History's Strongest Senior Brother

HSSB68: Zhao Hao is indeed a good person

Glancing at Yan Zhaoge, Zhao Shicheng slowly nodded his head, “I know what you, Zhaoge, want to discuss.”

Conversing with Yan Zhaoge in private, Zhao Shicheng was no longer as formal as before, switching to a very ordinary form of address instead.

“Even if we say that he just came to see the light one fine day, the changes in Hao’er are really just far too great, far too sudden.”

“Not even mentioning the changes in his temperament, his attainment in the dao of alchemy is such that even I would have to admit that mine is inferior. As for his cultivation attainment, while I have still yet to see it, his cultivation speed over the past half year has been far, far greater than before.

Zhao Shicheng was very honest, not looking down on Yan Zhaoge as a member of the younger generation.

As for the earlier Zhao Hao who had been a totally unremarkable character, Zhao Shicheng also could really not say how much he understood about him.

As for the Zhao Hao after the change… if Zhao Shicheng wanted to, he could naturally perform a thorough, clear check of most of the things that Zhao Hao had been involved in since birth. Otherwise, he would have been the head of a Kingdom for nothing.

“If it’s said that he had some extremely fortuitous encounters and obtained some martial legacies or was secretly accepted as a disciple by an expert, his growth would still barely be explainable.”

“However, the dao of alchemy does not merely look at talent but also the accumulating of experience; however did Hao’er attain the lofty heights of now?”

Zhao Shicheng shook his head slightly, “Still, all of this can still be slowly investigated. Having produced an even more outstanding son, it is naturally a good thing for the Eastern Tang.”

As Yan Zhaoge listened, he was also secretly smirking by the side.

To those in positions of power, those beneath them possessing ability was not something to be afraid of. The crux was whether the situation was still within their control.

As long as they did not lose the ability to control the situation, the more capable their subordinates were the better.

Oftentimes, it was not that they had failed to spot their abnormalities and flaws. It was only that even having done so, they would play dumb and observe the situation from the shadows.

Zhao Shicheng was already like this. Yan Zhaoge’s own father, Yan Di, was even harder to fool.

Thus, ever since having crossed over to this world, Yan Zhaoge had been doing everything in gradual phases.

Even if he didn’t manage to completely avoid all suspicion, at the very least, the difference between him and his body’s original owner could not be too great.

Although he had managed to reproduce the Internal Crystal Furnace, causing it to reappear within this world, that was only the creation of a tool; it had nothing to do with his own proficiency in artifact forging at all. The other artifact refining techniques that Yan Zhaoge used could only be considered somewhat better than average.

The Golden Needle Liberating Pill Technique that had he had let resurface was but a technique. Meanwhile, his overall proficiency in alchemy would gradually improve as time went by, increasing the impression he left on others slowly but surely.

Changes in his martial prowess as well as some strange discoveries could mostly be attributed to fortuitous encounters, or having a sudden flash of inspiration.

Progressing a little slower now was fine—the future whereupon he would spread his wings and soar high into the sky was already close at hand.

Actually, in thinking about it sometimes, Yan Zhaoge would be unable to resist breaking into a laugh. “Zhao Hao is indeed a good person ah.”

Yan Zhaoge’s current achievements were naturally far higher than that of Zhao Hao.

However, when compared to the Zhao Hao who bared his fangs openly and acted as he liked with hardly any reservation, Yan Zhaoge actually appeared somewhat more normal.

Of course, this was only comparatively.

In many people’s eyes, Yan Zhaoge was similarly high-profile and domineering like there was no tomorrow.

However, as his body’s original owner had also possessed such a temperament, the difference was actually not too great.

Therefore, having told Feng Yunsheng that he was acting low-key, it was because Yan Zhaoge truly felt that he himself was already being pretty low-key.

Faced with Feng Yunsheng’s somewhat disbelieving gaze, Yan Zhaoge really felt like he had been wronged…