A Deal with Zhu Kun

700. A Deal with Zhu Kun

"Clan Chief Zhu Kun may have misunderstood something."

"But it doesn't really matter."

"For now, just treat me as a stranger, Clan Chief Zhu Kun. Therefore, as a stranger who came here uninvited, it should be within your expectations that I have an agenda, right?"

Lu Yuan spread his hands.

He gave no response whatsoever to Zhu Kun's earlier conclusion.

Neither confirming nor denying it.

He merely looked at another matter more rationally.

Zhu Kun truly had not expected Lu Yuan to say that. For a moment, he was stunned. Especially since the more he listened, the more familiar those words sounded. After thinking carefully, he immediately remembered where that sense of familiarity had come from.

Back then, when he had sweet-talked Zi Yan's mother, he had used the same tactic of dodging the important points. The details had differed, but the essence had been the same.

His two enormous eyes widened.

His tone immediately turned displeased. "So you're saying that you're only playing around with my daughter and never intended to marry her, is that it?"

Zi Yan: "Huh?"

Lu Yuan: "Huh?"

This time, not only had Zi Yan failed to follow her old father's train of thought—even Lu Yuan could not follow Zhu Kun's logic.

Wasn't he just avoiding the subject?

Why did it feel like you were setting me up?

Did you really have to say something like that here?

So everyone would be happy only after being trapped to death by this formation?

Although he had already found a stable way out and would not actually be trapped to death, could you stop stirring up trouble in my already chaotic love life?

Speechless, Lu Yuan rubbed his temples.

He was gradually losing his patience.

Or rather, anyone would have lost