422: Chapter 403 I Can Win This Contest for the Luo Family_1 422: Chapter 403 I Can Win This Contest for the Luo Family_1 Lu Chuan glanced at the bank card and couldn’t help but laugh.
It seemed that the other party viewed him as nothing more than a beggar.
He didn’t take it to heart and explained, “Patriarch Luo, you’ve misunderstood.
I’m not here to ask you for money.
I’ve come to inquire whether you have the Soul Herb in your possession.”
Luo Zhenhua’s brows furrowed.
“What did you call me?”
Lu Chuan replied indifferently, “Patriarch Luo.”
I am your elder!” Luo Zhenhua exclaimed angrily.
Lu Chuan chuckled, saying, “It’s true that you’re my elder, but just now you’ve clearly demonstrated your attitude towards me.
Clearly, you do not wish to acknowledge my relationship with the Luo family.
Under such circumstances, it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to shamelessly call you ‘Uncle’, would it?”
Luo Zhenhua clenched his fists, his face seething with anger, yet he couldn’t refute Lu Chuan’s words.
He could only snort coldly and say, “The Soul Herb is indeed in my hands.
What do you want it for?”
Lu Chuan replied, “For alchemy.
I wonder if you, Patriarch Luo, would be willing to sell the Soul Herb to me, or perhaps, I can exchange something you desire for it.”
Hearing this, Luo Zhenhua couldn’t help but laugh, staring at Lu Chuan as he said, “Do you realize that this Soul Herb is a four-hundred-year Spiritual Medicine whose value cannot be measured by money?
Do you think you can afford it?”
Because the Luo family members did not pay attention to news about Lu Chuan, and the feats he had accomplished were only known within a certain circle, everyone in the Luo family, including Luo Zhenhua, was unaware that Lu Chuan had now reached a status they would have to look up to.
A few years ago, Luo Zhenhua had someone inquire about Lu Chuan and learned that his life was quite hard, making a living as a deliveryman.
Until today, that was the impression he had of Lu Chuan.
Lu Chuan stated, “You could name your price first.
I might not be unable to afford it.”
Luo Zhenhua scoffed and said, “You’re too naive.
You have no idea what a four-hundred-year spiritual medicine signifies.”
He looked at Lu Chuan.
“That’s something you couldn’t afford even if you delivered takeout for several lifetimes!”
Lu Chuan felt somewhat helpless; it seemed his uncle genuinely looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.
“Patriarch Luo, I haven’t been delivering takeout for a long time, and in the past year and a bit, I’ve grown quite a bit and have made many gains.
I have come by four-hundred-year Spiritual Medicine before.
I am sincerely hoping to purchase the Soul Herb from you.
Please, for the sake of my mother, give me a price.”
Luo Zhenhua raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, saying, “Now I see why you had the audacity to come to the Luo family.
It turns out you had the good fortune to turn your life around.
What, are you trying to show off your recent achievements to me?
You pretend you want the Soul Herb, but the truth is you just want me to know you’re doing better than I thought, right?”
“Lu Chuan, let me tell you, the accumulation of many generations of my Luo family cannot be imagined by a nouveau riche who got ahead by sheer luck.
To me, your actions are nothing but a joke.”
Lu Chuan was at a loss for words.
If he had truly come to boast, he would have brought Feng Yuanshan with him, there would be no need to endure such disdain here.
However, for the sake of the Soul Herb, he had to bear it and said, “I don’t mean that.
My only goal is the Soul Herb.”
Luo Zhenhua sneered, seemingly not wanting to waste more words on Lu Chuan, “You can stop entertaining the idea of getting the Soul Herb.
In a week, our Luo family and the Muh family will have a martial competition, with both sides providing three treasures as a stake.
The winner gets to take all the items.
The Soul Herb is one of them, so even if you have the money, I can’t sell it to you.”
Upon hearing this, Lu Chuan’s brow furrowed slightly, but he quickly remembered the content of the servants’ conversation he overheard in the courtyard, saying, “I heard them say just now that the strongest among the younger generation of the Ahn family has reached the Profound Realm, while the strongest from the Luo family is at the Grade 9 Grandmaster level.
This competition, the Luo family is surely bound to lose, right?”
Luo Zhenhua’s face darkened as he spoke, “What’s it to you?”
Lu Chuan smiled and said, “If you agree to give me the Soul Herb, I can win this martial competition for the Luo family.
Although my last name is Lu and you don’t want to acknowledge me, my mother was once a member of the Luo family, so there’s nothing for the Muh family to object about if I step in to compete.”
Luo Zhenhua eyed Lu Chuan for a moment and then responded, “You’re going to represent the Luo family in the martial competition?
My son has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and is recognized by many martial arts masters as a prodigy.
It took him more than twenty years to reach the Grade 9 Grandmaster realm, and even he is worried about how to beat that kid from the Muh family.
Where do you get the confidence to think you can win this competition?”
Lu Chuan smiled and said, “To be honest, I’ve also gained some strength in the past year or so.
Defeating someone who has just entered the Profound Realm shouldn’t be a problem for me.”
Luo Zhenhua was completely speechless, unsure whether to call Lu Chuan brave or ignorant.
From the moment he met Lu Chuan, he felt that his nephew was far too arrogant and had no clear self-awareness, which was off-putting.
He had initially wanted to crush Lu Chuan, to make this clueless guy realize just how ridiculous he was, but then he thought that preaching to such a person would never get through.
Only by facing a real setback would Lu Chuan understand where he truly stood.
So, he didn’t flat out reject Lu Chuan, instead he said, “Since you’re so confident, why don’t I arrange a fight between you and my son?