My Professions Have Too Much Personality - Chapter 109 - 99: Only the Past Life, Not the Present! The Face of Great Venerable Red Flame Thunder Resonator
Chapter 109: Chapter 99: Only the Past Life, Not the Present! The Face of Great Venerable Red Flame Thunder Resonator
Su Chen was speechless. He said in a low voice, “Elder Yuan…”
“You don’t recognize me?” The man seemed somewhat displeased, his tiger-like eyes glaring at Su Chen.
“Er…” Su Chen hesitated.
“Alright, Old Yuan, stop teasing the junior,” Sang Hanhai said, shaking his head.
The elder snorted coldly. “What kind of teacher is that little brat Yuan Chenyang? You were his student for a while, yet he never even mentioned me.”
Realization dawned on Su Chen, and a shiver ran down his spine. “So you’re the Judicial Court’s famous Third Judge, Yuan Poshan!”
Old Yuan really hadn’t told him the man’s specific name.
According to the original plan, this man was supposed to be his backer. Things were a little awkward now.
“I’m not going to eat you. You aren’t afraid of Xia Hanshi, so why be afraid of me? My reputation is much better than his.” Yuan Poshan’s tone was hard to read, but it held a hint of sourness.
Su Chen just gave a wry smile and said nothing.
“Su Chen, you should head back for now. Come again when you have time,” Sang Hanhai said, smoothing things over.
Su Chen quickly excused himself and hurried away under Yuan Poshan’s gaze.
“The little brat runs fast,” Yuan Poshan said, his expression displeased.
“He’s just a junior. There’s no need to take it out on him,” Sang Hanhai sighed.
“I’m not taking it out on him. I’m just a little annoyed,” Yuan Poshan said, shaking his head.
“If you’re annoyed, go find Xia Hanshi,” Sang Hanhai pointed out. “If you can’t beat him, bullying his student is just embarrassing.”
“When did I bully him?” Yuan Poshan was a bit baffled. “Old Sang, why are you always defending him?”
’Wait, why was he here in the first place?’ Yuan Poshan finally realized.
“It was about that Holy Word Stone from Southwind. He came to remind me not to forget to give Southwind a copy after it’s deciphered. Isn’t the current Southwind City Lord your student? He still remembers that connection,” Sang Hanhai explained.
“Besides, he’s a Celestial-Appointed Translator. In just three short days, he’s already helped me mostly decipher this profession.”
“There’s that, too?” Yuan Poshan was stunned, then said wistfully, “Xiao Yuan has contacted me many times, stressing that this matter wasn’t Su Chen’s fault and that he couldn’t do anything about it. Every word was in Su Chen’s defense.”
“And that little girl I just took in has also been speaking up for him. The kid really is quite something.”
A glint flashed in Sang Hanhai’s eyes. “Want to snatch him back? That old coot Xia Hanshi has his obsessions. We can’t let a talent like this be ruined in his hands. He’s a Double Red Gold, after all.”
Yuan Poshan frowned for a long time before shaking his head. “Forget it. No matter how you look at it, it was Su Chen’s own choice. Besides, Xiao Yuan is the Southwind City Lord now, and there are more and more talented people. A Red Gold isn’t that rare anymore.”
“A Double Red Gold is still rare,” Sang Hanhai scoffed. “Aren’t you just soft on them because you’re in their debt? If you had really wanted to fight for him back then, you never would have let Yuan Chenyang take the position of Southwind City Lord.”
Yuan Poshan didn’t argue. A Red Gold talent versus the position of a City Lord—which was more important?
It was hard to weigh, but once you factored in Xia Hanshi, the choice became very easy.
“Let’s not talk about him anymore.” Yuan Poshan reached into his coat and, just like that, pulled out a Holy Word Stone, handing it to Sang Hanhai. “Take a look. Just found it.”
“You just carried it over like that?” Sang Hanhai’s face flushed with anger. He snatched it and carefully handed it to a staff member nearby.
“It’s not like it’ll break.” Yuan Poshan was completely unconcerned. He turned and started to leave. “Remember to inform me if you find anything.”
***
’That big shot… he probably won’t hold a grudge against me,’ Su Chen thought as he boarded the hovercar, glancing back at the Translation Department.
On the way here, Yuan Chenyang had mentioned the matter, puffing out his chest and promising that he wouldn’t let his teacher give Su Chen a hard time.
’He was probably just teasing me a bit.’
As he was thinking, a panel gradually appeared—
[…The Saint, the Scholar, and the Wise Man were enjoying a pleasant chat. They decided to weaken the second inauguration requirement, “personally save a thousand people,” further, changing it to “personally help a hundred people.”]
’Save” changed to “help”? And it was weakened to a hundred people.’ Su Chen was surprised. This would lower the difficulty considerably.
But there was no change to the most troublesome requirement: “do not kill living beings.” If that didn’t change, completing all the other requirements was useless.
’So this is all the influence my old friend has.’
However, to his surprise, the panel hadn’t finished—
[Their conversation ended, but the Saint sensed a gaze looking down from above. He looked up to see the Great Venerable Red Flame Thunder Resonator seated high above and was immediately filled with reverence.
Only then did he discover that you had not killed once in your entire life, not even a creature with insufficient spirituality. This is truly pure and utterly kind. He has decided to erase the “do not kill living beings” requirement.]
’Pure and utterly kind?’
Su Chen’s expression was strange, but on second thought… ’That’s right! In my past life, I was pure and utterly kind!’
’Oh… I think I killed some mosquitoes, but they probably don’t count as spiritual beings.’
The Saint was turning a blind eye, looking only at his past life and not his present one.
A grin spread across Su Chen’s face. ’With the Great Venerable Red Flame Thunder Resonator involved, who wouldn’t have to show some respect?’
The hovercar stopped in front of his hotel. Before he even got out, Su Chen saw three burly men in black suits standing by the entrance.
They didn’t look like hotel security. They were looking around as if searching for someone.
He didn’t pay them much mind at first. He said goodbye to the driver and got out.
Who would have thought that the three men’s gazes would immediately lock onto him? They glanced at each other and nodded, as if confirming his identity.
’Are they here for me?’
Su Chen noticed the men’s subtle gestures and stopped in his tracks.
After confirming his identity, the three walked over. The leader’s attitude wasn’t exactly casual, but it wasn’t polite either. “Excuse me, are you Sir Su Chen?”
’Their Life Magnetic Fields aren’t weak. They’re all Professionals, even if they’re only Tier One…’ Su Chen sized them up. “I am. And you are?”
“We are under orders to invite you to a banquet,” one of them replied.
