window, they could see beggars asking for money and numb passersby coming and going, only showing reverence when they saw the policemen maintaining public order.

Du Ming’s courtyard was located at the Lingjiang Riverside, grand and yet exquisite. In modern times, it would have been the most expensive place to live. Most residents here were wealthy, giving Lu Ban a sense of déjà vu of the Abandoned Capital.

“Qingyun, take Ah Sheng to the neighboring room.”

Back at home, Du Ming had his wife and child leave.

Lu Ban took another glance at the child, with clear brows and handsome features, most likely a future heartthrob.

“This Mysterious Monarch competition, it’s attracted many people and been the subject of some attention, giving me a bad premonition,” Du Ming said after sitting down.

“Attention?” Lu Ban asked, always curious like a child.

“The inside story is known to some, and with the current unrest, there are many who want to woo us.”

Pulling out a cigarette and match, Du Ming offered one to He Chong, while Lu Ban waved him off.

Seeing this, Du Ming struck a match, lit his cigarette, took a deep drag, let the smoke saturate his lungs, and then exhaled a long breath.

“Moreover, I’ve heard that people from the West are quite interested in the Mysterious Monarch.”

“Foreigners know shit,” He Chong said as he removed his sunglasses. His eyes were deep and seemed as clear and piercing as a spring.

“Just to be clear, I don’t want to be the Mysterious Monarch. I’m currently a singer, I earn a good income and have status; I have no time to deal with those matters,” Du Ming added.

“?”

Lu Ban couldn’t help but let out a question mark.

You guys, one after another, all seem to want to slack off. Do you really think the mission is going to be that easy?

And still be chosen next time?

“But now, in these turbulent times, if the position of the Mysterious Monarch falls into the hands of some with ulterior motives, then we would have failed our ancestors.”

Du Ming’s tone shifted, giving off a vibe that said, “I really don’t want to become the Mysterious Monarch, but alas, the others are just too incompetent.”

“Of course, I’m not referring to you two. If you could support me in becoming the Mysterious Monarch, I would certainly be grateful and repay you.”

Isn’t this just perfect?

Lu Ban looked at He Chong, who also liked to take it easy. Supporting Du Ming seemed like a good option.

“Du’s big brother, how long has it been since you last picked up the Shocking Hall Wood?”

However, He Chong didn’t nod. He just said in a deep voice.

“What does that have to do with anything?”

Du Ming countered.

“Ultimately, the position of the Mysterious Monarch should go to the capable. Even if I support you, if you can’t even beat the others, then it’s pointless.”

He Chong glanced at Du Ming.

“I don’t have any particular desires for the position of Mysterious Monarch either, but if, as you say, someone is coveting that position, then I wouldn’t mind taking it on.”

“?”

Lu Ban was confused again. These people were just saying they didn’t want it, and now they’re coming up with all sorts of reasons saying they must take it, as if they were playing tai chi.

“Since that’s the case, I want to be the Mysterious Monarch too.”

Lu Ban suddenly declared.

Du Ming and He Chong both turned to look at him.

“The mood is set. If I don’t say this, wouldn’t I seem out of place?”

Lu Ban stated righteously.

This threw the two men off a bit.

“…Let’s see how tonight goes. At midnight, in the Jiangcheng Theatre, we brothers will get together and discuss the matter of the Mysterious Monarch,”

After a moment of silence, Du Ming finally said.

The moment his words finished, a knock on the door was heard.

“Mr. Luu has come again; I’ve asked him to wait in the reception room,”

It was the voice of Du Ming’s wife.

“I know.”

Du Ming took a heavy drag of his cigarette, the tip glowing a bright red and consuming a large section of it before he spoke again through the haze.

“This is the mayor’s secretary. As I’ve said, even people who are important in appearance want to get involved. In these times, who doesn’t want to expand their power? Do you want to meet him with me?”

“No thanks, I have good eyesight and don’t want to see too much dirt,”

He Chong shook his head.

Lu Ban, on the other hand, actually followed along.

In the reception room, a gaunt man dressed to the nines was carefully holding a teacup. Upon seeing Du Ming, he promptly stood up and greeted him with a beaming smile.

After exchanging pleasantries, the other party broached the main subject.

“Mr. Du, our biggest concern with your affair is that it might affect other citizens. If you need, we can send people to clear the area for you, or…”

The man with the gold rimmed glasses didn’t finish his sentence before Du Ming raised his hand to cut him off.

“Mr. Luu, there’s no need for that. We know our limits and won’t disturb anyone. As for any other help, I, Du, am not yet in such a position to need it,”

The secretary said a few more words, but Du Ming seemed uninterested in discussing further. Soon, the man left somewhat dejectedly.

“They sure have fanciful ideas,”

Once the man had gone, Du Ming remarked wistfully.

“Is there a problem with this?”

Lu Ban felt that Du Ming certainly wasn’t refusing help out of a desire for fairness but that there must be other reasons.

“Haha, you’re young, maybe your elders haven’t explained it to you, but the position of the Mysterious Monarch isn’t just about being in charge. Whoever becomes the Mysterious Monarch will inherit the Mysterious Monarch’s inheritance, which includes methods of ascension and immortality. These things aren’t of much use to the Mysterious Monarch himself, but they are coveted by the common people,”

Du Ming slowly explained.

“No doubt those foreigners are here for that too. The Jiangcheng Mountain hides much more than just these things.”

“Immortality, ascension?”

Lu Ban immediately thought of the Taoist Crane Cry. In the Foreign Domain, such things were often not good news.

“They say they’re helping, but in reality, they just want to plunder wealth and steal the secrets of immortality, nothing more than a bunch of thieves,”

Du Ming chuckled softly as the ash from his cigarette fell.