"Wait here for me."
Lu Xuan's gaze locked precisely onto the iron door ahead, tightly wrapped in rusted chains.
Now that he had found the target, he was unwilling to waste even a moment more.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xuan did not even spare the people behind him another glance. He stepped forward, his upright figure steadily advancing toward the iron door that exuded a chilling aura.
Almost the instant Lu Xuan moved, Principal Zhang reacted. His hands instinctively lifted halfway, only to freeze in midair.
If he stepped forward to stop him, he did not know this old master's temperament. Who knew whether he would listen to advice?
But if he did nothing and simply watched the other man walk alone toward that building that had been sealed off for so long—
Principal Zhang felt as though a massive boulder hung over his heart, panicking so badly that he did not know what to do.
In his hesitation, his gaze swiftly fell on Lu Yuliang beside him.
Then, with unconcealed anxiety in his voice, Principal Zhang's tone softened without him realizing it. It was as though he sought reassurance, yet also as though he were consoling himself.
"Ah, old leader, look... is it really alright for the old master to go over there alone?
"We haven't inspected that building in a long time. What if something goes wrong...?"
"My father has his own arrangements. Principal Zhang, I'll have to trouble you all," Lu Yuliang said, his voice so calm that it did not carry the slightest ripple, as if he were merely discussing the most ordinary of matters.
That confident certainty instantly left the already distraught Principal Zhang frozen in place.
He only felt as though his head had been struck fiercely by a heavy hammer.