Chapter 173: The Lu Family

Lin Lu pressed her lips together, nodded, and turned to leave.
Throughout the journey back to Nancheng, she hardly spoke a word.
Zhao Yu drove the car right up to the Lu family residence, and servants quickly came out to take their luggage.
Lin Lu led Zhao Yu inside, where Lu Ting was currently standing in the courtyard watering flowers.
To welcome Lin Lu back, he had hired numerous workers to replace all the trees in the courtyard with various kinds of flowers she loved.
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"It seems somewhat different from the Heshi Bi in our history. This should be an immortal treasure," one of the members in the team remarked.
Only by understanding the combat power and abilities of one's subordinates can one formulate better strategies. However, if it required sacrificing an extraordinary subordinate, it simply wouldn't be worth it.
The bodyguards were assigned to mobile duties, constantly on patrol. Wanting to find a relatively open space at this hour to give Youying an opportunity to pass through meant they could only quietly bide their time.
The system, diligently fulfilling its duty of broadcasting to the other end of the video conference, was utterly overwhelmed by the display of affection. It chose to abandon itself, refusing to look or listen, and mechanically translated Xi Hanshi's words.
Wenruan wanted to applaud her mother fiercely; her mother's words were exceptionally well-said, stopping just short of directly driving the people out. When dealing with such individuals, that was precisely how one ought to act. The more you tolerated them, the more they would take a mile when given an inch.
Ye Tian sneered. For the Skeleton Society to set up one of its branches in such a place—they certainly knew how to find amusement.
Even without powerful backers, as long as Youying did not violate rules or laws, Youying's Milky Way of fans could pave a glorious path for her all by themselves.
Geng Yue took two steps back. Seeing that Wei Lin no longer had his sword either, her heart skipped a beat. She could not help retreating a couple of steps further, wanting to order someone to bring Wei Lin back, yet she dared not say where Wei Lin had gone. For she could not bring herself to trust whether Suyu Shi had gone to find Wei Lin or had sent someone to assassinate him.
Finally, having no other choice, she walked up, leaned close to the team leader's ear, and murmured a few words.
Liuli had thought Xiao Teng had figured everything out in his mind, but the prolonged silence made her realize the matter was not nearly that simple.
Glancing at the others around him, Xiao Ran discovered that none of them intended to make a move either, yet they had all made sufficient preparations. If Xiao Ran were to attempt to escape from this place, they would undoubtedly step in to block him.
By now, everyone else in the estate had already fallen asleep, including Prince Xiao. He had never imagined that the Emperor had long since seen through his intentions and that everything was simply playing along with his scheme to catch him in the act.
"How could we have ever seen one? People of our status are simply unworthy of beholding the Emperor," the man said while continuing his work.
For the days that followed, Ji Wan had no moment of rest, while Xiao Yi seemed entirely incapable of learning his lesson, coming to harass him every few days.
Even with He Xiang's formidable composure, he could not help but experience rapid breathing and a surge of spiritual energy, pouring it frantically into the dantian soul within his body. Then, slapping his storage pouch, the azure mist transformed by the Heavenly Demon appeared once more, though it was exceptionally faint—evidently, the Heavenly Demon's previous confrontation with the three cultivators of Xia had consumed a vast amount of energy.
If everything truly went according to her wishes, then marrying him in the future wouldn't be a bad choice after all.
Five days later, the middle-aged woman visited again. This time, she brought along a young man dressed in a white short-sleeved shirt and black suit trousers, with medium-length hair and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
She was struck heavily by the attack and spat a mouthful of blood. In the distance, Chen Nan also had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, yet his gaze carried a smile as he looked at her.
"Uncle Zhang, we are merely doing what we ought to do. We actually came to trouble you with a matter today—could you help see if you can craft this item?" Fu Tiange said, taking out the blueprint drawn by Zhuo Yunxiao and handing it to the blacksmith.
"Well then, let us get straight to the point. The reason I have invited you all here today is that I received instructions from the Great Elder to investigate a matter within the subterranean palace." Seeing that the man surnamed Sun noticed the faint sparks of hostility in their lighthearted banter, he quickly steered the conversation back to the main topic.