"What exactly did you arrange?"
Zhang Yu couldn't help but ask again, his brows furrowing slightly.
Zhou Hengliang gave him a reassuring look, patted his chest, and said mysteriously:
"Don't worry about me handling things! I can't reveal the details, lest I give myself away."
In short, we have to give you the best of both worlds today.
I'll make those two scoundrels' eyes pop out of their sockets.
Seeing his expression, Zhang Yu felt even more uncertain and almost wanted to turn around and leave immediately.
But seeing his friend so eager to go to great lengths for him and excitedly making plans, he couldn't very well dampen his enthusiasm.
Just then--
A buzzing sound came from his pocket.
"Um?
"There's still electricity?"
Zhang Yu was taken aback and reached for his phone.
The screen lights up, showing a new text message from a completely unknown number.
"How did the system manage to save the phone and maintain its battery level?"
He was somewhat puzzled; the service was far too "attentive."
Opening the message, the content was very simple, containing only one sentence:
"Me, Number Eight."
I'll come find you right away.
It's Xu Xinwu!
That Emperor of the Prosperous Commerce Divine Dynasty was from the same hometown as the host of the Rebellious Dao Seed!
Zhang Yu raised an eyebrow.
When they parted ways in the other world, he did give Xu Xinwu his phone number so that it would be easier to stay in touch on Earth.
I didn't expect them to act so quickly; they found us as soon as the party entrance opened.
He immediately replied, "Okay, let's arrange a place to meet."
The reply was almost instantaneous, "No need, I'll locate you using your phone signal."
Zhang Yu: "...?"
What the hell?
Locate my phone?
Zhang Yu was startled.
These Rebellious Dao Seed hosts are now just ordinary people on Earth, their Cultivation and Divine Ability completely sealed by the Principle their Ancestral Star.
How could Xu Xinwu casually utter something like "location based on cell phone signal"?
And why was his tone so confident and relaxed?
"What exactly is the identity of this Number Eight on Earth?"
Zhang Yu's mind raced.
Being able to easily locate an ordinary person's cell phone signal is not something just anyone can do.
Either he has extremely high authority in the relevant departments, or... he possesses technology or resources that ordinary people cannot imagine.
This made him more wary and curious about the upcoming gathering and the hidden identities of these "fellow travelers" on Earth.
Next, no matter how Zhang Yu tried to subtly probe, Zhou Hengliang remained tight-lipped, resolutely refusing to reveal details of the "plan," only repeatedly assuring everyone that the "effects would be explosive."
Helpless, Zhang Yu could only chat with Zhou Hengliang in a perfunctory manner, but his thoughts were already drifting to Xu Xinwu, whom he was about to meet, and that mysterious gathering.
The taxi eventually stopped in front of their university.
Zhang Yu wanted to get out of the car for some fresh air and take a look at the familiar campus, but Zhou Hengliang grabbed him.
"Don't rush, it's only three in the afternoon. The real show doesn't start until five."
Zhang Yu was truly at a loss.
Three years of life in another world, baptism by blood and fire, and conquest for power, had long since made him indifferent to that naive campus romance.
He just wants to get out of this farce as soon as possible and get down to business.
Just after 5 p. m., a black Mercedes-Benz- Benz pulled up in front of the school gate right on time.
Not long after, a stylishly dressed girl with exquisite makeup walked out of the school, carrying a new bag and wearing high heels. It was Wang Li, Zhang Yu's ex-girlfriend.
Beside her was a young man in a casual suit, with slicked-back hair and a smug smile on his face; he must be the "new sugar daddy."
"They're here! They're here!"
Zhou Hengliang's eyes lit up, and he instantly entered battle mode.
He pulled Zhang Yu towards the couple, even adjusting their route to make it look like a chance encounter.
Wang Li clearly saw Zhang Yu as well, and her brows immediately furrowed.
A flicker of impatience and disgust crossed his face. He stopped and spoke in a cold tone:
Zhang Yu?
What are you doing here?
Haven't we already made that clear?
Why did you come looking for me again?
The man beside her immediately stopped smiling, replacing his expression with one that was a mixture of wariness, disdain, and a hint of superiority.
He looked Zhang Yu, who was dressed plainly, up and down as if he were looking at something that bothered him.
"Ha, do you own the road?"
Can't we just pass by?
Before Zhang Yu could speak, Zhou Hengliang preemptively retorted sarcastically, even deliberately puffing out his chest.
Zhang Yu felt a wave of embarrassment and was about to say something to end this boring "chance encounter" before leaving.
However, at this very moment--
Ugh--!
A deep, powerful engine roar came from afar, quickly attracting the attention of everyone at the school gate!
A Rolls-Royce Phantom with sleek lines, a cool design, and a matte black finish, came to a smooth stop in front of Zhang Yu with an extremely stylish drift, like a cheetah in the night!
It was less than half a meter from his toes!
Immediately afterwards, amidst the astonished gazes of surrounding students, passersby, and Wang Li and her boyfriend, both doors of the sports car simultaneously spun upwards.
Two burly men, dressed in sharp black suits, wearing sunglasses, and with expressionless faces, stepped out of the car with swift and synchronized movements.
One of them was also holding a huge, pure black business umbrella.
The moment the two stepped out of the car, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.
That aura, that style, it's clear he's no ordinary person.
Then, under the spotlight of countless gazes, some curious, some shocked, and some envious.
The burly man with the black umbrella walked with measured steps straight up to Zhang Yu, who looked completely bewildered.
He bowed slightly and spoke respectfully in a clear, steady voice, loud enough for everyone around him to hear:
"Young Master, the Master is seriously ill, and the Lineage business and the group headquarters urgently need you to return to take charge."
The carriage is ready. Please, young master, depart with us immediately.
Zhang Yu: "..."
He felt his temples twitching, his toes awkwardly curling up inside his shoes, wishing he could carve out a three-bedroom apartment on the spot!
Damn it.
It's definitely this kind of clichéd plot.
Zhou Hengliang, you jerk!
Zhang Yu internally cursed and glared at Zhou Hengliang, who was standing next to him, his face flushed from trying not to laugh.
However, he was also somewhat moved, as renting the car and the two actors must have been quite expensive.
Zhou Hengliang, on the other hand, was desperately trying to signal to him with his eyes.
A look on his face asking, "How's it going?"
Isn't this arrangement amazing, bro?
That smug look on that gold-digging woman's face will definitely make her regret her decision.
Looking at Wang Li and her boyfriend across from them, they were completely frozen in place.
Wang Li's impatience had long been replaced by shock and disbelief.
Her small mouth was slightly open, her eyes wide open, staring intently at the Maserati and the two imposing "bodyguards," then glancing at Zhang Yu, who was dressed in a "down-and-out" manner, as if she were questioning the meaning of life.
The sense of superiority on her boyfriend's face had vanished, replaced by a hint of panic and uncertainty.
He glanced at the multi-million dollar Rolls-Royce and the two obviously formidable bodyguards, and unconsciously took a half-step back.
The school gate fell silent instantly because of this unexpected "family reunion" scene, with only suppressed gasps and whispers from the surrounding crowd.
Zhang Yu stood still, facing the gazes that were focused on him from all directions, feeling the complex emotions of shock, doubt, and disbelief in his ex-girlfriend's eyes.
He just felt that this opening scene of Earth's return was just... fucking embarrassing!
But what happened next was even more embarrassing.
As the whispers among the surrounding crowd grew louder, Wang Li's expression shifted from shock to deep suspicion, while Zhou Hengliang continued to frantically wink and gesture at her to "get back to the scene"—
"Laugh--"
A short, sharp laugh, laced with undisguised sarcasm, rang out.
The rich guy next to Wang Li had his eyes sharply sweep over the matte black Rolls-Royce, especially the inconspicuous inner side of the wheel arches behind the wheels.
He raised an eyebrow, a knowing, mocking smile playing on his lips, and suddenly pointed to a spot behind the wheels, laughing loudly:
"Haha, Wang Li, your ex-boyfriend is quite the player."
His shout instantly attracted even more attention.
Many people looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a small, square sticker with silver lettering on a blue background, about the size of a palm, on the inside of the left rear wheel arch, near the chassis.
The words "Shenzhou Car Rental" are clearly printed on it.
There was also a line of smaller print next to it, which appeared to be the vehicle number and the rental company's logo.