Chapter 22: The Original Words Returned

  The Zhang family rushed forward to help up Zhang Yuehan who had fallen to the ground, their faces all bearing complex expressions.

  Zhang Yan stepped forward and asked in a soft voice: "Daughter, what you just said is true? You and Lu Fan really...?"

  Zhang Yuehan's mouth was bleeding at the corner, her hair disheveled, and she gritted her teeth: "Father, don't say anything more."

  "Alright, let's not talk about it now. We can discuss it when we get back."

  The Zhang family hastily left the scene. The others in the family were whispering to each other, and various discussions could still be vaguely heard.

  "It turns out Zhang Yuehan and Lu Fan were close before."

  "Wasn't she with Lu Ming just a while ago? First with Lu Fan, then with Lu Ming, this woman has a problem with her character."

  "Looking at her, she seems so innocent, but unexpectedly, she's actually this kind of person inside."

  "Alas, the world is in decline."

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  Zhang Yuexuan's face turned red with anger. She never thought that her words, spoken in a moment of desperation, would lead to her downfall. And to make matters worse, she had lost to Lu Fan.

  The double blow made Zhang Yuehan's whole body tremble, and the Zhang family also felt that they had lost face, not saying a word, quickly leaving.

  The Mo family originally thought they were the losers this time, but seeing the Zhang family's situation seemed even more miserable.

  Mo Tian turned his head and looked at Mo Yunfei, saying: "Yunfei, you haven't gotten along well with Zhang Yuehan, have you?"

  Mo Yunfei slowly said: "Almost."

  Mo Tian's eyes immediately turned sharp and he said, "It's better if nothing good happens. From now on, stay away from this woman."

  Mo Yunfei nodded understandingly and said, "Yes."

  Mo Tian stood up and left with the Mo family. The host announced Lu Fan's victory at the indication of Lu Hao Ran.

  Mo Yunfei turned his head and took a look at Lu Fan when he was about to leave. Although there was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, he also felt convinced.

  Compared with Lu Ming, Mo Yunfei still has a bit of a martial artist's demeanor.

  Mumbling to himself, Mo Yunfei said: "Lu Fan, this time you win. Next time wait for me to practice my gongfu, and then we'll have a rematch."

  Mo Lin, who was beside him, heard his son's muttering and smiled as he patted Mo Yunfei on the shoulder.

  On stage, Lu Fan waved his hand at the Lu family, and immediately the Lu family's children let out a thunderous shout.

  From today on, Lu Fan's name will become a legend in Jianglin City. Countless people will come to the hall to witness how Lu Fan transformed from a waste into the current genius.

  It's like a fish transforming into a dragon, awakening overnight.

  Still hiding and not revealing, already having a premeditated plan.

  It is believed that from tomorrow on, countless legendary stories about Lu Fan will spread far and wide.

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  At night, there is a grand feast with music and dance filling the sky.

  Tonight is a night that belongs to the Lu family, and it belongs to Lu Fan. The whole Lu family has begun to celebrate wildly.

  At the main table, Lu Fan and his father sat on either side of Lu Haoran, who was visibly delighted and slightly drunk.

  When people drink more, they tend to talk more too.

  Lu Hao Ran pulled Lu Fan and kept talking about his adventures in the past, such as sneaking into Qing Lou eighteen courtyards at night, drawing swords to gamble and fighting until dawn.

  Three or four stories were told back and forth by Lu Hao Ran for several hours, and Lu Fan couldn't leave, so he sat there listening, laughing happily beside him. It was clear that he had also suffered such hardships before, and now seeing Lu Fan going through the same experience, how could he not feel a sense of schadenfreude.

  The young men of Lu's family kept coming over to toast him, and Lu Fan nodded in response.

  One evening, Lu Fan heard the most, was not Lu Haoran's story. But an apology from a fellow member of the Lu family.

  Almost everyone who came over would say a sentence: "Lu Fan, I'm sorry. At first, it was my fault for underestimating you, but you are the pillar of the Lu family, and I will punish myself with three cups."

  Lu Fan listened quietly, and at some point in the past, he had thought that one day he would make those who had humiliated him line up before him to apologize.

  But when he really did it, he felt it was unnecessary.

  He even now feels he should be grateful for those years of hardship.

  It was these hardships that forged his resilience, and it was also these hardships that made his martial arts.

  Suddenly, a familiar figure came over, and it was actually Lu Tianxia, who had been beaten by Lu Fan.

  With a sturdy back and waist, he stood upright with his wine cup in hand. Lu Tian Ge came before Lu Fan, bowed first, and said: "Lu Fan, I once scolded you as a good-for-nothing, now I know that I was wrong, terribly wrong. I don't ask for your forgiveness, I just want to apologize to you. The Lu family's Lu Fan is a genius, not a good-for-nothing. From now on, whoever dares to say anything bad about you again, I, Lu Tian Ge, will be the first to disagree."

  When he finished speaking, Lu Fan poured the wine in his cup directly onto his face, then bowed deeply to Lu Fan again before striding away.

  Lu Hao Ran smiled and said: "Lu Fan, I didn't expect that your battle today would make the entire Lu family look up to you."

  "Perhaps," Lu Fan said with a light smile.

  Just then, Lu Feng walked over with a gloomy expression. Lu Haoran invited him to sit down and asked: "Where's Lu Ming? Why didn't he come?"

  Lu Feng said: "Lu Ming returned to Wu Dao Academy overnight."

  Lu Haoran furrowed his brow and said: "Can't even face such a small blow, are you going to run back to the academy?"

  Upon hearing this, Dao said: "Father, Lu Ming is still a young man with a lot of vigor and vitality after all. This blow is indeed quite heavy for him. Let's just go back to the academy."

  Lu Haoran was still a bit unhappy. In Lu Haoran's view, the one who should apologize to Lu Fan the most was Lu Ming, but unexpectedly, Lu Ming had left.

  Lu Feng seemed to know Lu Haoran's thoughts, picked up his wine glass and said to Lu Fan: "Lu Fan, I apologize to you on behalf of Lu Ming. Hope you won't hold it against him. We're all family, no need to bear grudges."

  Lu Fan's face remained calm as he slowly nodded and also picked up his wine cup to drink it all in one gulp.

  At this time, a guard rushed over and saluted Lu Hao Ran with his fists: "Report to the master, there is someone outside looking for Young Master Lu Fan."

  "Who is it? If it's someone coming to offer congratulations, then forget it. Didn't we already decline them tonight? If you want to offer congratulations, come back tomorrow."

  The guard replied: "It's Miss Zhang Yuehan from the Zhang family."

  Lu Hao Ran slightly froze, then turned his head to look at Lu Fan.

  He furrowed his brow slightly, thought for a moment, stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

  "At this time, a voice said: 'Lu Fan, remember, you are going to achieve great things. Zhang Yuehan is not suitable for you.'"

  Lu Fan nodded understandingly and said, "Don't worry, Father. I know what to do."

  Having finished speaking, Lu Fan strode outwards with large steps.

  Lu Hao Ran suddenly called out to the guard and said in a low voice, "You stand closer from now on. Remember every word that the two of them say, then come back and report it to me truthfully."

  The guard responded in a low voice and quickly left.

  Night, with cool breeze, a woman outside the door, her long hair dancing in the wind.

  Zhang Yuehan stood at the entrance of the Lu family, her long gown sweeping the ground, her expression tinged with sorrow. Tonight she seemed to have put on some makeup, lightly applying powder and mascara, her slender eyebrows slightly arched.

  Her crimson lips were radiant in the moonlight, and when Lu Fan saw Zhang Yuehan, his expression suddenly changed.

  She was dressed like this, Lu Fan had seen it before. He vaguely remembered that it was also on a night like this that he met Zhang Yuehan with the medicine his father had managed to get for him. Then, all the medicine was given to Zhang Yuehan.

  Standing at the door, Lu Fan looked at Zhang Yuehan and said, "What did you find me for?"

  "Lu Fan, I want to talk to you about something. Why don't we go to that shop at the end of Chengmen Avenue? We can have a drink and sit down for a chat, okay?"

  Lu Fan calmly said: "If there's anything you want to say, just say it here."

  Zhang Yuexuan bit her lip and took a step forward, wanting to pull up Lu Fan's hand.

  Lu Fan quietly dodged and looked at Zhang Yuehan: "Miss Yuehan, take care of yourself."

  Zhang Yuehan's eyes were filled with sorrow as she said: "Lu Fan, I'm sorry. Can we start over?"

  Lu Fan looked up at Zhang Yuehan, suddenly smiled and said slowly: "Zhang Yuehan, if you came here tonight just to tell me this. Then, you can go back now."

  Zhang Yuhan said: "Lu Fan, what do you want me to do for you to forgive me."

  Lu Fan said calmly: "It's not a matter of forgiveness or not, Miss Zhang Yuehan, it's late at night, you can go back if there's nothing else."

  Lu Fan's words were pointed, and Zhang Yuehan's eyes flickered slightly as she said, "You know I have something on?"

  Lu Fangdao said, "Why don't you know? Your father Zhang Yan made a bet with my grandfather, the stake was 100,000 gold coins. You came here for the purpose of asking me to plead on your behalf, either to extend the deadline or reduce the amount, right?"

  Lu Fan's gaze, which seemed to see through everything, caused Zhang Yuehan to involuntarily take a step back.

  Zhang Yuehan said: "Lu Fan, I didn't know you were so clever, how come I had no idea before."

  "You don't know much more than that."

  Zhang Yuehan gritted her teeth and said, "Then are you willing to help me? Your reputation is now at its peak, just one word from you might be able to get the bet waived. Lu Fan, what do you want me to do, I'll...".

  Lu Fan interrupted Zhang Yuehan's words, saying: "I can only tell you that I will help you say a word. Zhang Yuehan, people shouldn't be so humble, many things in the world are not transactions, asking others is not as good as asking oneself."

  Lu Fan finished speaking and turned around to leave.

  Zhang Yuehan's voice trembled as she said, "You say I'm despicable?"

  Lu Fan turned his head and looked at Zhang Yuehan: "I said so much, but you only heard these two words?"

  "Lu Fan, is it really impossible for us to have any chance between us again?"

  Lu Fan thought for a moment and said: "Zhang Yuehan, from today on, our identities will be worlds apart. Be realistic, you also know that it's impossible between us anymore, goodbye."

  Lu Fan's words were like a heavy hammer hitting Zhang Yuehan's heart, these two sentences were what she said when she broke up with Lu Fan back then.

  Now, Lu Fan's words were returned to him.

  Every word was like a knife piercing her, and Lu Fan's calm gaze from head to toe made Zhang Yuehan extremely frustrated.

  Lu Fan quickly walked away and waved his hand for the guards to close the large gate.

  Zhang Yuehan stood still, watching as the iron gate blocked Lu Fan's figure.

  Little by little, Zhang Yuehan's eyes suddenly turned red, and then resentment and venom grew in her eyes.

  In an instant, Zhang Yuehan quickly walked away.