Chapter 2710 - 1683: Brotherhood Lies Within the Heart

Chapter 2710: Chapter 1683: Brotherhood Lies Within the Heart

Jiang Chen didn’t hesitate, and decisively said: "I’ll sign the papers as soon as I get back to the company and let Luo Peng handle the engagement with you."

Principal Lu, although a bit disappointed, was content and showed a satisfied smile, "Jiang Chen, you’re straightforward, unlike that slippery fellow, Luo Peng."

He went ahead and brewed a cup of tea himself.

This time.

Jiang Chen didn’t refuse; ten billion is worth this cup of tea, he could afford it.

"Come, have some tea."

Principal Lu was all smiles.

After wandering around East University, Jiang Chen’s mood indeed greatly improved. Returning to Tianci Capital, as if losing ten billion meant nothing, he summoned Luo Peng.

Yet he didn’t mention the "debt collecting" by Principal Lu.

"Who, Enel?"

Decked out in a suit and blue tie, with hair perfectly groomed, Luo Peng was shocked to hear about his colleague’s encounter at the alma mater, then skeptical.

"You mean, without a shirt?"

Enel from One Piece always presented himself bare-chested.

"Get out."

Jiang Chen’s mood seemed effectively refreshed, his tone relaxed. Nothing different from usual, "She’s a woman."

"A woman calling herself Enel? This girl’s got quite the personality."

"Can someone not distinctive appreciate ’Cloud Theory’?"

"’Cloud Theory’? What’s that?"

Don’t blame Mr. Luo for lacking culture.

This book is indeed so esoteric; not only hasn’t it been read by 99% of people, but even the university presidents haven’t heard of it.

Of course.

Principal Lu is an exception.

Despite looking like an old child, he’s a well-read person, genuinely qualified for his position.

"Some afternoons suddenly fall back into the morning light of twenty years ago, like an elevator stuck between floors."

Boss Jiang waxed poetic for a moment.

Not right.

That girl on the terrace of the old library garden didn’t seem to mention this passage.

It seems her approach to Boss Jiang had a reason.

Even with a mask on, those in sync can always overcome useless barriers and attract each other.

"Hold it. What era is this? This stuff is outdated."

Luo Peng made an unapologetic middle finger gesture, seemingly disdainful, yet secretly envying Jiang Chen’s ’talent’.

Otherwise, back then, during that public class, he wouldn’t have asked Jiang Chen to help write a love letter to Luo Li’er, which then got caught by the teacher.

Thinking of this, Luo Peng couldn’t help but chuckle, then feel a bit sentimental.

It was like it happened just yesterday, vividly present, yet it is a distant story now.

But Luo Peng is not one to dwell on past emotions; each stage in life offers different scenery.

"You’re wearing a mask, and a girl still approached you? I kind of doubt it; are you bragging?"

He teased, "Don’t tell me it’s another new campus sweetheart."

"Common."

Jiang Chen remained expressionless, showing no intention of settling scores, "She just wanted to discuss literature."

"Is she good-looking?"

"Average."

Luo Peng nodded, "Makes sense, literary girls usually aren’t too pretty."

Speaking, he suddenly remembered something, and blurted out, "But come to think of it, how is it another surname Ai? You seem to have quite the fate with people named Ai."

Boss Jiang wasn’t embarrassed or evasive and acknowledged with a nod, "Who says otherwise."

Luo Peng smiled, truly healed scars never need hiding; they can be confidently displayed.

"Life sometimes can be more dramatic than TV shows. What do you think Ai Qian is doing now? What job is she doing? Staying at home? Running a little business? Or maybe already married?"

"If you want to know, you could directly ask Wei Chuyin; isn’t she downstairs?"

Luo Peng chuckled, "Why should I care? She’s your ex, not mine."

Speaking of which, Luo Peng couldn’t help but say, "Our old classmate has really changed a lot. Since joining Carefree, she never reached out to any of us. I asked Zhang Guangyi, she’s quite capable at work and works really hard, if I hadn’t seen her myself, I would doubt she wasn’t just someone with the same name."

Jiang Chen didn’t listen further to his ramblings.

"Thanks."

"What?"

Luo Peng looked confused.

Right.

Last night, Li Shuru came home late, allowing him to complete an extreme pull-off, wasn’t it also credited to Mr. Luo?

Someone who knows how to repay kindness, otherwise when Principal Lu asked for money, he wouldn’t have been careless.

A verbal thank-you lacks sincerity, so Jiang Chen reached out, opened the drawer under his desk, and took out an old yellowed tome, handing it to him.

Luo Peng puzzlingly took it, instinctively asking, "What’s this?"

No surprise.

Having not read ’Cloud Theory’, nor could he recognize the non-human civilization script on the cover.

Since it can’t be exchanged, we surely can’t just throw it away—what a waste, even if it doesn’t suit him—this is an authentic supreme Divine Skill.

Although the scenes in the dream are fake, didn’t The East Dominator unify the martial world with the "Sunflower Manual"?

Jiang Chen stared at Luo Peng intently, without uttering a word, his profound demeanor left Luo Peng feeling uneasy as he quickly reviewed his wrongdoings in his mind.

No way.

He hadn’t embezzled public funds or exploited subordinates through inappropriate means.

As for the cooperation promised to Principal Lu, it was clearly something he had forgotten.

"Why are you staring at me like that? Just say something, what’s this thing?"

"Shh."

Jiang Chen raised his hand, placing a finger on his lips.

Luo Peng frowned, even though there were only the two of them in the office, he couldn’t help but lower his voice, "What do you mean?"

As he spoke, he instinctively wanted to flip through the book in his hand, but Jiang Chen stopped him.

"Don’t look yet."

Jiang Chen’s gaze was solemn, mysteriously causing Luo Peng to grow tense, "You need to promise me, absolutely no leaking this out."

Luo Peng’s curiosity inflated like a balloon, immediately nodding without hesitation.

"I promise."

Jiang Chen seemed to believe him, speaking up.

"Have you seen these four characters?"

Luo Peng looked down, "Yes, I see them."

"Can’t understand them?"

Luo Peng looked up, "If I understood them, why would I ask you?"

Jiang Chen replied: "Nine Yang Divine Skill."

Luo Peng froze.

"Nine Yang Divine Skill?"

"Mm."

Luo Peng’s expression was dumbfounded, incredulous, as he went back to view the four big characters on the cover, but no matter how he looked, not mentioning the first character, not a single one looked like the shape of ’nine’.

"Are you treating me like a fool?"

Could it be that Daoist Sister learned this from him?

"Then give it back to me."

Jiang Chen’s straightforwardness made Luo Peng hesitate. He held the secret manual closer.

"If this is real, why haven’t you practiced it yourself?"

"How do you know I haven’t practiced it?"

Luo Peng’s pupils contracted slightly; he had noticed that Jiang Chen was different from their university days—not just physically but in the aura he projected.

In a nutshell.

He was really... formidable!

Regarding whether martial arts secret manuals exist in reality, Luo Peng once regarded them as mere stories, but as he saw more people believe in Buddhism and pursue peculiar methods to enhance fortune, his thoughts changed.

Especially seeing someone like Tanki Liuli, a living expert, constantly hanging around.

"Why would you give it to me..."

"You’re my best friend."

With that one sentence from Jiang Chen, the other’s mouth was completely sealed.

Luo Peng was speechless, overwhelmed with emotion, looking down, he flipped through the book, then noticed something was off.

"Why are some pages missing?"

"It doesn’t matter, just redundant introductions."

"What effect does it have if practiced successfully?"

"Flying to the heavens and escaping to the ground is unlikely, but enhancing vitality, extending life isn’t difficult."

Without another word, Luo Peng swiftly tucked the "Nine Yang Divine Skill" into his chest, then pounded his chest.

"Good brother!"

While moved, a strong sense of guilt arose, recalling his petty behavior last night, dragging Li Shuru and not letting her go home, filled with remorse.

"It was my fault yesterday, as a brother, I was narrow-minded."

Jiang Chen waved his hand dismissively.

"Between brothers, saying these things is unnecessary, after all, I got it from Miss Lan, just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, remember to thank her when the Divine Skill is achieved."

"Miss Lan?"

Upon hearing it was Lan Peizhi, Luo Peng was further convinced without a doubt, no longer wasting time, "Suddenly remembered Wan Qing set a meeting with me today, I’d better go."

Boss Jiang understandingly said, "Go ahead."

Luo Peng hurriedly left.

"Bang."

The office door slowly closed, leaving no gap.

Finally, Jiang Chen couldn’t contain himself, clutching his stomach, and lay on the desk.

Through the wind, rain, and snowy hardships, what kind of strength carried him through?

What an expert at finding joy amidst hardship.