Urban All-Round Master

Cang Zhou spoke from the heart; actually, both Hua Tiandu and Cang Zhou are hot-blooded men with strong character, honest people without cunning intentions. It’s just that Hua Tiandu was enthralled by Cang Jinyun, and with her stirring things up, dissatisfaction toward the Holy Hall arose in him.

”I know Beiming Yu has that kind of strength, but the key is that Beiming Yu isn’t one of us in the Holy Hall, right? The Holy Hall is something we—alongside Lin Zifeng—shed blood and sweat to build, literally at the cost of human lives. Yet now all the affairs, large and small, of the Holy Hall are controlled by that group of women, it’s making me really worried.”

Hua Tiandu did not hesitate, ultimately revealing the thoughts he wanted to express.

”Oh? Old Hua, why do I feel like your words have an underlying meaning? I can’t understand them.”

Cang Zhou’s expression slowly changed, sensing that Hua Tiandu’s words tasted odd, unsure what’s amiss, but feeling it doesn’t sit well.

”Old Cang, to speak frankly, there’s always been something on my mind, and I’m not afraid to share it with you. We’ve followed Lin Zifeng to fight for our world, and have encountered various people, including traitors who were ungrateful and treacherous.

Now that Lin Zifeng is missing, all affairs of the Holy Hall are handled solely by Beiming Yu. I’m worried that, over time, all support within the Holy Hall will shift toward her alone, and it will be difficult for us when Lin Zifeng returns.”

”Old Hua, what do you mean??”

Cang Zhou, while eating meat heartily, immediately put down his chopsticks, somewhat displeased by Hua Tiandu’s words.

The Holy Hall has always relied on the power of unity, and Hua Tiandu’s words clearly point to something, leaving even Cang Zhou, not the dullest, to grasp the meaning.

”Old Cang, why so agitated? Although I know my words might not be pleasant, they are nothing but the facts. I realize you don’t like hearing them, but I’m even less willing to acknowledge the truth and think ahead.”

”Think about it; nowadays, our sister-in-law is pregnant, leaving Beiming Yu fully in charge of Holy Hall affairs, while Zhang Mengjie manages Huayu Group matters. Of course, we trust Zhang Mengjie, given how Zhang Mengjie risked her life for Lin Zifeng numerous times,

and that’s the undeniable truth. The real issue is since the beginning, Beiming Yu has had other plans for our Holy Hall. Initially, Beiming Yu managed only the Beiming Mansion and Beiming Family.

At the time, Lin Zifeng mentioned that Beiming Yu is extraordinary, and while she utilized him, he also utilized her. Now, with Lin Zifeng missing and his life uncertain, I fear Beiming Yu might seize this opportunity to control our Holy Hall, and once the public sides with her, all we’ve fought so hard for alongside Lin Zifeng will be lost.”

These words made Cang Zhou’s face grow heavy, increasingly feeling uneasy, as Beiming Yu is just too mysterious; to the point where the Eastern King within the mansion was only revealed later.

Lin Zifeng mentioned before that Beiming Yu is no ordinary person, and at the time, Beiming Yu indeed used him to pry open the Lin Family, as well as eliminate several other major families.

Indeed...

Beiming Yu did Lin Zifeng a tremendous favor by removing several large powers and major families in Yanjing, but had it not been for the Supreme Emperor’s desperation in obliterating the Lin Family, who knows if she would’ve arranged for Lin Zifeng to contend with the Lin Family.

Hearing Hua Tiandu’s words brought him a sudden clarity; firstly, Beiming Yu is older than Lin Zifeng, and they have no romantic involvement. Secondly, in just a few decades, Beiming Yu was able to establish a presence comparable to a millennium-old family in Yanjing, revealing the woman’s mysteriousness and her strong, forceful management.

Now focusing entirely on the Holy Hall, anyone would find it strange, sensing there’s something fishy going on.

If anyone claims Beiming Yu has no designs on the Holy Hall, Cang Zhou would never believe it.

Why would someone with no personal connection to the Holy Hall devote themselves wholly to supporting it, helping it, yet allow their own established family to collapse without intervention? Anyone clever enough would understand...

”Old Cang, brother, I know these words are not my place to speak, but since we followed Lin Zifeng, fought together, lived and died together, some things I must say. Outside of my brothers, with whom else could I share these heartfelt words?

Because I’m afraid, because I’m part of the Holy Hall, because I fought alongside Lin Zifeng, watching the rise of the Holy Hall. If I were careless with my words and confided in someone else, then what would be the point of being Hua Tiandu?

Tonight, consider these words just a few complaints, but old Cang, we watched the Holy Hall grow; it’s like our child, growing step by step. I truthfully don’t want to see, on the day Lin Zifeng returns, the Holy Hall having lost its original charm and passionate days.”

At this point, to set the mood, Hua Tiandu grabbed a glass of wine, sent it to his mouth, and downed it in one go, then forcefully wiped his mouth.

At this moment, the atmosphere between the two became particularly heavy.

The hotpot before them bubbled noisily, but Cang Zhou lost all interest in eating, continuously smoking and pondering the future of the Holy Hall, and Beiming Yu...

Amid Cang Zhou’s persistent smoking, remaining silent, Hua Tiandu waited, waited for him to speak, especially as Cang Zhou lowered his head in thought, sensing what Cang Zhou might want to say next.

”Old Hua, this is a serious matter. I understand your concerns, which are also my worries. But the problem is, now that Lin Zifeng is missing, the Holy Hall is already unstable, and if we drag the Holy Hall down now, it might make it even harder to stabilize.”

Cang Zhou lifted his gaze to him.

Feeling greatly conflicted; despite the possibility of Beiming Yu posing a threat to the Holy Hall, the fact remains... the Holy Hall is currently unstable, and any issues arising now might further unsettle morale within the Hall.

”I understand your worries, but how am I not considering this as well? So tonight, with frustration and discontent, I pulled you out for a drink and meal, just to talk out my feelings.”

With a face full of helplessness, Hua Tiandu shook his head, grabbed the wine glass again, downing it all in one go, feeling particularly discontent...

”Tiandu, I know you’re cleverer than me, with a quicker mind. Tell me, how should we address this issue? I, Cang Zhou, shall heed your advice.”

Cang Zhou decided to go for it, thinking it better to be straightforward. With no solution in mind, following Hua Tiandu’s lead seems prudent.

Moreover, before joining the Holy Hall, they were life-and-death brothers, and he now trusts Hua Tiandu deeply.

”Ah, old Cang, you always shove things onto me. I’m at a greater loss now than you.”

Hua Tiandu shook his head, saying, ”Right now, everyone in the Holy Hall is full of admiration for Beiming Yu, and what are we even worth?”