The Rebirth of the Legendary King

The Rebirth of the Legendary King
Always Have a Big Fan


Since Ling chose the right stone, the elder could not say anything. He looked at Ling deeply before coming out from there.


The other three people looked at Ling in shock. They did not expect Ling to choose exactly. Though from the looks of it, Ling chose originally.


"The three of you also rest. We still have a mission tomorrow," Zhuo Xia softly said.


The three of them obeyed and left.


After the three of them left, Ling sat down on the chair. He tucked Zhuo Xia's hair behind his ears. After that he said, "Xia, Mei Mengyi called me."


"Chen's family?" guess Zhuo Xia.


"Even I can't hide it from you" Ling said.


He could feel a cold aura from the woman in front of him, as if he had long since become the leader. Though Ling had lived two lives quietly, but what was wrong with Zhuo Xia?


"I have assigned Zhuo Nan to take care of this matter. Chairman Dai and the others couldn't do it. Let her meet A Shui. After all the Chen Family has experienced this for a long time," Zhuo Xia softly said.


"You don't care even if you know?" asked Ling confusedly.


Zhuo Xia gave the document in his hands, "If you don't give them pain, they will always depend on others."


Ling was unaware of the demonic glint in Zhuo Xia's eyes. This is an emotion that he has never expressed.


As Ling flipped through the document, the contents were the same as what Mei Mengyi had said. Ling put it down then looked at Zhuo Xia, "Xia, I recently had a dream. It was about fire. I stood in the fire with someone beside me. He wanted to rush to save me, but I still burned to death."


Ling didn't know if it was a dream or reality. Ever since he left Urban City, more and more strange scenes came to his mind.


"Ling," call Zhuo Xia softly.


"Yes?" Ling could see Zhuo Xia's face in front of him.


He put his lips to his lips and gave a warm feeling. At the moment Ling is like a lack of oxygen. He also felt a very bright light. However, it was like a blurry light in the end.


The gaze from Zhuo Xia's pitch-black eyes, loomed over him. The study room was very quiet. Occasional gusts of wind blew away Zhuo Xia's hair.


Zhuo Xia pulled his head and scattered himself into Ling's embrace. He said softly, "That's not going to happen. You're not gonna die."


His tone was very serious.


*


Next day.


Han Shuangfu had come to meet with Zhuo Xia. As he arrived, he saw Zhuo Nan and the others were having breakfast.


"Where is Brother Xia?" ask Han Shuangfu. He sat down and took bread to eat. On his shoulder was an orange cat.


"The three of us will carry out the mission with you. Young Miss did not come," Zhuo Nan replied as she ate her bread.


He looked at the cat on Han Shuangfu's shoulder in fear.


Chester also glanced at Zhuo Nan. His eyes were cold and sharp.


However, he suddenly raised his head and jumped off Han Shuangfu's shoulder.


"Hey! Chester!" exclaim Han Shuangfu. But Chester did not stop. He ignored Chester. He was somewhat upset with Zhuo Xia who was more concerned with Chester than his own brother.


Before he heard his reply, he saw a tall figure descending the stairs. As he looked, the man was also looking at him.


Han Shuangfu was very surprised. He no longer tasted the bread. He exclaimed, "Sister-in-law! It turns out you're here!"


"Yes," Ling replied as she gently stroked Chester. Then he took out an orange stone from his pocket and hung it around the cat's neck.


Chester glanced at the stone with disdain. But he still wears it because he has to.


"Sister Xia didn't even tell me you were here. Ck, I was just about to meet you after the mission," Han Shuangfu said.


Actually he wanted to say something else about the potion, but he undid his intentions.


"You didn't go on a mission?" zhuo Xia's question suddenly appeared.


Han Shuangfu felt his gaze was dangerous.


Han Shuangfu cleared her throat, "Sister-in-law, I'll meet you after the mission is over. Zhuo Kira, Zhuo Nan, Zhuo Ai, I'm waiting for you in the car outside."


After that, he left.


"I met Chester when I went abroad. I let him come with Shuangfu," Zhuo Xia said.


Ling nodded while thinking. He had told Chester to follow Bo Minghao, but he had not received any news. According to Chen Lin, he went for revenge.


Ling touched his chin. He thought about when he should visit Bo Minghao and asked about his injuries.


So, he did not realize that Zhuo Kira and the other two were looking at him with their mouths agape.


Now, the three of them came out and caught up with Han Shuangfu.


"Miss Han, do you know Young Master Chen?" ask Zhuo Kira.


They stared at Han Shuangfu sharply. They know he is talented and he is usually very arrogant. However, they saw clearly that Han Shuangfu looked very respectful towards Ling.


"You don't know?" han Shuangfu asked while raising an eyebrow.


"Know what?" ask Zhuo Kira.


"What do you think of Zhuo Shiaonian?" ask Han Shuangfu.


"I heard he can make high-level potions. He is strong, even very strong," Zhuo Kira replied. Two others also agreed. They knew Zhuo Shiaonian had the plaque of the Physician God. Before Zhuo Xia appeared overseas, Zhuo Shiaonian was number one here.


"What if there was someone who could concoct a potion of a level higher than Zhuo Shiaonian?" han Shuangfu asked with a smile.


"Don't tell me it's Young Master Chen?" ask Zhuo Ai.


Han Shuangfu did not answer. He was also still thinking about where Ling got the potion from. Looking from its purity, the potion was of a higher level than Zhuo Shiaonian herbs.


Zhuo Ai again said, "Miss Han, don't say this in front of Young Master Chen. You must know he's from Urban City. From his explanation, it was just a city for ordinary people. I also saw that he had no cultivation energy. He's a potion expert? Ah, not everyone can be Zhuo Shiaonian. Don't bring this up in front of Young Master Chen. He will definitely feel uncomfortable. Miss, if you dare to mention Miss Zhuo Shiaonian in front of Young Master Chen, then I'm the first one to beat you up."


Han Shuangfu was silent. He pondered for a moment.


He thought, wherever Ling is, wherever he is, he must always have a big fan.