Night.
After soothing Liu Rufeng, Lu Chengwen headed toward the prison.
After what had happened during the day, everyone had seen it clearly.
Lu Chengwen was truly shameless. If he loved her, then he loved her—why did he have to shout it out? These Ghost Race people really were open-minded and utterly uninhibited. Tsk, tsk, tsk.
And the Saintess was genuinely obedient to his every word. Over the past few days, Lu Chengwen had handled many matters for her.
He took on much of the clan's administrative work, and even implemented a few small reforms.
And damn it, once he pointed them out, they really did make sense!
The efficiency of many tasks had improved, and he handled things reasonably and properly.
Besides, Lu Chengwen did not put on airs.
Away from the Saintess, he did not act high and mighty either. He laughed and joked with everyone, treating them like brothers.
When he asked someone to handle something, he would sling an arm around their shoulders. "Brother, doing it that way is way too complicated. Let's do this, then this, and then this... See? Wouldn't that be better? Right, right, that's exactly it! Hey, we've got plenty of time ahead of us. Let's get to know each other better. Honestly, since I came here, I've realized you're a good guy. You're different from the others. Deep down, you're a man with character. I know it."
"Hey! Chunmei! Why are you running? It's not like I'm going to eat you! Nothing much—your sister isn't feeling well today. That bastard from the Tie Chi Army upset her. Make her some soup tonight. Right, keep it light, not too spicy. Don't worry, I'll make her drink it! If she scolds you, I'll take the heat."
"Hey! Third Brother? Where are you going?