Stop flattering me, system! I'm about to become a saint!

Chapter 51 Keeping a Secret

"Where did you learn this movement technique?"

Sun Tao asked, utterly shocked.

Yang Song truthfully replied, "A few days ago I went to the black market and accidentally obtained this movement technique from a piece of wood."

Hearing these words, Sun Tao felt incredibly conflicted.

He had been to the black market a few times, but he hadn't come across anything special; it was all just ordinary stuff.

Yang Song only went to the black market once, yet he gained such a huge amount of money. What kind of luck is this?

Sure enough, the chosen one will encounter extraordinary adventures wherever he goes!

Sun Tao sighed deeply in his heart. Although Yang Song only used the movement technique once, judging from his eyesight, the quality of this movement technique was definitely not low!

He wanted to ask for advice, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Many times, the words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back.

"Commander, with my agility, it shouldn't be easy for Liu Zhen to catch me, right?"

"Furthermore, I will not be fighting him for the time being."

"If the Eagle Martial Arts School sends people out of the city tomorrow, I'll make sure they never return, and no one will know it was me."

Sun Tao had no interest in listening to Yang Song anymore; all he felt was jealousy! Extreme jealousy! Utter jealousy!

He gave Yang Song a deep look and said, "Since you've already made up your mind, then I won't say anything more."

However, you must be very careful and never gamble with your life.

Yang Song nodded solemnly: "I understand."

"Well... let's leave it at that. I'll go take care of what the adults asked me to do. You should get some rest."

After saying that, Sun Tao gave a wry smile: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you go to the martial arts academy to practice or not. By the time the master returns from the True Martial Sect, you will probably already be a disciple of the True Martial Sect."

Then, in two or three years, or even less, if I see you again I'll have to be extremely respectful, and even call you "Dad," and you might not even bother to acknowledge me.

Yang Song deeply agreed with these words.

However, he was always humble and naturally wouldn't put on airs in front of Sun Tao, so he quickly said politely, "Commander, you flatter me."

"What's so serious about that?"

"Everything I said makes sense."

After Sun Tao finished speaking, he turned around and left, raising his hand and waving it behind his back to Yang Song.

Yang Song watched the commander walk away, and he could clearly feel that the commander's back had become a little hunched.

Just fifteen minutes ago, Sun Tao was a confused fool who couldn't see others clearly or understand himself.

You only exchanged a few words with him, and he became completely sober, no longer as foolish as before.

Without prescribing a single prescription or administering any medicine, he cured his mental illness with just a few words—truly a miracle doctor's skill!

[Reward: Eight days of cultivation points]

"...I give up."

Yang Song twitched the corner of his mouth, took out the key from his waist bag, and was about to open the door when he suddenly thought of Lu Dashan and his son.

He needed to find the two men to prevent them from spreading the news of his nighttime visit to Black Wind Stronghold.

Once the people of the city learn of this, he will surely incur the revenge of the Blissful Cult, and then things will be terrible.

Although Lu Dashan and his son have returned home, the thought of their situation still weighs on your heart like a stone.

I can't feel at ease without seeing it with my own eyes.

Why do you always have other people on your mind, completely forgetting about yourself?

You're already exhausted from all the running around, yet you still have to go to all that trouble for others. Why can't you learn to be kinder to yourself?

[Reward: Ten days of cultivation points]

Yang Song sighed inwardly.

He's used to selflessly helping others, and he can't change it!

He pulled the key out of the brass lock and turned to walk towards Huichun Hall.

About 15 minutes later, we arrived at the back door of Huichuntang.

Huichuntang, with its front shop and back residence, occupies a vast area and is the foundation accumulated by generations of doctors who have practiced medicine and helped people.

Yang Song raised his hand, patted the door, and called out a few times.

After waiting for a while, a series of hurried and heavy footsteps came from inside the door.

"Officer Yang, what brings you here?"

Lu Dashan opened the door, a bright smile spreading across his face.

Yang Song said, "I've come to tell you something."

Lu Dashan's heart sank, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Could it be that Yang Song wants his Huichuntang?

However, Lu Dashan immediately rejected the idea.

Yang Song is definitely not that kind of person!

He could no longer judge this person of noble character with his petty mind!

"Officer Yang, what's the matter?"

Lu Dashan asked cautiously.

Yang Song's face darkened, and he said with an extremely serious expression, "Don't mention my trip to Black Wind Stronghold to anyone. Keep your mouth shut!"

Lu Dashan was startled, taken aback by Yang Song's expression.

He immediately assured them, "Officer Yang, I will absolutely, positively keep this a secret and will not reveal a single word to anyone!"

Yang Song added, "Tomorrow morning, I'll go with you to Black Wind Village to bring back that batch of medicinal herbs."

Lu Dashan quickly declined, saying, "Officer Yang, I can handle this myself, why trouble you?"

"I'm afraid you'll leave some clues that will allow people to trace you back to where you are."

What a shrewd man Lu Dashan is!

Although Yang Song didn't explain it clearly, he could tell that this matter was not simple.

He didn't ask any more questions; he just did as Yang Song said.

Asking too many questions will only cause you trouble!

"Officer Yang, I'll hitch up the carriage tonight and head out of the city to pick up that batch of medicinal herbs as soon as the city gates open."

"Alright, let's meet at the city gate tomorrow morning."

Yang Song asked, "By the way, how is Brother Lu?"

"He's already asleep. He was too frightened today and cried several times when he got back." Lu Dashan shook his head. "This kid usually seems fearless, but he's still just a child after all. He can't compare to your maturity beyond your years."

Yang Song smiled and stopped being modest.

Lu Dashan was stating the facts, not flattering or ingratiating himself. Why should he be polite?

"When Brother Lu wakes up tomorrow, tell him not to mention tonight's events to anyone, including the fact that he was kidnapped by Black Wind Stronghold... no, that's not right."

After thinking it over carefully, Yang Song realized that all the martial arts masters in Huichuntang were dead, and this matter could not be kept secret.

"Here's what you'll do: tell the outside world that Black Wind Stronghold killed your Huichun Hall's martial arts master, robbed your medicinal herbs, and kidnapped Lu Qiyang to the mountain, but you paid silver to ransom him."

Lu Dashan nodded repeatedly: "I understand."

"Some strange people might ask you questions in the future. Just say what I told you, and don't say anything else."

Lu Dashan's heart sank. This matter was indeed not simple, and he wondered what kind of disaster it would bring.

Yang Song thought for a moment, gave Lu Dashan a few more instructions, and then turned and walked home.

The thing Lu Dashan was most proud of in his life was having a son, Lu Qiyang.

He believed that his son was exceptionally talented and would surely achieve great things in the future.

But ever since he met you, this father has lost all confidence, and his hopes for his son to succeed have shattered.

[Reward: Seven days of cultivation points]