In an instant, countless gazes converged on Lu Jun from every direction.
Those eyes held undisguised amazement and infatuation with beauty, but even more than that, they bore intense envy, jealousy, and even a faint, barely perceptible resentment toward Lu Jun—so strong it nearly took tangible form.
Lu Jun's senses were exceptionally sharp, and he naturally took in every one of those prickling stares.
Though his expression remained calm, he could not help raising a hand to gently rub his temple as a wave of helplessness rose within him.
This spectacle... was far too eye-catching.
Unless absolutely necessary, he really ought to bring them through crowded places less often in the future.
He even idly thought that if those gazes could turn into arrows, he would probably have already been pierced through by ten thousand arrows and died beyond death.
Unlike his slight embarrassment, Gu Yue Na and Wu Sidu seemed long accustomed to this—or rather, they simply did not care what passersby thought.
Out of the corner of her eye, Gu Yue Na caught sight of Lu Jun's faintly furrowed brow. Instead, an imperceptible smile curled at her lips, as though sharing the attention of the masses with him was itself something delightful.
Yet mixed into that delight was ultimately a trace of indescribable irritation.
Her gaze seemingly swept casually over Wu Sidu, who stood half a step behind them. Seeing that graceful figure, she gave a quiet snort in her heart.
Her again... She had finally gotten a chance to be alone with Lu Jun, yet there was an extra tagalong.
Just what kind of bewitching potion had this guy fed Wu Sidu to make a woman so gifted and beautiful willingly bow to him...
What a bastard!
That inexplicable agitation finally made her speak. Her voice carried