Chapter 54 - 53 Unmistakable Flavor
The scene of an old man and a young man smoking by the window in the corridor seemed somewhat amusing, like two seasoned smokers hiding together to enjoy the pleasure of smoking.
Looking out the window, Zhang Xingzhou took a puff and coughed softly, "I’ve seen all there is to see in my life, I’m not afraid of death."
Yang Chen took a deep breath and said calmly, "Are you afraid of the unrest after death?"
Zhang Xingzhou’s complexion changed but quickly recovered, smiling faintly, "And why would you say that, young man?"
"You know." Yang Chen gazed out the window, recalling the thrilling journey of a sect’s power in the past.
"I truly don’t understand!" Zhang Xingzhou’s smile faded, staring at Yang Chen seriously. Though he seemed calm, the slight tremor of the hand holding the cigarette betrayed him.
Yang Chen sighed, "You didn’t have tuberculosis back then, did you? Perhaps not. You may not have gone down there for many years, but the smell on you doesn’t dissipate, and the faint corpse stench in your breath cannot be hidden!"
Zhang Xingzhou’s face changed dramatically.
Back then, he did rely on his skills to dig wealth from underground and create his current status. But because of that, he fell ill, each time escaping death’s door. After several turns, he could no longer withstand the pressure, so he chose to wash his hands of the affair.
Despite this, he often had nightmares, dreaming of being dragged back underground by the ancients he disturbed.
Moreover, his ailments, although scientifically explainable with corresponding symptoms, never got cured. He suspected early on that it was related to what he did back then.