Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 385 - 387: Identity

Chapter 385: Chapter 387: Identity

"Hehe, I’m old now, and the future belongs to you young people. There are too many things you cannot see through. The world is so vast, have you not heard of the Chinese philosophy that there is always someone better out there?"

Long Zaitian’s demeanor shifted another 180 degrees.

However, Lin Zifeng was not worried about it.

"I have."

"You are still too young; some things are not as simple as you imagine. Often, it’s not just what the eyes and ears perceive. Only through personal experience can one understand."

It seemed that Long Zaitian’s words evoked some painful memories, as his eyes dimmed slightly as he spoke.

Lin Zifeng did not press further.

"Tell me, what status do you want from the Empire? What kind of power do you wish to have?"

Long Zaitian could tell that the young man before him was one of those stubborn people who would never give up.

"Ideally, a status and power that allows free passage throughout Huaxia," Lin Zifeng said, with a sly smile.

He knew that Old Mister Long had most likely agreed to his request, thinking that as long as he was not excessive, Old Mister Long would fulfill his demands.

"Hmm!" Long Zaitian, tasting the wine in his cup, lifted his bushy white eyebrows and said, "I must say you are quite greedy, young man!"

"Isn’t this for the sake of our future cooperation? If my efforts face constant obstacles, I think Master Long would not want to see that either!"

"Alright! I can fulfill your request, but remember, there’s no free lunch. The salary you get depends on your ability and the tangible work you do."

"Rest assured, Master Long, as long as it is within my abilities. Under normal circumstances, I should be able to manage well for Master Long," Lin Zifeng said confidently.

"Good! It’s your confidence that impresses me, here! Take this identification card first."

Long Zaitian seemed to have prepared early, pulling out a blue identification card embellished with a purple Divine Dragon pattern from his wide greyish-yellow Tang suit.

"What is this?" Lin Zifeng was somewhat puzzled.

"You’ll know once you look at it." After flipping the card to him, Long Zaitian didn’t even lift his eyelids and continued drinking his beverage.

Lin Zifeng caught the card tossed over by Long Zaitian and examined it.

Goodness!

Old Mister Long was well-prepared!

"Imperial Envoy!" Lin Zifeng exclaimed in shock.

"Any doubts, or are you dissatisfied?" Long Zaitian deliberately frowned, his tone somewhat teasing.

Damn!

How could he possibly be dissatisfied with the status of an Imperial Envoy!

This was equivalent to a decree given by the Emperor in ancient times, like the Commanding Sword or a Talisman of Immunity!

What kind of international joke is this?

With such an imperial-level status, who would dare hinder him wherever he went?

"Alright, I have already granted you both the status and the power, isn’t it time we discuss what I need from you?"

"Please tell me."

"Wherever you are, whenever the Empire is in trouble, you must be ready to respond immediately. No matter who the opponent is, you must use all your capabilities to complete our tasks for us. But be mentally prepared. From now on, your identity will be part of a confidential file, so I do not expect you to reveal any secrets about your cooperation with the Empire even if you fail in your missions or your life is threatened. Think this over carefully. You have been a soldier before, so I shouldn’t need to explain this, right?"

"I can do that. However, I need to know the purpose of the missions."

"You can."

"So, when is the mission?"

"There’s none right now, but be prepared, the Martial Arts Alliance does not support idlers for no reason."

"Rest assured, now that we are allies, the affairs of the Empire are my affairs too. Anytime you need me, just call."

Lin Zifeng knew deep in his heart that conspiring with tigers was undoubtedly putting his life on the edge of the ghost gate.

But now, he no longer had a way back.

His return would sooner or later cause a commotion, and Heavenly Gate would not just let him off.

Most importantly, the bracelet on his wrist held too many secrets.

When he had escaped the Dark Prison, the old man had repeatedly warned him never to let the bracelet fall into the hands of the Empire or certain powers.

Otherwise, the ensuing war would be unimaginable...

"If there’s nothing else, I think I won’t disturb Mr. Long any further," he said.

Under such close scrutiny from a master, Lin Zifeng felt it was better to leave sooner rather than later.

"The wine has just been opened, aren’t you going to drink more? I went through a lot of trouble to get this wine, you’re really not giving me any face!"

Long Zaitian, looking anxious, grabbed Lin Zifeng by the shoulder and warmly invited him to sit down and enjoy the wine.

Seeing that he couldn’t overcome him,

Lin Zifeng had no choice but to sit down again to chat and drink with him.

During the subsequent time, Long Zaitian did not inquire about his background, nor did he discuss any matters of cooperation.

What worried Lin Zifeng the most, he feared Long Zaitian would bring up the Dark Prison.

But Lin Zifeng later realized,

Although Long Zaitian’s Martial Arts Alliance was terrifying, it still could not uncover any shocking secrets related to the Dark Prison.

He was also unaware that Lin Zifeng was the only survivor who had emerged from that place!

It wasn’t until many years later, when the Dark Prison erupted,

and Lin Zifeng’s origins were exposed,

that the gaze of various powers uniformly turned towards Lin Zifeng, this seemingly insignificant person...

The wine was also finished, and the food was gone.

Two hours later, Old Master Long, smiling amicably, personally saw off Lin Zifeng.

Only then did the private room finally quiet down.

Black Hawk, who had been waiting outside, saw Long Zaitian’s excessive politeness and did not ask anything.

As long as Lin Zifeng was fine, that was enough.

Long Yunfei, once again seeing off Lin Zifeng, insisted on finding another time to go out for a drink with him.

However, Lin Zifeng really did not want to interact too frequently with official figures, so he had to tactfully refuse.

It wasn’t until Lin Zifeng, along with Black Hawk, had left the hotel far behind,

that Lin Zifeng’s brows finally furrowed.

"What’s the matter, Brother Lin!" Black Hawk also knew the Martial Arts Alliance’s seeking out Lin Zifeng was definitely not just for simple dining and wining, and the intricacies of it probably only the two of them understood.

"It’s nothing," Lin Zifeng said lightly.

"You go back first. Remember to rest well," Lin Zifeng instructed.

Seeing Lin Zifeng didn’t elaborate, Black Hawk simply nodded. He quickly disappeared into the night.

It was only after Black Hawk was gone for more than ten minutes that Lin Zifeng took out the credentials that Long Zaitian had given him.

"Imperial Envoy?" Touching the credentials engraved with the Dragon Totem, Lin Zifeng felt it weigh like a thousand catties.

It seemed his life wouldn’t be peaceful in the future.

Gazing at the pitch-black night sky, Lin Zifeng’s eyes deepened, and a cold breath slowly climbed up his resolute face again....