But at some point, perhaps by fate, perhaps drawn by Lu Jun's own charm and actions without him realizing it, so many outstanding women had gradually gathered around him, and their relationships were all rather complicated and ambiguous.
Thinking about it carefully, it really had all happened naturally, through a series of coincidences that had led to this point. He had never actively pursued anyone.
So now, faced with the crying Wu Sidu and Leng Yulai's divine assist, Lu Jun was truly at a loss, completely unsure how to handle such a complicated emotional situation. It gave him a worse headache than facing a Deity alone.
After hesitating and struggling for a moment, seeing Wu Sidu cry even more heartbrokenly, Lu Jun ultimately chose to do as he was told.
He walked forward somewhat stiffly, stretched out his arms, and gently gathered Wu Sidu's delicate, trembling body into his embrace.
His movements were far from practiced or gentle, even a little clumsy.
One hand wrapped around her back, while the other awkwardly patted her back again and again, trying to soothe her emotions in the most primitive way possible.
"It's all right... It's over now."
He spoke softly, his voice much gentler than usual.
"From now on, you won't be alone."
"You still have me. We... will all be with you."
In the end, he was too embarrassed to say the cringe-inducing line Leng Yulai had taught him: "From now on, my home is your home."
Just thinking about it felt far too deliberate and melodramatic, completely unlike something he could say.
Lu Jun sighed helplessly inwardly.
To be honest, complicated situations involving delicate emotions were far more troublesome to him than dealing with an enemy's schemes, or even fighting for his life on a battlefield.
He would rather face