I Have A Dual World Seal

Chapter 1147: Chapter 1146: I’m an Idiot

When Zhao Xiaodao came to his senses, he realized the other party might not dare to do anything to him.

But who knows if this is all part of their plan?

Zhao Xiaodao’s eyes flickered as he began furiously hypothesizing, guessing the other party’s true intentions.

However, after going in circles, he couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

What am I worried about?

Seriously, Lu Zheng is an Immortal, alright? Even a reserve Immortal is still an Immortal. If they’re using the tactics meant for dealing with a top hypnotist to handle a reserve Immortal, how is that any different from seeking death?

What nonsense am I imagining?

Just tell Lu Zheng about this; if he’s too lazy to see them, I’ll send them away. If he wants to meet them, I can grab a small stool and prepare some peanuts, seeds, and soda, then sit back and enjoy the show.

"You guys wait."

Zhao Xiaodao said calmly, then walked a few steps away, pulled out his phone, and dialed Lu Zheng’s number.

Luckily, the call went through.

"Brother Lu?"

"What’s up?"

"A few psychologists, no, hypnotists have come looking for you."

"Hypnotists?" Lu Zheng’s eyes sparkled. "From Korea?"

"No, from the Lighthouse Country. Do you remember John? The guy responsible for Zhang Weili’s title fight at UFC."

"Him? Oh, right, he shouldn’t be able to talk yet."

"Yes, he’s been seeking treatment everywhere. He was eventually diagnosed as hypnotized, catching the interest of several skilled hypnotists, no, psychologists from the Lighthouse Country. They’ve been treating him jointly for half a year without results, so they’ve come here."

Zhao Xiaodao said, "One of the psychologists, no, hypnotists told me this. I can’t confirm the truth, but I suspect it might be related to the recent incident in Korea, as they clearly recognize me."

"I see."

In the flat’s kitchen, Lu Zheng was simmering meat, his phone floating automatically by his ear. "Got it. That John doesn’t deserve to die, and I happen to be free this afternoon, so I’ll head to Beidu."

"Those hypnotists might have ill intentions," Zhao Xiaodao warned.

"Hmm." Lu Zheng nodded, "Remind them my temper isn’t great."

Zhao Xiaodao agreed, especially since Lu Zheng just evaluated John by saying "doesn’t deserve to die."

Goodness, how is this punishment instantly a death sentence!

Zhao Xiaodao hung up the phone, glanced back at the group, his gaze indifferent as if looking at the dead.

Edward felt a chill, exchanged glances with Rick and Morris, then turned back with a warm smile, "Miss Zhao, how is it?"

Zhao Xiaodao nodded, "Go ahead and have lunch first. Come to the gym in the afternoon; my friend will be waiting for you."

Edward’s eyes flickered, slightly bowed, "Alright, thank you very much. We won’t disturb you two further, farewell."

...

Lu Zheng hung up the phone, then a trace of Phoenix Divine Fire floated around the ceramic jar, flashed and vanished, and a rich aroma of meat permeated the room.

"Dinner time!"

Lu Zheng picked up the ceramic jar and walked briskly into the living room, calling to Shen Ying and Si Lingxi, who were playing on their phones, "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, have a taste!"

Shen Ying’s phone blared out a "pentakill" sound, followed by the sound of a crystal explosion. She tossed the phone to a corner of the sofa, sniffed, "Smells so good, but it doesn’t have the authentic Buddha Jumps Over the Wall aroma?"

"Beef, mutton, pork, chicken, duck, goose, dog, donkey, deer." Lu Zheng chuckled, "Land Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, unlike the authentic version’s taste of ’freshness’, my take emphasizes ’fragrance’."

"It does smell wonderful."

Not just Shen Ying, even Si Lingxi put down her phone, swiftly appeared by the dining table, and uncovered the jar lid.

The lush aroma surpassed the previous scent, engulfing the room once more.

Si Lingxi sniffed, her eyes shimmering, glanced at Lu Zheng, and a playful smirk curled her lips before she pecked him on the corner of his lips.

"Hey?" Shen Ying blinked, grabbing Si Lingxi in an embrace, "Sister Lingxi, what’s up? How can a Buddha Jumps Over the Wall captivate you?"

Si Lingxi smiled effortlessly, "Because Lu Lang also stewed snake meat in it."

Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow, "Sent Qingyan home this morning, coincidentally met Guo the Third selling herbs. He caught a spotted pit viper in the mountains recently, so I bought it and stewed it."

"Tch!" Shen Ying scoffed, rolling her eyes, then sat on Lu Zheng’s other side, planting a sweet kiss on the opposite side of his lips before asking, "Did Zhao Xiaodao run into trouble?"

"Not his trouble." Lu Zheng shook his head, then recapped the recent events, "We’re free this afternoon, let’s go have fun in Beidu."

...

So when Edward and the others returned to the gym after 3 PM, they were ushered into a large office and saw Lu Zheng with his two beautiful companions.

Adversaries meet, and tension flares.

John saw Lu Zheng and immediately stepped forward, then... bowed deeply.

"Uh-uh!"

Whimpering, gesticulating wildly, tears streaming down, his waist like it had a motor, bowing repeatedly.

The gaze of Edward and his companions focused on Lu Zheng, especially his eyes, lips, and hands.

Lu Zheng smiled faintly, waved his hand, "Sorry, I forgot about your situation, but given your previous actions, a six-month speech restriction isn’t excessive."

"Not at all, not at all! It’s deserved, it’s deserved!" John nodded repeatedly, rushing to agree.

"Huh?"

The next moment, John froze, processing for a couple of seconds before his eyes lit up with surprise and joy, "I can speak now?"

Upon hearing his own words, he became ecstatic, bowing repeatedly to Lu Zheng, "Thank you! Thank you!"

Then he turned to bow toward Zhang Weili, "Miss... Miss Zhang, I’m so sorry, very sorry. I sincerely apologize for my selfishness before!"

Lu Zheng nodded, not beyond redemption.

But this feat of Lu Zheng’s startled Edward and the others, who had watched him closely, only seeing the hand wave and a single sentence, yet John’s subconscious lock was undone!

"Language lock?" Morris whispered, "Or action lock?"

"Effortless." Rick’s eyes narrowed, "Impressive, like the magical hypnotists in those colorful novels."

Edward’s eyes gleamed and he stepped forward, delivering a gentlemanly bow to Lu Zheng, his eyes blinking in a patterned manner while his hands made a slow cross before his chest, speaking politely, "Edward Craven."

Immediately, he continued, "I’m a fool."