Lu Chengwen smiled.
"Worried about me?"
"No." Liu Ruyan turned her head away, her face slightly red.
She cursed herself inwardly. Why the hell am I getting worked up? If he likes taking risks, let him go!
But for some idiot... wasn't that just sick?
Only then did Lu Chengwen suddenly recall that everyone in this world seemed to see Zhao Ritian the same way Liu Ruyan did.
A person like Zhao Ritian—even if he had Old Man Wu and Hun Tiangang as masters, even if he possessed the Imperial Fire Seed, even if his true energy was Benevolent God's Return, comparable to King's Aura...
In the eyes of the world, he was still an idiot.
Only Lu Chengwen firmly believed that he was someone whose wisdom was hidden beneath a foolish exterior. He simply needed to grow, to gain time and experience.
His potential for growth was no worse than Long Aotian's. It was just that they were two entirely different types of male protagonists.
One was the gifted, perfect type—a domineering protagonist who could crush everything in his path as he grew!
The other was the fool-type, deceptively so—someone who would stumble and struggle as he matured, gradually becoming a hero.
But explaining something like that to Liu Ruyan and the others would be difficult.
Lu Chengwen merely smiled. "He has his own charm, his own wisdom, his own path of growth. We..."
Liu Ruyan had just been feeling shy, and she was grateful for the topic Lu Chengwen had given her. It let her keep talking and cover up her earlier embarrassment, so she immediately said:
"He has charm!? What charm!?"
"Wisdom!? My God! Any slightly clever elementary school kid could package him up and sell him off!"
"A path of growth... You really had the nerve