Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 150 Sharp Horn in the Brain, Crystal Jade Bones

Lu Wubing held the black jar and covered the little girl's head with a cloth to avoid alarming passersby.

Holding Xue Lihong's hand, we walked down the long street.

Watching the flow of people on the street.

Every now and then, some people would stop and bow, making way for them with expressions of awe.

He didn't ask who the other person was.

I roughly understand that these people are either disciples of the [Jin Yu Tang] sect, or patients treated by my father at the [Hui Chun Tang] clinic that he reopened.

I've been in Mingyang City for a while now, though I spend most of my time on the mountain. When I do come down, it's always in a rush. I've become somewhat of a familiar face to people, a minor celebrity in the city.

Especially this time, he fought his way up and down the mountain, wiped out the Mingyang branch of the Beggars' Sect, and wiped out those fifty or sixty evil beggars in one fell swoop...

The news couldn't be kept secret; many people were secretly watching from the sidelines.

It wasn't just ordinary people, but also spies from all sides.

Whispers drifted in from all sides, all discussing the matter.

In a distant tavern, a scholar was talking loudly: "I never expected that the Heavenly Star Sect would produce such a ruthless disciple who leaves no room for mercy in his attacks."

With this person around, the Heavenly Star Sect will either rise to great heights or invite trouble; its future is uncertain…

"Brother, you've gone too far. This young man is known in the martial arts world as the Southern Sword, and his swordsmanship is as swift as thunder and lightning..."

This morning I learned that Xuanming Qiangu and other Black List masters had died at this man's hands. Now, he has personally killed Wu Tianzhi, the highly respected Nine-Bag Elder of the Beggar Clan. He cannot be regarded as a junior or new disciple. In the blink of an eye, he has become a powerful figure in the region.

With this person in charge of Mingyang City, all demons and monsters have fled. This is truly a blessing for us; how can we speak of an uncertain future?

This makes sense.

Lu Wubing turned his head and looked into the distance, then nodded slightly.

He thought to himself that there were still insightful people in Mingyang City. His efforts in devising this plan and eliminating the villains had not been in vain.

Dozens of feet away, near the window of the three-story restaurant, the sound suddenly stopped, and the two middle-aged scholars fell silent.

They saw a person and a horse slowly disappear into the distance. After a long while, the person on the left sighed, "What keen senses! They could hear what we were saying even from this distance."

Brother Cui, war is imminent, and the borderlands are in turmoil. Mingyang is located in the heartland; even if occasional unrest occurs, with such a brilliant and talented individual here, it's worth considering relocating our businesses here.

"This matter still needs to be discussed with the family. Unlike Brother Li, who has now separated from the family and can act unilaterally. However, Brother Li, did you feel just now that there was a moment when your blood and qi were not flowing smoothly, and your limbs felt numb?"

"Brother Cui, you feel the same way? I thought it was just my imagination..."

The two men looked at each other, simultaneously feeling a damp, cold sensation on their backs. It was from the young man who had been beside the red horse. At first glance, he was like a sword or a knife, giving people a feeling that their lives were like drifting tumbleweeds, unable to control their own destiny.

"What an amazing young man."

"Only a man like him can be called the Northern Overlord and Southern Sword Master. Murong Tiangang's defeat was indeed not unjust."

The two drank it all in one gulp, hurriedly paid the bill and left, not daring to linger any longer.

Lu Wubing tried his best to suppress the turbulent mental power surging in his mind. The violent intent, like a raging tidal wave, constantly assaulted his consciousness.

He felt that he might actually be sick.

A phantom tumor has grown in my brain.

It seems real yet not real, it seems illusory yet not illusory.

Upon closer inspection, the object didn't exist. However, once my attention shifted away, I could clearly feel that condensed mass in my mind.

Just like...

It's like a sharp horn sprouting from the top of someone's forehead.

This sharp point is not rooted in the flesh and blood, but rather grows in the soul and spirit.

Good guy.

A trace of sorrow flashed in Lu Wubing's eyes. He walked to the roadside, reached out and rubbed his face, revealing six big white teeth, and a warm, sunny smile appeared on his face.

He had just tried it, and there seemed to be an uncontrollable killing intent emanating from his eyes; those with keen senses could perceive it.

People with neurasthenia are likely to be affected by their own mental overload.

We still need to control it properly, otherwise it will affect our family members.

A pomegranate blossom lay askew in the mud by the roadside. Lu Wubing squinted, and the blossom floated into his hand without any wind.

Smelling the faint fragrance of the flowers, Lu Wubing's heart stirred. He watched as the red flower went through its entire life in the blink of an eye, withering, changing color, and finally turning into dry ashes and fragments.

A gentle breeze blew it down to the ground.

"It's true. After opening half of the Devouring Heaven Divine Meridian, it naturally felt the urge to devour the heavens and earth, to swallow everything. The withered flower had no spirituality, and therefore no power to resist; it was swallowed whole by me… This broken sword technique is far too brutal."

Lu Wubing finally understood why, in the memories of this body when it was young, his grandfather always sat quietly in the family temple, silently striking the wooden fish, and rarely saw anyone.

Every time I paid my respects from afar, my father would hurriedly carry me away... The joy of family life between grandparents and grandchildren, a common occurrence in ordinary households, was completely absent.

That "Southern Sword" likely lost control of his mental power long ago.

Even if one is not consciously out of control.

Even unintentionally revealed thoughts can be hurtful.

"Young master, your martial arts are excellent."

The two rushed out to greet them.

A large, honest-looking man scratched his head and laughed heartily, his gaze still fixed on the scattered flower petals blown away by the wind.

Given his brain capacity, he probably couldn't comprehend what he had just witnessed.

Lu Wubing glanced at Wang Tietou and noticed that the skin on his arms had darkened considerably, with faint, barely visible golden threads moving deep within the skin, blending with the blue veins.

"You've already reached the seventh rank of external cultivation?"

He was greatly surprised.

He always let his household guards roam freely.

During this period, I was mainly busy improving myself and dealing with external crises, so I passed on the Golden Thread Robe, the Azure Wave Sword, the Surging Wave Palm, and several freehand techniques, and then let them practice them on their own.

I didn't expect them to make such rapid progress...

Even the truly skilled and formidable opponents cannot be relied upon by them.

Being able to deal with ordinary petty thieves and prevent trivial matters from affecting the peace of the home is already quite good.

Unexpectedly, Wang Tietou casually practiced the Horizontal Hard Technique [Golden Thread Robe], and in just over a month, he had already reached the Proficiency Realm, achieving the peak of the seventh rank, with golden veins growing on his body.

The next step is to fully train and penetrate the muscles, bones, and skin...

Thus, he stepped into the sixth rank of external martial arts, the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

This guy jumped two realms from the ninth rank to the seventh rank in one go. What kind of medicine did he take?
"It's mainly because the master has been brewing so much bitter medicine every day these days, and he keeps making me swallow it. I feel so bad, that medicine must be so expensive, and he's just wasting it on me. It's not like I'm taking medicine, it's like I'm swallowing silver..."

Wang Tietou complained bitterly.

Lu Wubing could tell that he was genuinely heartbroken.

Wang Tietou had no parents, so his uncle Wang Zhong took him in. As a result, he entered the Lu family when he was only three years old.

Over the years, from a errand boy to a bodyguard, he has always worked hard without complaint and has always been very happy.

Perhaps they had long considered the Lu residence as their own home.

After experiencing several incidents, his own father, Lu Changfeng, must have a severe lack of security.

It was a rare discovery that there was a promising talent in their family, and they had also found a suitable cultivation method. They immediately spared no expense in carefully preparing medicinal herbs, bathing and administering them to him, hoping to forcefully cultivate him into a master.

This feeling is understandable.

"Just eat what I tell you to eat."

Lu Wubing didn't seem to care. Looking at the other person's face, which was only seventeen years old but already covered with a full beard, he said with some disdain, "You're only a year older than me, why are you growing a beard? You shave it off every day."

"With such an unkempt appearance, walking around the mansion like this, people might think our family has taken in bandits."

Wang Tietou shrank back as he was scolded and quickly agreed.

He had been told off by his uncle many times, but he was always too lazy to take care of himself. His uncle believed that a real man didn't need to meticulously groom himself; that wasn't something a man should do.

At this moment, after Lu Wubing said that, he didn't dare to utter a single word in his defense.

He quickly took out a horn-tipped knife from his sleeve and shaved his beard clean, making a shaving sound, as if scraping a wild boar's skin.

Lu Wubing's eyebrows twitched as he watched.

He thought to himself that he had already mastered the art of "bragging".

This kid is naturally strong and robust, so he's well-suited to further his studies in external martial arts.

"I have a technique called the Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone Fist here. It was passed down by my master's wife. Back then, those who practiced this technique terrified the Western Barbarians and were rewarded with a title of Marquis in the Northern Border for their achievements... It can be described as a top-notch external body-refining technique that can cultivate powerful internal energy from the outside in. I will teach you it later."

Lu Wubing turned to the butler and said, "Uncle Gui, let Instructor Tang and Instructor Wang come and practice too..."

“Young Master, their progress is not fast. Also, the Azure Wave Sword Technique is too profound; they have only just begun to understand it. Iron Head, on the other hand, has done a decent job with the Surging Wave Palm, but his swordsmanship is not up to par.”

The butler shook his head slightly, looking disappointed.

When the young master went up the mountain, they were officials of the eighth rank.

More than a month has passed, and he is still at the eighth rank, which is completely insignificant compared to Wang Tietou's cultivation progress.

"It's out of the way."

Lu Wubing didn't explain anything.

When a normal person cultivates, whether it's internal or external martial arts, or swordsmanship and spear techniques, everything is as slow as a snail.

Some people spend two or three years just laying the foundation.

This is not because they are too stupid.

It's not that practicing martial arts is inherently difficult.

Otherwise, wouldn't everyone be an expert? Would the world still be any better then?

By acquiring skills and abilities, one can secure a livelihood, transcend social classes, and lead a significantly different life.

It's normal for it to be a little difficult.

Just like the disciples on Tianxing Peak.

Before they figured out a shortcut to cultivation, they were just as slow and inefficient as oxen pulling a broken cart.

Some people practice until they are thirty or forty years old, but still fail to break through to the seventh rank... Unable to obtain superior teachings, they have no choice but to leave the mountain.

You can either join a security escort agency, become a bodyguard for a wealthy family, or open a martial arts gym to make a living...

It's not that they don't want to continue training; it's that their talent and comprehension limit them to this level of strength.

Taking it a step further is extremely difficult.

Clearly, in their own family, Wang Tietou is now the only promising talent.

He is a prodigy in cultivating external martial arts, possessing exceptional talent... Everyone else is a waste of talent.

"As for those orphans, we have now adopted seventy-eight people, and found six promising individuals among them. Four boys and two girls."

“Properly train these people; they will be the foundation of the Lu family in the future. Uncle Gui will have to put in a lot of effort in this regard.”

There's chaos in the north now, and too many people are displaced. If you see any families struggling to survive, wanting to sell their children, please take them in.

"Don't worry, old slave."

"Tie Tou, go next door and ask my senior sister Xin Zhu to come over to our house."

Lu Wubing thought for a moment and then said.

Before he could finish speaking, he caught a glimpse of a figure in a purple dress out of the corner of his eye and said with a smile, "No need to go, Senior Sister is here."

"Young Sect Leader."

"Just call me Wubing, senior sister, you don't need to be so formal."

“Junior Brother Lu, I found a wet nurse who is still breastfeeding and got some food for the little one.”

"Meow..."

The cat on Lu Wubing's shoulder stood up with a "whoosh," its eyes fixed intently on Shen Xinzhu, its little tail wagging back and forth, drawing circles.

"It's not for you to eat, it's for that little girl."

A trace of sadness flashed across Shen Xinzhu's face. She gently stroked the kitten's head and neck, then looked at Lu Wubing's left arm, where a small jar was covered with a black cloth.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior sister. Please come inside."

Lu Wubing looked down at his elbow and felt the little girl's head bobbing around. She seemed to smell the milky aroma wafting from the bowl and let out a very soft giggle.

"Father, do you still have any Five Treasures Tonic Pills at home? I need three... Dissolve them in water, add tiger bone powder, snake bile, and safflower, and boil them into a pot of medicine."

Upon entering, they were greeted by their parents and the maid, Emerald, and several others.

Judging from their complexion, they've been doing quite well lately.

Lu Wubing had no time for pleasantries and immediately told his father to prepare the medicine.

In this respect, my father is even more skilled than I am, after all, he is an experienced doctor and has done it well.

The heat control during the decoction process was excellent.

"Who injured their bones and muscles? They need such potent medicine..."

Lu Changfeng looked puzzled and almost didn't realize what was happening.

He knew his child's potential best. After comprehending the fundamental diagram of the Six Yang Divine Needle Technique, especially after mastering the visualization diagram in the secret manual, the vitality it possessed was simply inconceivable.

If someone says that they have practiced medicine all their life and have been called a miracle doctor, that is half fact and half praise.

Therefore, to call Lu Wubing a "miracle doctor" would be an insult to him, given his current medical skills.

What need is there for tonics when there are broken tendons and bones? With the blessing of boundless vitality, the Six Yang Life-Snatching Needles can truly snatch a life back from the clutches of the King of Hell.

As long as the injury doesn't result in immediate death, and the head is severed, as long as it's reattached in time and the mind remains intact.

In the blink of an eye, the cycle can be resumed, regenerating tissue and blood, clearing the meridians and tendons, and bringing the person back to life.

That's how amazing it is.

"The main reason is that the child is still young."

Lu Wubing sighed, entered the main room, and slowly lifted the black cloth covering his arm.

"what……"

A gasp of surprise rang out from inside the hall.

Chen Yulian, along with Emerald and Green Pearl, simultaneously let out a scream, tears streaming down their faces.

They are soft-hearted and cannot bear to see human tragedy.

Shen Xinzhu, on the other hand, only trembled slightly in the large bowl in her hand before returning to normal.

She had already heard the news from her junior brother at home and knew about the tragic events that had occurred at the Mingyang branch of the Beggars' Sect, so she was mentally prepared.

However, when she finally saw the little girl in the jar with her own eyes, her heart still skipped a beat.

He felt a surge of anger and murderous intent welling up inside him, and he couldn't help but become agitated.

“They deserve to die… How could those people be so heartless? Old Hero Ge’s lifelong reputation will be ruined sooner or later.”

Shen Xinzhu's eyes were red. She reached out her hand, then pulled it back. She didn't even dare to look at the smiling face of the two or three-year-old girl in the jar.

The little girl has big eyes, long eyelashes, and cascading hair. She's as cute as a porcelain doll. I wonder who her parents are? She doesn't look like she was born to an ordinary family.

The key point is that, judging from its appearance, it has been kept in the jar for quite some time, at least two months.

Because the little guy has gotten used to life in the jar, he doesn't find it bitter at all.

They also lost their memories of their normal lives in the past.

Perhaps she just felt a little strange.

Why do the adults around me not live in a jar like I do? Why do they look so strange and walk around like that?
"I can't believe there really are such heinous methods. I've only heard about them before, but I've never seen them with my own eyes."

Lu Changfeng was also furious and wanted to roar in anger, but he forced himself to lower his voice and make it gentle, for fear of frightening the girl in the jar.

"Who did this? They deserve to die!"

"They're all dead. The Mingyang branch of the Beggars' Sect in the south of the city, a total of fifty-three people, plus the nine-bag elder Wu Tianzhi, were all wiped out by Junior Brother Lu. I only regret that I didn't pay attention to some of the information back then, and didn't go to investigate myself. Fifth Senior Brother did a bad job..."

"It's not your fault. The Beggars' Sect operates in secrecy, and all the forces around them are wary of their reputation, so they won't investigate them thoroughly. Most of the time, they let them do as they please because of Senior Ge's reputation. No one would have thought that these people would be so ruthless."

People are often misled by appearances.

People often think of beggars as a group of pitiful people who are struggling to make ends meet and are always on the verge of starving to death.

Not only are they not a threat, but they are also honest and easy to bully.

When most people see it, they will secretly curse their bad luck and quietly avoid walking on it.

Not to mention the wealthy and powerful.

They wouldn't even glance at it...

The old man is kind-hearted and cannot bear to see human suffering; this is the reason why.

Just one glance at it and I feel like it's an eyesore.

In this situation, who would bother to pay attention to the living conditions of beggars and track what they do?
Therefore, the Mingyang branch's personnel, though constantly moving around inside and outside the city, maintained a considerable presence. They did many things, yet managed to remain unnoticed and unheard.

The fifth senior brother that Shen Xinzhu mentioned is Quan Shijie from the [Jin Yutang] lineage, a seventh-rank internal cultivator.

This time, he also mastered the [Flowing Light Sword Style], showing good aptitude and being comparable to his fourth senior brother, Zhang Dexing.

Besides him, Jin Yutang also has a third senior brother, Teng Sanlang, whose cultivation is even stronger than Quan Shijie's.

He has already opened up nine meridians, and his cultivation level is almost the same as that of Wu Yunchong, the third senior brother of the Wangtianya lineage.

His swordsmanship is also quite good.

During the seven-day sword training, the best performers were Senior Sister Xiaolan, Senior Sister Qi, and this Teng Sanlang.

His understanding of swordsmanship was even greater than that of Shen Xinzhu.

The reason why Shen Xinzhu only blames her fifth senior brother and not her third and eldest senior brothers is that she only blames her fifth senior brother.

This is because Quan Shijie worked in the Mingyang Prefecture government office as the head of the anti-theft constables.

He should be aware of everything that happens in the city, from top to bottom. It's really a big mistake that such a huge blunder has occurred.

"Back then, Prefect Zhao was still in power, and Senior Brother Quan endured his days in silence. He had little power, and few people listened to him. After Prefect Zhao got into trouble, he immediately rallied the hundreds of constables in the prefectural government and subdued the other two head constables. He was quite capable, so there's no need to be harsh on him."

Lu Wubing shook his head. He knew that this fifth senior brother of Jin Yutang had not only extricated his family's Huichuntang from the incident, but also concealed his identity as the Mad Swordsman.

During this period, Mingyang City was peaceful and quiet, and no bad news came out, so we deserve credit for that.

In particular, he dispatched eight constables to patrol the Lu family residence day and night, showing they were quite dedicated. They were also among the first to pledge allegiance to him, the young sect leader.

"Mother……"

The little girl in the jar, her eyes darting left and right, fixed her gaze on Lu Wubing, grinned, and actually called out "Mommy."

Lu Wubing felt a slight pang in his heart. He remembered his past life, when his little darling had looked at him with such longing eyes and sweetly called him "Daddy."

That's because they're hungry.

Don't be fooled by the fact that these tiny babies don't know anything. They actually have basic understanding. When they're hungry, they'll call for their parents; when they wet their pants, they'll cry...

All that has passed is like fleeting smoke.

After working so hard for so many days, I suddenly died. I wonder if she is doing well now.
Lu Wubing gently stroked the little girl's hair and said softly, "She's hungry, let's feed her some milk. She doesn't need to eat too much, she's actually getting enough nutrition... The person who did this must have given her some kind of drug. Her brain isn't damaged, but her body is severely crippled. In a while, her limbs and internal organs will probably grow into the jar."

That's where the cruelty lies.

Treat people like flowers.

One can only imagine how rotten the body and limbs inside the jar had become.
This was also what Lu Wubing had previously instructed his seventh senior sister and Xiao Lan to never break the jar.

The jar shattered, and the little girl's body shattered along with it.

Only with supreme acupuncture techniques and abundant life force can the little girl's entire body of tendons, bones, and muscles be repaired.

Even Grandpa Lu Changfeng couldn't do that.

Shen Xinzhu, needless to say, knew at a glance that she was powerless to help.

"Let me do it."

Shen Xinzhu's hands were very steady, and her movements were extremely gentle.

He fed the baby little by little with a spoon until she had eaten about half a bowl. He only stopped when he saw the little girl turn her mouth away.

"how to do?"

"Since the child likes to drink breast milk, then find more of it and mix in some nourishing ingredients that promote muscle growth and bone health to supplement nutrition."

Next, I will catalyze the growth power within her, which will consume quite a bit of energy.

understood.

Shen Xinzhu turned and left the Lu residence, instructing the Baoan Hall staff to search everywhere for fresh breast milk.

She interacts frequently with expectant mothers, so she has no shortage of connections in this area.

Lu Changfeng then brewed a pot of bright red medicinal soup, put it in a large wooden bucket, and brought it over.

Furthermore, they thoughtfully lined the wooden tub with silk cushions to prevent the little one from getting hurt...

Once the medicine has cooled down, the breast milk will be ready.

Lu Wubing took a deep breath and turned to look at Chen Yulian and the two head maids in the house.

"Mother, why don't you go to the back room to rest and stop watching?"

He was worried that Chen Yulian wouldn't be able to sleep at night after seeing it. Relying on his spiritual perception, Lu Wubing could already sense that the flesh and blood in the jar were about to turn into a lump.

Extremely miserable.

"No, I still want to see the little one call me grandmother!"

"Idy Chan said stubbornly."

She keenly sensed that when her son looked at the little guy, his eyes were filled with tenderness and warmth, as if he were looking at his own child.

This child is also extremely beautiful, like a little princess, but I don't know her background or identity.

However, in any case, it's impossible to find her parents and relatives under these circumstances; if they were found, it would most likely frighten others.

Of course, given that such a young child had fallen into the hands of the Beggars' Sect, the group still leaned towards the assumption that her parents were likely in grave danger.

Mingyang City is a crossroads, a battleground on all sides, bustling with people. No one knows exactly who has passed through here.
And who else died in some desolate wilderness?
However, once I'm cured, I can ask around and find out more.

If we couldn't find anyone else, we adopted them.

"Okay, if you're not afraid, just watch."

Lu Wubing smiled, placing one hand on the left side of the jar and the other on the little girl's Baihui acupoint. Life force flowed like a gentle stream, circulating through her meridians and opening up her pathways.

The first thing to do was to use overwhelming mental strength to isolate the little girl from pain, creating a small cradle in her heart...

He kept muttering, "Sleep, sleep, it doesn't hurt at all, you'll feel better when you wake up."

Seeing the little girl's eyelids drooping and her making very faint snoring sounds, she even had a smile on her face.

Lu Wubing's internal energy trembled slightly.

The jar was broken into pieces.

There was silence.

No one spoke.

Then I saw that bloody, mangled body gradually grow bones, new flesh, and new skin.

In the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a delicate, pink human figure appeared before them.

"Incredible skill, simply unbelievable."

Shen Xinzhu covered her mouth tightly, afraid that she might accidentally make a sound and wake the sleeping baby.

That must have hurt so much.

But the little girl didn't utter a sound... she didn't even wake up.

She knew how difficult Lu Wubing's move was.

Even with such miraculous abilities, I myself would be completely unable to reconnect the internal meridians and align the internal organs and bones.

Lu Wubing, however, seemed to be able to see through the most minute details, almost as if he could reassemble the little girl's entire body.

Furthermore, it can use a massive amount of internal energy, divided into hundreds of strands, to gently fix every limb and every bone, preventing them from shifting.

You can even see that the little girl's body has a crystal-clear jade color, with a semi-transparent and disordered feel.

Such methods are only heard of in myths and legends; how could one possibly witness them in person?
Even Old Master Lu held his breath, his whole body trembling with excitement. It was as if he had seen an extremely precious work of art, or as if he had witnessed a miracle.

A full half hour passed.

Lu Wubing's face looked slightly haggard, and his body was soaked in sweat as if he had been washed.

He didn't care...

With hands slightly raised and energy flowing like water, she gently reached out and placed the small body into the wooden tub of medicinal soup.

Seeing the little guy's pink skin regain its whiteness, and his chubby little feet unconsciously splashing in the water, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It actually works!"

Lu Wubing also smiled.

When he first started treatment, he discovered that the little girl had naturally wide meridians. Although they were fragmented, it was still clear that they were several times stronger than those of ordinary people.

Moreover, its tendons and bones are incredibly resilient, and its flesh is translucent and glistening.

It is only supported by some medicinal properties and contains no impurities.

'I wonder what kind of drugs they were given?'

Lu Wubing's heart stirred.

Using himself as a model, he reshaped the little girl's meridians, flesh, and bones, forming a crystal sword body, an immaculate form, and surprisingly succeeded.

Almost, even the boundless vitality within his body couldn't keep up.

"From now on, I'll call you Liuli."

As the group relaxed, Lu Wubing burst into laughter.

The little girl was startled awake, her lips trembled as if she was about to cry, but when she saw Lu Wubing, she smiled again.

At first, she flailed her arms and legs awkwardly, but soon she regained her memories... She climbed to the edge of the wooden tub, stretched out her little hand to Lu Wubing, and called out in a childish voice, "Mama..."

"Alright, you have to call me Daddy now."

Lu Wubing's eyes crinkled with laughter.

He instructed, "Uncle Gui, have someone stand guard at the yamen gate and tell everyone what the little girl looks like. By the way, don't mention the red mole between her eyebrows or the birthmark behind her ear. If someone claims her, ask them carefully."

"Yes."

Uncle Gui peeked out from the front of the hall, smiled, and went out.

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(End of this chapter)