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Chapter 67: Telling the Truth or a Lie

Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Telling the Truth or a Lie

Xiao Zheng and Zhu Chanji were both casually teasing each other, because they indeed knew each other quite well.

Previously overseas, Zhu Chanji, despite having lost to Xiao Zheng, maintained a rather amicable relationship with him. After all, encountering a fellow countryman in a foreign land was not an easy affair.

Besides, strictly speaking, they were of the same kind.

However, their bantering was carefree, Black Rose, Bai Mudan, and the black-haired young man following behind were all dumbstruck.

"The Evil God is so familiar with the boss?" the black-haired young man asked, puzzled.

Black Rose shook her head; she was also unaware, having never heard Zhu Chanji mention knowing the Evil God before.

Bai Mudan’s heart stirred, recalling what Xiao Zheng had said before about Zhu Chanji being his defeated underling. Considering the current scenario, she felt that they must know each other well.

As for the defeated underling, Bai Mudan still didn’t believe it.

"Ah, I didn’t expect Qingsi to have died; it’s truly..." Xiao Zheng was filled with emotion.

Qingsi was also from Futu and had previously located Xiao Zheng with Zhu Chanji, so he had a rather profound impression of the woman known as Qingsi.

"Indeed, who would have thought that Qingsi, who survived countless dangers, would end up dying by suicide," Zhu Chanji also sighed deeply.

Thinking of life and death, Xiao Zheng was now quite emotional, because if he couldn’t gather all of the Golden Bones, he wouldn’t live much longer either.

"How come you’ve returned to the country? What about your influence in North Africa?" Zhu Chanji asked.

"It’s all still there. You don’t need to be so anxious. I came back this time just wanting to return to a peaceful life; I don’t wish to fight and kill anymore, nor do I want to stir up any trouble," Xiao Zheng said indifferently.

Zhu Chanji was taken aback.

When Black Rose and Bai Mudan returned and reported that Xiao Zheng had left that circle, he didn’t believe it, but now hearing Xiao Zheng say these words personally, he somewhat believed him.

After all, would the mighty Evil God speak such lies just to deceive himself?!

"It’s good you’re back. After all, Huaxia is our root," Zhu Chanji said with a smile.

Xiao Zheng nodded with a smile, knowing he definitely wouldn’t tell Zhu Chanji about his search for the Golden Bones. After all, when it came to matters of life and death, how could he casually inform others?

"Since you’re back, do you have any plans to serve the country? Like joining Futu?" Zhu Chanji asked tentatively.

For him, protecting the nation was both a duty and a responsibility.

Join Futu? Xiao Zheng laughed.

Let alone the fact he had returned to look for the Golden Bones, Xiao Zheng would never join any faction.

The reason was simple; he didn’t like to be restricted. If Xiao Zheng were to join, it would only be if he were made the leader of Futu; otherwise, he would definitely refuse.

But obviously, Zhu Chanji would not agree, and even if Zhu Chanji did have a lapse in judgment and agreed, Xiao Zheng wouldn’t want to.

"Better not. I just want to lead a more normal life. You know, I dislike being constrained," Xiao Zheng said with a laugh.

Seeing Xiao Zheng say this, Zhu Chanji could only let it go. However, for him, as long as Xiao Zheng didn’t do anything out of line within the country, he would be quite satisfied. Someone like Xiao Zheng, who could become recklessly dangerous if he didn’t care about consequences, was exactly what worried officials like Zhu Chanji in special departments the most.

"Alright, let’s not discuss this matter then." Zhu Chanji was someone who knew when to stop, then added, "Come, let me show you our new recruits at Futu."

Xiao Zheng smiled slightly and did not refuse, following Zhu Chanji towards a certain direction.

A group of people arrived at the Martial Arts Arena.

It has to be said that Futu was truly wealthy—whether it was equipment or anything else, everything in the Martial Arts Arena was the most cutting-edge in the world.

Of course, this cutting-edge status was based on the factory specifications.

In this circle, many people knew that some weapons or equipment could be modified to be stronger than original, but those who could modify weapons and equipment were rare talents, and such people were highly sought after by all major powers.

At the Martial Arts Arena, the young masters of Futu were competing in martial arts. These individuals were all personally selected by Zhu Chanji from various units, considered elites among their peers.

"Look at that young man, he’s my favorite," Zhu Chanji pointed ahead.

Xiao Zheng followed Zhu Chanji’s direction and saw a short-haired, somewhat scrawny young man who looked about 24 or 25 years old, sparring with someone in their thirties.

Since it was a spar, both of them had control over their strength.

"What do you think? This kid has trained in Hong Fist, and those fists of his are really something else," Zhu Chanji said with a smile.

Xiao Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Do you want to hear the truth or some flattering lies?"

Zhu Chanji was taken aback, then laughed and scolded, "You guy, if I wanted to hear lies, would I bother asking you?"

"So, you want to hear the truth then?"

"Nonsense, of course I want you to tell the truth!"

Xiao Zheng paused upon seeing Zhu Chanji’s serious expression, then said, "Not very good, to put it unpleasantly, he’s terrible, trash!"

His words instantly stunned everyone present.

Zhu Chanji laughed awkwardly and said, "Surely he’s not that bad? The boy’s potential is quite good, and with some training, he won’t be much worse than me."

"No good," Xiao Zheng shook his head and then said, "His foundation in Hong Fist is indeed deep, but that’s also his weakness. While it’s true that any martial art can become very powerful when mastered, his Hong Fist is clearly far from that level, and it even hinders his ability to absorb and learn other things."

Xiao Zheng’s analysis was spot-on; his words might have been unpleasant to hear, but he pinpointed all of the young man’s weaknesses.

Zhu Chanji nodded. Initially, he hadn’t considered this point, but now that Xiao Zheng had pointed it out, he found his words quite reasonable.

"Old Zhu, who have you been recruiting? There’s not a single one worth looking at. I advise you to recruit some people from the Underworld; those are all battle-hardened folks, and if you could win them over, they would be much better than these green rookies."

Xiao Zheng looked at the people in front of him with a disdainful expression.

His words were like a time bomb that had exploded, completely setting off everyone in the arena.

Zhu Chanji’s face also didn’t look good. After all, this was Futu’s stronghold. Xiao Zheng’s directness was tantamount to a slap in Zhu Chanji’s face.

However, Xiao Zheng still appeared indifferent. In his view, although these words were harsh, they were the truth, and Zhu Chanji had asked him to speak his mind.

"As expected of the Evil God, since you look down on these newcomers, how about we have a match?" The black-haired young man, who had conflicts with Xiao Zheng before, suddenly spoke up.

Have a match? Xiao Zheng looked at the black-haired young man and started to smile.

"Little Yang! Go back!" Zhu Chanji immediately frowned and said.

The black-haired young man, called Little Yang, was very displeased. He didn’t listen to Zhu Chanji’s words; instead, he walked towards Xiao Zheng, "What’s wrong, are you afraid to fight?"