Lu Mingfei, why are you slaying dragons if you're not involved!

Chapter 167 The results are in, the legend continues! (Two chapters combined)

"gone."

Lu Mingfei answered subconsciously.

"Oh~"

Su Xiaoqiang smiled faintly.

Lu Mingfei immediately realized that he had fallen into a trap again, although he didn't know where he had fallen into it—whenever Su Xiaoqiang laughed like that, he felt like she was a fox spirit who had come to life, beautiful and bright at the same time with an extremely cunning air.

In the Ming Dynasty fantasy novel "Investiture of the Gods," Su Daji is portrayed as a woman of unparalleled beauty who is possessed by a nine-tailed fox spirit. Subsequent literary works have used her as a template, eventually making her a symbolic figure.

Generally speaking, seeing a beautiful fox spirit reminds one of Su Daji, and similarly, seeing a monkey makes one think its weapon must be a stick...

Lu Mingfei now felt that Su Xiaoqiang had a bit of the style of Su Daji.

"You audacious monster, why don't you confess at once?" Lu Mingfei took two steps forward.

This speech, which involved a considerable amount of internal thought, sounded rather disjointed. Most people would probably be completely confused by it, or simply ignore it.

But who exactly is Su Xiaoqiang?

As someone who has been bickering with Lu Mingfei for two and a half years and has been repeatedly dragged into his territory of slang and defeated by him with his expertise... Su Xiaoqiang's way of thinking inevitably became somewhat assimilated in order to defeat him.

This assimilation won't change her personality, but she can easily spout nonsense and make sarcastic remarks now and then. And most importantly, she can immediately understand Lu Mingfei's meaning at most crucial moments!
Otherwise, wouldn't you be scolded without even knowing it?

"You're quite bold, daring to admit it's your dad now."

Su Xiaoqiang smiled gently.

"I look forward to the day you actually shout it out to his face!"

After saying that, she ignored the stunned Lu Mingfei and turned to leave. Her light words passed through her slightly reddened earlobe through her hair, squeezed through the half-closed door, and along the damp and cold air, went straight into Lu Mingfei's mind.

Breakfast is ready.

……

The morning sunlight slanted through the window, casting bright but not warm beams of light onto the table covered with a plain tablecloth. The air was filled with the slightly charred aroma of toast, the warm, sweet scent of milk, and the mellow richness of chicken noodle soup.

Lu Mingfei sat at one end of the dining table, his back stiff, like a student who had been told by his teacher before giving a public lesson, "This lesson is very important. If I don't do well, you won't have a good time either."

In front of him was breakfast: a fried egg with slightly browned edges, fluffy white bread slices, a small dish of fruit and milk; and a simple but quite appealing chicken noodle soup with just the right amount of chicken meat.

For breakfast, the quality is quite good. Lu Mingfei isn't a picky person; he doesn't have high demands when it comes to food. But the problem is the quantity... This is two breakfasts!
One copy came from Su Xiaoqiang, and the other came from zero.

When Su Xiaoqiang got out of the car, Lu Mingfei's attention was entirely on Su's father, so he didn't notice that she had brought some things with her and had made a meal in such a short time.

It's quite amazing. Su Xiaoqiang, who is Chinese, makes Western-style breakfasts, while Ling, who is Russian, makes Chinese-style breakfasts.

This is reminiscent of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue exchanging their ultimate techniques, with the former using "Half Sword Floating East, Half Sword Floating West" and the latter using "Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens"... Of course, what moves they used is not important; what is important is Lu Mingfei, who is positioned between the two!
Lu Mingfei felt as if he were no longer sitting at a dining table, but rather on the very roof ridge of the Forbidden City. Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, with their vastly different yet equally powerful auras, stood on either side, sharpening their swords, ready to strike.

Just as this guy, who somehow ended up here, gave the order as the referee, a thunderous force erupted, and he was swept away by the aftershocks of the sword energy and reduced to ashes!
at this point……

"Let's eat first."

Lu Mingfei spoke.

Unable to come up with a solution, he simply lay down, ignoring Su Xiaoqiang and Ling's reactions. Instinctively, he reached out with both hands simultaneously, holding a fork in his left hand and chopsticks in his right, choosing to eat with both hands at once, his head covered.

Fortunately, his appetite has increased significantly since he started exercising, to the point that it has multiplied several times over, so these two breakfasts are no problem for him.

When he really can't eat anymore, he can use [Vitality Micro-Management] to give himself a "Super Fast Digestion" buff to control his digestion speed... Anyway, with his activity level, he can burn off any amount of calories!
Lu Mingfei buried his head in his food and ate for a while.

Both breakfasts tasted quite good, but he couldn't really enjoy them because he was always on edge.

Fortunately... his instinctive choice seemed to be the right one again.

The anticipated storm, for some reason, did not arrive. He looked up again, poking at the fried egg with his fork while secretly glancing to his right and then to his left.

Ling sat quietly to his right, her posture upright and her back straight, like a serene cedar tree on an ice field. She ate very quietly, almost without making a sound, yet at an astonishing speed. Her eyes were lowered, focused intently on the food on her plate, as if everything around her was irrelevant.

She was still the same expressionless ice queen, but that cold and intimidating aura seemed to have subsided. The sunlight fell on her translucent white skin, almost dazzling.

Su Xiaoqiang was to his left, her hair casually tied up, a few stray strands falling across her smooth forehead. She was taking small bites of bread, her gaze fixed on the newly awakened street outside the window, her expression carrying a touch of morning languor, not at all like someone about to draw a sword. She only occasionally picked up her milk glass to take a sip, her posture as natural as if this were her home.

Well, that makes sense, since she's planning to move in...

An eerily harmonious atmosphere prevailed. There was no tense probing, no veiled barbs, and even the air itself seemed to carry a peaceful warmth, mingled with the aroma of food.

In this continuous, almost "daily" tranquility, the tension in Lu Mingfei's heart gradually eased.

Confusion inevitably arose, and the idea of ​​a "World Friendship Day" resurfaced.

Lu Mingfei felt like the person who would be the referee between the two sword gods when he learned that he would be at the Forbidden City. He had been mentally preparing for this for a long time and even fully armed himself.

But when he sat on the rooftop, he found that a table had already been set up at the top of the Forbidden City. The sun was shining brightly, spring was in full bloom, and Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue were leisurely having a picnic.
The expected storms, torrential rain, lightning, and thunder never occurred; everything happened so naturally, as if it were meant to be.

Su Xiaoqiang seemed to notice Lu Mingfei's gaze. She turned her gaze away from the window, glanced at him, and the corners of her mouth seemed to curve upwards very slightly, with a knowing yet indescribable meaning.

Lu Mingfei quickly lowered his head, pretending to be engrossed in studying the physical properties of the fried egg. He had a strange premonition that if they continued to stare at each other, something bad might happen.

Although I don't know why things are like this now, at least it's a good thing, right?
"Wait a minute, nothing's right!"

Liu Miaomiao stood blankly in her room, staring at the scene in the room across the window.

She returned to her bedroom after having breakfast at home, intending to review "You Across the Window" one more time before devoting all her time before the school's Spring Festival Gala to studying "Nightmare".

Yesterday, Lu Mingfei told her about the Dragon Clan world. Although he didn't demonstrate any special abilities, Liu Miaomiao believed him.

As I said before, ever since Lu Mingfei stopped liking Chen Wenwen, Liu Miaomiao felt that anything was possible in the world!
There is an ancient civilization and a special group of people that are completely hidden in human history and have never been discovered by the public... Is that completely acceptable?

Regarding the matter of "Nightmare," Lu Mingfei emphasized its importance quite seriously.

Although there are no means to get Liu Miaomiao to use it right now, it's still good to let Liu Miaomiao listen to it more often. Maybe "quantitative change will lead to qualitative change", or maybe it will have other special effects?
That was exactly what Liu Miaomiao intended to do. But now she completely forgot what she was supposed to do… because she discovered that in Lu Mingfei's room across the window, there was more than one person.

Every night, a "zero" icon would appear in Lu Mingfei's room, but it would disappear on its own each time he went to sleep, something Liu Miaomiao had gotten used to.

But now there's one more!

Liu Miaomiao stared wide-eyed at the figure she recognized at a glance—Su Xiaoqiang.

Given Su Xiaoqiang's personality, he would definitely come whenever he wanted. Liu Miaomiao had anticipated this; she brought Su Xiaoqiang along entirely because she didn't want to see the Zero family dominate...

But why are you guys acting so harmoniously instead of fighting?!

Yes, in the bedroom facing the window, the scene could absolutely be described as harmonious—

Ling and Lu Mingfei sat side-by-side at the desk, discussing something with their books, seemingly studying. Su Xiaoqiang, meanwhile, watched intently for a while with her hands behind her back, before casually lying down on Lu Mingfei's bed and taking out some documents from her bag to examine…

How could this be?
Liu Miaomiao felt completely bewildered... She believed her plan was quite brilliant, a case of "killing three warriors with one peach," a "Zhuge Liang of our time"!
Judging from the current situation, she doesn't seem to be Zhuge Miaomiao, but rather the reincarnation of Zhou Yu. It's a classic case of "Liu Lang's brilliant plan to secure the world ended with him losing both his wife and his army"...

Fortunately, although I was frustrated, it wasn't to the point of actually "vomiting three liters of blood."

"It's ok!"

Liu Miaomiao reflected on her mistakes and comforted herself in her heart.

"Everything will be alright by the time we have our four-hand piano duet tonight!"

At this moment, Su Xiaoqiang, who was "lying back reading documents" by the window, lowered her gaze and quietly glanced at Liu Miaomiao.

She thought to herself: Although I can tell that this girl has ill intentions, she has now "done something good with bad intentions," so I still have to accept this favor.

If it weren't for Liu Miaomiao's phone call, Su Xiaoqiang wouldn't have gotten up early to go out. If she hadn't left early, she wouldn't have bumped into her father, who was exercising early in the morning, and she wouldn't have been found out that she was coming to Lu Mingfei's house for breakfast.

Upon hearing this, Su's father was initially shocked, then angry, and then calmly considered the matter. Finally, he solemnly asked Su Xiaoqiang if she had made up her mind. After receiving a definite answer, he then suggested buying her a villa near Lu Mingfei's house so she could stay there during the winter break.

Yes, Su's father initially only wanted Su Xiaoqiang to live near Lu Mingfei... but then Su Xiaoqiang herself mentioned having her own room at Lu Mingfei's house, which led to these subsequent explanations.

Of course, Su's father's first reaction upon hearing this was another bout of "impotent rage," during which he gritted his teeth and raged for quite some time...

It all started with Liu Miaomiao's phone call! That led to this series of chain reactions!
This is undoubtedly a great gift.

Su Xiaoqiang had originally planned to send a message saying something like, "Well done! From now on, if I get a bite of meat, you'll get a sip of soup," but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed a bit sarcastic... so she decided against it in the end.

She tried to bring her thoughts back to the document in front of her. It was an annual summary, detailing her "achievements"...

"By the way..."

Su Xiaoqiang's gaze was drawn to the word "achievements," and she immediately remembered something.

"Are the results of the mock exams coming out soon?"

With that thought in mind, she immediately lost interest in reading the documents.

Now that she has a "working dragon" under her command, the clever and capable Yu Ji can handle most of the company's affairs, so she can slack off a little...

She took out her phone and logged onto the campus forum.

Shilan Secondary School, Campus Forum.

The campus forum, which used to be filled with chatting, gossip, and nonsense ranging from astronomy to geography, as well as the must-try political discussions and confessions, is unusually solemn today, with only a few posts published and very few replies.

This wasn't, of course, preparation for the evening's party and social dance. There weren't many people actually performing at the party; maybe a few classes would do group acts. The vast majority of the audience would just be spectators.

This is simply a sign of respect for the upcoming epic gossip, like the calm and gloom before the storm.

Everyone knew what was about to happen. It was a betting agreement that had been in place for eight days, involving a huge sum of money. Even though Shilan Middle School was a prestigious private school where most students came from wealthy and influential families, they were still quite taken aback!

Moreover, it concerns the first and second places on the "List of Those Who Should Be Killed".

Will Lu Mingfei, the legendary figure created by Lu Shen in ten days, truly pass the test and become a true legend? Or will Zhao Menghua turn the tide and obtain a huge amount of start-up capital?
Those who enjoy watching the spectacle never mind a bigger scene; as bloodthirsty spectators, they just want to see rivers of blood flowing!
And so, amidst the anticipation of everyone…

A post is published, highlighted, pinned, and highlighted in red.

The title is very simple—

The results are in, the legend continues!

(End of this chapter)