My System Is Three Thousand Years Early - Chapter 112:
Chapter 112: Chapter 73 The Martial World is vast; let us hope we never meet again! (Please subscribe and vote for the monthly ticket)_4
Cheng Guang couldn’t help but laugh silently when he saw this, “And here I thought it was something serious, but it’s just this.”
“I don’t really want anything, it’s good enough that you, Elder Deng, can have a breakthrough in your cultivation.”
Cheng Guang didn’t take Elder Deng’s words to heart.
But Elder Deng was getting anxious, “Hey, you little rascal, are you not taking me, Elder Deng, seriously? I am not boasting. Just make any request, and I will satisfy it right now.”
Elder Deng was only thinking about how to trick Cheng Guang into returning the favor he owed.
Otherwise, he truly didn’t know how he would ever repay such a huge debt of gratitude.
After all, Cheng Guang was the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir, undoubtedly surrounded by troubles.
If Cheng Guang were to ask him for help in the future, who knew what kind of turmoil he might get dragged into?
He was just an old man hoping to live out his remaining years in peace.
He couldn’t bear, nor did he wish to endure, any big storms.
Elder Deng wanted Cheng Guang to simply make a request, but he found that Cheng seemed to care very little about his promise.
Keep in mind,
he was a Sky-Man.
Even before breaking through the Second Realm, he was one of the very few counted Sky-Men in the Great Zhou.
Why is this brat so dismissive of me?
Elder Deng felt somewhat depressed.
Cheng Guang smiled and said, “Really, it’s nothing, Elder Deng. You don’t have to worry about this matter; I didn’t help you much.”
“Besides, you taught me the Heavenly Gang Star Fight. It turns out that you’ve taught me far more; those few words I said on a whim are nothing.”
Cheng seemed to guess that Elder Deng had gotten an inspiration from his words.
But he didn’t care about that and saw no reason to ask Elder Deng to do anything for him just because of those few casual remarks.
It was simply unnecessary.
Elder Deng, however, shook his head, “No, Cheng, things have to be settled properly.”
“You have to make a request today.”
Elder Deng’s old face was ready to sacrifice his dignity.
To avoid bigger troubles in the future, he wanted Cheng to make a request right now, satisfy it, and thus repay the favor.
Cheng Guang, unable to do anything else with Elder Deng gripping his arm so tightly, it seemed today he would not be able to move unless he made a request.
In the entire Duke of the State’s Mansion, only Elder Deng dared to act this way.
“Elder Deng, if you put it that way, I can’t think of anything right now. How about this? If I encounter any life-threatening danger in the future, will you protect my life?”
After Cheng Guang finished speaking, Elder Deng was overjoyed, hastily releasing Cheng Guang’s body, as if he feared Cheng might go back on his word, and from nowhere, he pulled out a piece of paper and pen.
“Good, good, this is good. If you ever face any life-threatening danger, I will protect your life.”
“Come on, Cheng, let’s sign and make our marks. This promise is just for this one thing. Our debt of gratitude for teaching and learning ends here. You no longer owe me, and I don’t owe you.”
While speaking, he still pulled Cheng Guang’s hand to sign and seal.
When the red handprint was stamped onto the white paper, Elder Deng solemnly put it away with a serious face.
Then, a radiant smile appeared on Elder Deng’s face.
He felt this debt of gratitude was settled far too easily.
After all, Cheng was the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir; outside his home, there wouldn’t be a lack of guards, both big and small, and his grandfather was the Duke of the State, and his father was the Director of the Bureau of the Lamp in the Great Zhou—people with such immense power were unlikely to face life-threatening danger.
Even if such danger did arise, Elder Deng felt that the old Duke would act without him needing to.
What a profitable trade! What a profitable trade!
As long as the debt of gratitude was repaid, it was all good!
Elder Deng was very happy, and Cheng Guang, seeing his expression, couldn’t help but laugh, not knowing what else to say.
It seemed Elder Deng had suffered some loss regarding this matter of repaying debts of gratitude, making him extremely cautious now.
He was eager to repay the favor at once.
He wasn’t even willing to delay for a single second.
Unbelievable.
But this wasn’t a bad deal for himself.
Having Elder Deng, a Heavenly Human Realm expert, to protect his life was a good thing.
It was like adding an extra layer of insurance to his own life.
After stowing away the signed paper, Elder Deng thought for a moment, his fingertip glowed with a trace of starlight, and he pressed it lightly onto Cheng Guang’s forehead.
“This mark of starlight will allow me to sense your existence.”
“If you are in any life-threatening danger, summon me through this starlight; as long as you are in the Four Directions Mortal World, I can appear by your side in an instant.”
“Of course, it can only be used once, so don’t mess around.”
Having said this, Elder Deng no longer paid any attention to Cheng Guang and left on his own.
“Old man, I should return to the Tianji Sect. The Martial World is vast and the roads are long; Cheng, I hope we won’t see each other again.”
Cheng Guang: “…”
……
Elder Deng left.
He came in a hurry and left in a hurry.
Elder Deng had barely left when Cheng Guang was called over by Cheng Zhihai.
“Guanger, where is Elder Deng?”
Cheng Guang had just arrived when Cheng Zhihai asked eagerly.
Cheng Guang replied, “He left, just a moment ago.”
Cheng Zhihai’s expression showed a tinge of surprise and regret, “Elder Deng has left so soon?”
Muttering to himself, he then looked at Cheng Guang and said, “Guanger, you haven’t upset Elder Deng recently, have you?”
Cheng Guang shook his head.
Cheng Zhihai breathed a sigh of relief.
“Good, good. Elder Deng was already extraordinary to start with, and now… he’s even more extraordinary…”
“It’s fortunate that before his breakthrough, your grandfather had him come over to teach you Martial Arts. If we tried to seek him out now, even emptying our family’s coffers might not be enough to have Elder Deng agree.”
