CHAPTER 101: CHAPTER 70: RETURN (6.4K) _3

Coincidentally, he recognized me too.

From then on, the two of us traveled together, exploring the great mountains and rivers.

Unfortunately, after just ten years, he passed away from lung disease.

That year, while I was studying the art of yin and yang medicine, I made an accidental discovery and developed the inner organ training method."

The conversation was full of sighs and reminiscences about old friends.

Zhang Feng listened quietly and did not interrupt.

After a moment.

The person suddenly said, "Zhang Feng, I feel if I appear, you would surely recognize me at a glance.

I would also recognize you at a glance.

But now, I’m still short of one breath, so I can’t meet an old friend.

But I can tell my fellow Daoist that the last person is also a wicked person, I never kill the innocent lightly."

After speaking, the caller hung up.

Zhang Feng looked at the phone for a while, then took out the person’s portrait from his pocket.

He appeared like an ordinary old man.

Not the carefree Taoist who sees the world as drunk while he alone is sober, as Zhang Feng imagined.

Zhang Feng imagined him wrong.

The caller also imagined wrong.

...

A few days later.

Zhang Feng sat dazed in the task force office.

Now, Zhang Feng didn’t know what feeling or mentality he had.

If he considered the caller a friend,

Zhang Feng could confidently say ’yes’, feeling an invisible bond, wanting to sit and discuss martial arts with him, exploring each other’s understanding.

But he wouldn’t give up the investigation because of a phone call or stop looking for him.

However, even if he said he wanted to continue looking, Zhang Feng was distracted, his thoughts empty.

Because Zhang Feng understood that he couldn’t catch him.

This kind of indiscriminate killing had no regular pattern from the start.

And for a master of martial arts, killing someone is as easy as reaching into a bag, with no difficulty at all.

’This old Taoist really has gone mad, and someone else is bound to die.’

Zhang Feng shook his head, unwilling to pray for the fifth criminal, firstly because he deserved to die, and secondly, if the expert caller targeted him, he was bound to die.

Although the caller is old, with the support of this business expert, taking care of a minor character is not a problem.

But half a month later.

While Zhang Feng was idly wandering around.

The phone rang.

It was the businessman on the line.

"President Zhang, can we meet? I have something to say."

...

In the afternoon, outside Jun Mountain City.

Zhang Feng followed the dirt road to a deserted little pond.

The businessman was staring blankly near the pond.

"What did you want to discuss?"

Zhang Feng walked up to the businessman.

This time, he didn’t intend to step back, instead, he sighed deeply again and said to Zhang Feng with cupped hands:

"Today, I really need to ask a favor of President Zhang, otherwise... I wouldn’t dare to call and trouble you."

"Go ahead." Zhang Feng looked at the businessman, then focused on the back of his hand, noticing the calluses had decreased, "Hmm, not bad, you have some talent.

Able to resonate the heart in a month’s time, quite a prodigy."

"The old man also said the same about me." The businessman smiled briefly, then said solemnly: "Now I shouldn’t call him the old man, but Master!

The old man took me as his disciple!"

"Congratulations." Zhang Feng patted his pocket, realizing he had no gift to give.

"The day my Master took me..." The businessman didn’t pay attention to the gift but continued:

"He actually wanted to invite you over for a meeting, but after thinking it over, he didn’t dare, afraid you might take both of us in."

"That won’t happen." Zhang Feng shook his head with a smile, then asked, "Didn’t I ask you to persuade him? Now another month has passed, how is he? Did he listen?"

"No." The businessman shook his head, "My Master wouldn’t listen, when I tried to persuade him, he’d get angry.

He said I didn’t understand, just like I didn’t understand resonance before.

But when he cultivates Immortal Qi and shows me, I’d understand."

"This old Taoist is troublesome." Zhang Feng didn’t know what to say, so he could only pat the businessman’s shoulder and said, "Can you take me to see him? I want to meet this person."

"This..." The businessman suddenly looked distressed, "The reason I came to see you today is that after I practiced internal resonance yesterday, my Master disappeared... I don’t know where he went either.

He’s over a hundred years old, sometimes gets confused and wanders off, I’m really afraid something might happen to him.

I came to you today because I’m out of options, I want to ask you to find him, I can provide all the information I know..."

The businessman was very worried about his master.

Because the caller indeed had mental issues, with some delusional symptoms.

After hearing this, Zhang Feng pondered for a few seconds before saying, "Give me all the information you know.

After you give it to me, you should leave, your image and fingerprints have been recorded in many places.

In this country, you might not be able to stay anymore.

Regarding your Master, I will seek him out."

Zhang Feng paused for several seconds here before saying, "After I find him, I will hand him over to you, and you can take him away."

"Thank you, President Zhang!" The businessman suddenly knelt on both knees to thank Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng barely held him up, preventing him from kneeling, "Let’s talk after we find him, do you know roughly where he might be?"

"Jun Mountain City, he’s right nearby!" The businessman took out his phone, "Inside, I’ve edited many unsent messages, containing everything I know."

After handing over the phone to Zhang Feng, he bowed again and said, "Elder Zhang! Please forgive me for addressing you like this, but after you find my Master, you don’t need to trouble yourself to send him.

Tell him I’m at the Southwest City port, waiting for him to complete the final breath.

The Southwest port, is where he found me before, he remembers this.

I’ve arranged for the ship and will wait for him there."

’Is he an orphan? Did the caller raise him?’ Now Zhang Feng understood why their bond was so deep.