After saying that, before Xie Xie could explain with a mournful face, Lu Jun shot into the air, turning into a streak of light that swiftly vanished above the harbor.
"Oho, looks like Brother Lu really has some good fortune this time."
Yue Zhengyu watched the direction in which he disappeared, stroking his chin with a sly grin.
"Just wondering whether someone will knock over the vinegar jar when he gets back."
"And certain contributors... are probably in for a rough time."
Long Chen added maliciously from the side, clearly enjoying Xie Xie's misfortune.
On the verge of tears, Xie Xie clung to his last shred of hope and struggled to defend himself.
"I-I believe Brother Lu will protect me. He even thanked me just now!"
Everyone spoke in unison, ruthlessly shattering his fantasy. "Hard—to—say—"
Xie Xie: "..."
His entire life suddenly seemed bleak.
At top speed, Lu Jun crossed the skies and returned to the villa district near Spirit Pagoda Headquarters in Mingdu.
This was the home he shared with Leng Yaozhu, Leng Yulai, Gu Yue Na, and the others.
A grand villa with tranquil surroundings and warm furnishings.
When he landed lightly before the villa and saw the familiar garden fence and windows glowing with warm light, the string in his heart that had been taut all this time finally relaxed completely.
A warm current known as belonging quietly flowed through his heart.
He impatiently pushed open the front door.
Obviously, at this hour, there was no one in the villa at all.
Leng Yaozhu was still working at the Spirit Pagoda.
"We're home!"
The Ice Empress's lively voice rang out at once. A jade-green flash emerged from his body and transformed into the petite form of a young girl, who excitedly spun around the living room, her