While Lin Chong was talking to Aunt Meng, girls such as Su Miao, Feng Nan, Yukino, etc. all raised their ears and listened with all their attention, fearing that they would miss even a word.

Gossip is a woman's nature, and even if she is as good as hers, she cannot avoid the vulgarity.

Not everyone is qualified to listen to the gossip of Du Huaizhen, the martial saint of Zhenguo.

Facing Lin Chong's denial, Aunt Meng smiled and deliberately put on the airs of her seniors. She said in an old-fashioned manner: "Brother Lin, don't say so absolutely. As the saying goes, the authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear. You are in the situation, so naturally there is no

I, an outsider, can see clearly."

Lin Chong was speechless, but he didn't want to argue with Aunt Meng, so that it was meaningless. He simply spread his hands: "Okay, what's your opinion? I'll listen carefully."

"Wait for me to sort it out."

Aunt Meng returned to her original position and sat down, without speaking immediately, as if she was brewing words.

After a while, she said slowly: "Brother Lin, if I remember correctly, you seem to be an orphan, right?"

Lin’s key point: “Yes.”

"Never met my parents?"

"right."

"Don't you think that compared to your life experience, your martial arts qualifications are too amazing? You only started to be exposed to martial arts in your teens. Without the guidance of your master, you have become the youngest master of Danjin in just a few years. This is unprecedented.

Not everyone can do this miracle.” Aunt Meng said slowly.

Lin Chong raised his eyebrows: "What you mean is that the success I have today has nothing to do with my personal efforts, but comes from my parents' inheritance?"

"If you want to achieve something in the martial arts path, although hard work is indispensable, qualifications are more important."

Aunt Meng's expression was calm, as if she could not hear the irony hidden in Lin Chong's words: "Brother Lin, please ask yourself, there are thousands of warriors in the world, why are you the only one who can emerge from a new force?"

Lin Chong was speechless immediately.

He had to admit that Aunt Meng made a point.

"I don't know who my parents are, they may be fragile mortals, or powerful warriors, and my talent may indeed come from them."

Lin Chong first agreed with Aunt Meng’s speculation, and then suddenly changed his tone: “Even so, it cannot prove that I am related to Your Excellency Du Huaizhen.”

"What kind of person is Mr. Du Huaizhen in your eyes?"

Aunt Meng gave Lin Chong a look of calmness, then turned to ask Su Miao and Feng Nan who were listening quietly.

The two women lived in the capital for many years and had contact with many big names, so they had the most say in this issue.

Su Miao was wiping the water stains on the clothes with a handkerchief. He paused when he heard this and said thoughtfully: "It seems that since I can remember, Lord Du Huaizhen has lived in Zhige Garden, but he is very mysterious and lives in vain.

, he rarely appears in public and never participates in various activities organized by the Wu League and the Shijia family. For the residents of the capital, he is more like a symbol, rather than a real person."

"Because of work, I have met His Excellency Du Huaizhen several times. The first time was eight years ago, when he still retained a bit of the aura of being a human being."

Feng Nan took the conversation, his eyes flashing with a light of thought: "But, when I saw him again a few days ago, I almost couldn't recognize him. The feeling he gave me was like a god far away from the world, high above,

Indifferent and ruthless, he regards everything like ant, and he does not care about everything in the world."

After the two girls finished speaking, Aunt Meng looked at Lin Chong again: "Brother Lin, do you think they are right?"

Lin Chong's mind saw a meeting with Du Huaizhen and nodded slightly: "Your Excellency Du Huaizhen has nothing else in his heart except martial arts."

"I know better about Your Excellency Du Huaizhen than you."

Aunt Meng's eyes drooped and fell into memories: "I used to be the Supreme Elder of the Guanghan Sect and had dealt with the Wu Alliance many times. Du Huaizhen used to be definitely not like this now, and she was like a different person."

"He told me that there is another realm above Gangjin, called Taishang Forgetting. If you want to enter the Taishang Forgetting situation, you must cut off all bonds with the mundane world."

Lin Chong looked around, his eyes flashed across the faces of the girls, and finally stopped on Aunt Meng's face: "He also said that what he pursued was not to cut off his emotions, but to find the original and see the truth, and to abandon those external objects that hindered his progress.

Only retain the purest heart.”

Aunt Meng's body was shocked, and a look of surprise appeared on her face for the first time: "Have he even told you this kind of thing?"

Lin Chong was silent.

"I am more and more convinced that you are the illegitimate son of Your Excellency Du Huaizhen."

Aunt Meng's eyes shined, that was the excitement of knowing some kind of secret: "Otherwise, how can he explain it, he could even let go of the Martial Alliance he founded, even his loyal subordinates could abandon them, and even his own disciples could ignore them.

, but he treats you differently?"

Aunt Meng's attitude was so firm that even Su Miao and Feng Nan who were watching the show next to her couldn't help but nod in agreement.

“There is only one problem.”

Lin Chong decided to let Aunt Meng give up completely, so he raised a finger and asked back: "Your Excellency Du Huaizhen is over 130 years old. In recent decades, he has been in seclusion in Zhige Garden for inseparable practice.

I am his illegitimate son, when did he give birth to me?"

Aunt Meng was stunned for a moment.

She opened her mouth and wanted to answer, but she didn't know how to speak.

Because of this question raised by Lin Chong, it can be said to be directed at the core and is fatal to one blow.

Seeing Aunt Meng's face depressed, Lin Chong couldn't help but laugh and gave her a stance: "Actually, your reasoning direction was wrong from the beginning. The reason why Your Excellency Du Huaizhen chose me was just because I am the most suitable to inherit his position.

That's all."

"How do you know?"

Aunt Meng was still a little dissatisfied.

Lin Chong shrugged: "He told me in person."

Aunt Meng was even more speechless and muttered: "This reason is too far-fetched, right? It's completely unconvincing."

"At the realm of Your Excellency Du Huaizhen, when dealing with people, you should pay attention to doing whatever you want, without any taboos, and you don't need any reason at all."

Lin Chong said seriously: "Although I don't agree with some of his practices, I have to admit that he has a convincing demeanor and demeanor."

"You mean, I don't have it?"

Aunt Meng heard the soft nails in Lin Chong's words, rolled her eyes in anger, got up and walked out of the pavilion: "Forget it, you guys talk, I'll go practice."

She walked very quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving several girls in the pavilion looking at each other.

"You, Aunt Meng is an elder at least, can't she save some face?"
Chapter completed!