Chapter 244: Discussion
It was probably because Luo Wensong was backing him up, or perhaps Yue Linhai was not inherently bad. When faced with Zhang Qian’s hostile attitude, he not only did not get angry, but instead took the initiative to offer compensation.
As a big shot who was already famous during the Republic of China Era, if word got out that Yue Linhai had bowed his head to a junior, it might cause turmoil throughout the Supernatural Circle.
Of course, it was also possible that it wouldn’t cause such a big movement, since those who knew Yue Linhai were probably mostly dead.
No matter what, if it had been another Ghost Controller, Yue Linhai bowing his head to apologize today could have been bragged about for a lifetime.
Unfortunately, the one standing here was Zhang Qian.
Hearing Yue Linhai’s seemingly generous statement, Zhang Qian felt no moved at all. Instead, he glanced at Yue Linhai with suspicious eyes: “Are you sure you still have any collection items to give me?”
This time, Yue Linhai was up against Luo Wensong. Forget dying on the spot; the best outcome would just be fleeing in panic. Zhang Qian did not think this big shot who was about to become a fugitive would still have the chance to give him any gift.
Hearing this, Yue Linhai’s old face stiffened, and the smile he had barely squeezed out froze. He looked toward the silent Luo Wensong with an inquiring gaze.
“Since he is willing to give it to you, then go pick one. Leaving it in his hands is a waste anyway.”
Luo Wensong first nodded, then cautioned Zhang Qian, “But Supernatural Items are ultimately external things. Do not rely on them too much. You still need to focus on your own strength.”
“Although this old guy is a bit muddled, he did say one thing right. You really are very special, with great potential, even…”
Halfway through his words, Luo Wensong paused again. He realized he had said a bit too much.
After all, Zhang Qian was still very young, and his mindset had not yet matured. Putting those burdens on him too early would likely have a negative impact on his growth.
Moreover, mentioning Ending the Supernatural now was still too early.
Coming back to his senses, Luo Wensong casually shook off the ink seeping from his sleeve and said calmly: “I look forward to the day you grow up. But you don’t need to feel too much pressure. Before that day comes, these old bones of mine can hold out for a while longer.”
So tired…
But in this era with no one to take up the mantle, someone had to step forward.
“Old Luo…”
Zhang Qian could hear that Luo Wensong’s voice seemed a bit heavy.
But looking at the world today, or even the entire Supernatural history, Luo Wensong was undoubtedly one of the strongest Ghost Controllers.
Even Republic of China Era big shots like Yue Linhai and Xun Can, who could wreak havoc on an area, had no ability to fight back in front of Luo Wensong.
What reason could make him show such emotions?
“Old Luo might not be able to hold on much longer,” Zhang Qian guessed in his heart.
Death was a topic that no individual, no Ghost Controller, could escape.
As an old man over a hundred years old, Luo Wensong’s state was visibly poor, almost no different from a corpse.
It was even possible that he was already a corpse now, merely sustained by the fierce ghost in his body maintaining his consciousness.
“Cough…” Yue Linhai coughed lightly, breaking the heavy atmosphere.
Seeing their lines of sight shift over, he looked at Luo Wensong and slowly said: “Finding my collection room is no trouble for you. Please send me on my way and take care of the funeral arrangements while you’re at it.”
It was shameful to say, but this time crawling out of the coffin, Yue Linhai had not accomplished a single thing he wanted to do.
The Ghost Ship was still assaulting the seal, Little Linhai was still roaming freely outside, and the Supernatural in the old house was stirring…
But since Luo Wensong had come, he could finally die with peace of mind.
Anyway, with Luo Wensong’s strength, handling these small matters would be effortless.
Yue Linhai paused for a moment, his line of sight meeting Luo Wensong’s: “Do it.”
“…”
Luo Wensong did not speak, just looking at Yue Linhai who wanted to shirk responsibility and run away.
His attitude was so obvious that Yue Linhai even read disdain in his eyes.
After waiting a moment, Yue Linhai said somewhat awkwardly: “You’re not going to kill me?”
His mindset still had not transformed. After all, the image of that executioner who killed without blinking was too deeply ingrained.
And Yue Linhai believed that what he had done—whether attempting to kill Zhang Qian, who was suspected to be the successor, or openly confronting Luo Wensong—each was enough to warrant a death sentence from Luo Wensong.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Zhang Qian chimed in at the right time: “Don’t put on this act of making funeral arrangements here. Don’t you need to properly deal with the Ghost Ship and your son? You’re not counting on Old Luo to clean up your mess for you, are you?”
Mainly, Zhang Qian felt that Luo Wensong might not be able to do these two things.
After all, Luo Wensong’s current state was very strange, as if he could not intervene in too many matters. The only two instances Zhang Qian knew of him acting were both after delivering letters.
So although Luo Wensong’s strength was great, he probably could not directly take out the Ghost Ship Captain. Otherwise, Zhang Qian would not have had to go to the Ghost Ship to deliver a letter.
Hearing this, Yue Linhai nodded thoughtfully: “You think so too?”
“I said I would give you a decent end,” Luo Wensong said calmly.
It was just that the look he gave Zhang Qian flashed with a hint of approval.
After all, youthful vigor aside, Luo Wensong in his youth had no such thing as using his brain.
He had just charged ahead recklessly, and when he looked up again, he found only one person ahead of him.
And Zhang Qian being able to deduce part of the Ghost Post Office clues and quietly conceal that information still made Luo Wensong feel a bit pleased.
A Ghost Controller who never used his brain would not do. Luo Wensong had come this far not just because of his solid strength, but also thanks to the support of teammates.
And Zhang Qian, born in this era, probably had no one who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him…
Yue Linhai, however, did not feel anything wrong. Instead, he sighed: “You really have changed a lot…”
Having someone else clean up his mess made even his old face feel a bit embarrassed. It would not sound good if word got out.
It was just that Yue Linhai had not expected Luo Wensong to be willing to consider his face, which truly flattered him.
Luo Wensong said expressionlessly: “Why do you have so much nonsense?”
Facing this guy who had lost face in his later years, his patience was not as good as it was with Zhang Qian.
“Just chatting. It won’t delay anything.”
Faced with Luo Wensong’s cold words, Yue Linhai not only did not get angry but seemed somewhat happy, as if seeing the shadow of that executioner from back then again. He felt like he had returned to his youth.
Back in the day, he…
Before Yue Linhai could continue reminiscing, his face suddenly darkened: “Found it.”
