Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

The following day, inside the conference hall of the Lu family in Shanghai.

Sitting in the main seat, Old Master Lu had a serious expression. His fingers tapped incessantly on the armrest of his chair. He glanced around at everyone present and slowly spoke.

"Mo Xie will be coming to our Lu Clan today. I hope everyone will take this seriously and not lose to the Bai Clan and the Mu Clan."

As one of the four great families of Shanghai, the Lu family should have been ranked third, above the Mu family, and sometimes even on par with the second-ranked Bai family.

However, since the emergence of Chenxi Group, the situation has changed dramatically. The Bai and Mu families have made rapid progress under the cooperation of Chenxi.

In contrast, the Lu family's cooperation with Chenxi was not deep enough, and the help they received was naturally not much, but it was still incomparable to that of the other aristocratic families.

After much thought, the patriarch, Master Lu, finally understood the reason: it was simply that Mo Xie did not have a woman from the Lu family by his side.

The Bai family has Bai Tingting, the Mu family has Mu Nujiao, and there are even rumors that the latter will also present Mu Nuxin, which would put the Lu family in an even more passive position.

Although the Lu family, as a well-established and ancient family in Shanghai, wouldn't care too much about such so-called rankings, no one likes to fall behind others.

Lu Bei understood the meaning in his father's eyes, nodded quietly, turned his head and looked at a beautiful and charming girl with a smile, and said.

"Qingyao, remember to behave well when Moxie comes today. Dad has never asked anything of you before, but this time I hope you will do your best."

Sitting next to Lu Bei was a beautiful young woman in a red dress, like a blooming rose.

Her hair was piled high, with a few stray strands playfully falling beside her cheeks, adding a touch of allure to her youthful beauty.

The dress was made of a light and soft material that flowed like water, hugging her graceful figure and perfectly outlining her slender waist and enviable curves.

The low-cut design perfectly showcased her fair and jade-like skin, exuding a subtle and alluring sexiness.

The sheer fabric on the shoulders is as soft as clouds, and under the sunlight, it subtly reveals the skin's glow, adding a touch of mystery.

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingyao pursed her red lips and nodded solemnly.

She just turned eighteen this year and will enter Mingzhu Academy in the second half of the year. As everyone knows, Mo Xie will enter the National Team around April, which means she missed the best opportunity to get to know him.

Lu Qingyao's magical talent is not high. Her strategic position in the Lu family is similar to that of Mu Nuxin, but she has not yet become a future socialite.

"Dad, I disagree! You can't just decide my sister's marriage like this!"

At this moment, Lu Zhengxin disagreed and immediately stood up to refute.

"Zhengxin, don't be silly. This concerns the future of the Lu family. This sacrifice is worthwhile. You should learn more from Moxie!"

Lu Bei frowned slightly and scolded his son.

"Zhengxin, actually... if I could really marry into that family, I would be very willing."

Lu Qingyao placed her fists on her thighs, her fair face slightly flushed, her beautiful eyes filled with shyness, and said softly.

"This……"

Seeing this, Lu Zhengxin stood there stunned. His father and sister had both said so, what else could he say?

Lu Xin nodded, turned to look at his youngest son, Lu Yilin, and said.

"Yilin, although you were not selected for the National Team, you can still get a spot in the National Academy. As the captain of the National Team, Moxie, it will be helpful for your future development in the team if you build a good relationship with him now. You can also discuss magic more with him."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yilin nodded on the surface, but in his heart he was extremely disdainful of Mo Xie; he was already tired of hearing such words.

Finally, they met Mo Xie at the entrance of the Lu family compound, and a series of greetings were offered in an attempt to make him feel their warmth.

Mo Xie had heard it so many times in the past two days that he was no longer interested and gave a perfunctory reply.

However, he took this trip to the Lu family very seriously, because an extremely dangerous person was hiding among them... Red Devil Yi Qiu!
Mo Xie's gaze swept over everyone present, finally settling on a middle-aged man dressed in a Tang suit, and her heart tightened. Yi Qiu had fled Japan in his youth, hiding his identity and being taken in as a son by Old Master Lu. He was raising Gu poison on the mountain of imprisonment in Shanghai, using the negative emotions of criminals to absorb their soul energy and condense it into a new generation of evil beads!

Because of this news, Mo Xie did not engage in deeper cooperation with the Lu family, in order to prevent Lu Kun from making any underhanded moves.

Suddenly, as if sensing the gaze, Lu Kun turned to look at Mo Xie, nodded with a smile, and greeted him.

Mo Xie felt a chill run down his spine, a very uncomfortable feeling rising within him, as if he were being stared at from the abyss.

Because I was preoccupied with the plan, my answers during the discussion were rather perfunctory, and before I knew it, the meeting was over.

Grandpa Lu could clearly see that Mo Xie was distracted, but he was very satisfied with the discussion and said with a smile.

"Young friend Mo Xie, it seems that you are a bit tired from traveling to several major families these past few days. Why don't you take a rest first?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Bei tactfully looked at his daughter and gave her some instructions.

"Qingyao, take Moxie to the room that has been arranged for you to rest."

"Master Moye... please come with me."

Hearing a sweet voice in his ear and smelling the fragrance of a young girl, Mo Xie snapped out of his thoughts and looked at the graceful young woman standing in front of him.

He glanced at the girl's slightly nervous and shy expression, yet she was forcing herself to calm down. He smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.

Lu Qingyao and Mo Xie walked one after the other in the corridor of the Lu family mansion, with no one else around.

Lu Qingyao crossed her hands over her lower abdomen, swaying her wasp waist and hips. Her skirt, like a burning flame, slowly cascaded down from her waist, the layers of pleats rising and falling like waves, swaying gently with her steps.

A pair of long, slender, snow-white legs moved with each step, the red high heels making a crisp clattering sound on the ground, the long train leaving a dazzling red trail behind her, like a beautiful landscape!
To be fair, although she has just come of age, she is already showing the figure and temperament of an international young model.

"Lu Qingyao, right? Are you afraid of me?"

Looking at the future socialite before him, who was still somewhat green and nervous, Mo Xie became quite interested and asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingyao's fair shoulders trembled slightly, and she spoke in a somewhat stiff tone.

"No...no, I'm just a little nervous..."

"Hehe, don't be nervous. I'm only a year or two older than you. Just treat me as someone your age."

Mo Xie chuckled, thinking that this girl was still too young and did not yet have the maturity and composure of Mu Nuxin, but he liked her just the way she was.

Hearing this, Lu Qingyao felt a surge of courage for some reason, took a deep breath, and asked.

"Then...then can I...acknowledge you as my older brother?"

"Ok?"

Mo Xie was taken aback, stopped and looked at Lu Qingyao. Her eyes revealed a hint of shyness and sincerity, and she didn't seem to be lying. After thinking for a moment, she smiled and nodded.

"Okay, I'll acknowledge you as my sister. From now on, call me Brother Xie."

"Um, Brother Xie... Brother Xie, if you don't mind, you can call me Qingyao..."

Lu Qingyao blushed, her heart filled with excitement and a touch of trepidation. She covered her full chest and murmured softly.

Although her grandfather instructed her to get close to Mo Xie, she would have done so even without that order. Mo Xie was highly sought after by the young ladies of various noble families, so it was normal for her to harbor girlish feelings.

After walking for a while, Mo Xie didn't suspect anything at first, but the more she walked, the more she felt something was wrong. The surroundings were eerily quiet, and no one appeared. It felt like the corridor would never end.

Oh no, this is an illusion! (End of Chapter)