Du Yunting was Du Ruhai, and he was also Lü Zhengxian.
Lü Zhengxian's feelings for Du Yuwei had reached a perverse extreme.
Even after Du Yuwei was gone, he had transferred those feelings to An Ning.
He seemed to have a peculiar fixation on that face.
An Ning had embarrassed him several times before, but he had not been angry in the slightest. Instead, he had shown an almost slavish devotion.
I wondered whether he had meant to save An Ning and had simply saved me along the way.
But on second thought, that did not make sense either. He could have saved An Ning and left me behind, and it would have made no difference.
Now the Seventh Master was saying that he had come specifically to save me, and saving An Ning had been incidental.
After thinking it over for a long while, I suddenly grew alarmed. "Could his sexual orientation have changed...?"
The Seventh Master was speechless. "What goes on in that head of yours all day?"
"What I'm saying is that he might have fallen out with that organization."
"Think carefully. What did that man named Qingyuan say about Lü Zhengxian?"
I thought back. When Qingyuan had spoken about Lü Zhengxian, his tone had been deeply disdainful.
In his eyes, Lü Zhengxian was nothing but a brute. If Lü Zhengxian had not been so erratic and ostentatious, he might not have gotten himself killed.
Qingyuan had also said that Lü Zhengxian had no right to order him around.
In other words, either the two men were equals, or Lü Zhengxian actually had to take orders from Qingyuan.
"Lü Zhengxian has always been an erratic man who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals. He's obsessed with money and status."
The Seventh Master analyzed the situation.