Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

"What do you say?"

"But I really am looking at your shoes."

Why are you looking at my shoes?

"...I noticed your shoes are Prada, they're a nice style and not commonly seen, so I took a few glances at them."

So you mean my feet aren't pretty?

"How would I know if your feet are pretty or not?" Lu Mingfei immediately realized that Su Xiaoqiang had set a trap for him. "I didn't even look."

"cut."

Seeing that Lu Mingfei wasn't fooled, Su Xiaoqiang gave a somewhat arrogant snort.

Actually, Su Xiaoqiang didn't really care whether Lu Mingfei looked or not. Su Xiaoqiang had lived abroad for quite some time, and the atmosphere there was much more flamboyant than in China. It was more like dissolute than open-minded... Compared to that, being seen on the feet was nothing.

But he shouldn't be watching so blatantly in broad daylight, you know. She's a girl, for goodness' sake.

Su Xiaoqiang had already assumed in her heart that Lu Mingfei was looking at her feet.

"Oh right, I haven't asked your name yet." Su Xiaoqiang suddenly remembered, "You didn't go to school today, so you must be a junior high graduate, right? What's your name?"

Lu Mingfei hesitated, unsure whether he should tell Su Xiaoqiang his name.

Actually, based on my experience in my previous life, at this point in time, I didn't know Su Xiaoqiang.

His ill-fated relationship with Su Xiaoqiang began after the start of his first year of high school.

He was very oblivious to subtle cues back then, and in front of Su Xiaoqiang, he said that Chen Wenwen was prettier than Su Xiaoqiang, which led to Su Xiaoqiang mocking him for three years.

However, since his rebirth, something seems to have caused a butterfly effect, and many things that never happened in his previous life have occurred to him.

First, he followed Chu Zihang into Nibelungen and met Odin and Xia Mi; then Liu Miaomiao inexplicably invited him to a graduation trip; and now he has met Su Xiaoqiang in an internet cafe.

It's like playing a visual novel and triggering a hidden route.

However, after hesitating for only a moment, Lu Mingfei truthfully told Su Xiaoqiang:

"Lu Mingfei."

He thought about it and realized that even if the timeline had changed, there seemed to be no need for him to hide it.

"Which three words?" Su Xiaoqiang asked.

“The road of the road, the bright of tomorrow, the extraordinary.” Lu Mingfei gestured with his fingers in the air.

"The name is quite strange," Su Xiaoqiang clicked her tongue in amazement. "What will happen to the road tomorrow?"

"Very wide and unobstructed."

Su Xiaoqiang was stunned for a few seconds before asking, "Why do you say that?"

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes: "Tomorrow is Thursday, a workday, so the roads will definitely be very clear tomorrow, there won't be any traffic jams."

"You're really something else. It's a waste of your talent that you're not a comedian."

Su Xiaoqiang chuckled, brushing a few stray hairs from her forehead behind her ear, and spoke each word as if gently tapping out syllables from the tip of her tongue:

“My name is Su Xiaoqiang. Su is from Suzhou, Xiao is from Xiaoyue, and Qiang is from Qiangqingjicui—remember, it’s not Qiang as in rose.”

Lu Mingfei nodded: "I know, I know, it's the mast that's turned to ashes."

Su Xiaoqiang frowned, feeling that Lu Mingfei hadn't said anything wrong, but something still felt off.

As the two chatted, the bus stop appeared before them without them even realizing it.

On a weekday, there were few people in front of the station, except for an elderly woman who looked like she was carrying two sledgehammers, with a vegetable basket in one hand and a box of eggs in the other.

Lu Mingfei wanted to see Su Xiaoqiang to her car before leaving, but Su Xiaoqiang waved her hand:

"No need, no need, you go ahead. I'll just call my driver to pick me up."

“Okay.” Lu Mingfei nodded. He had been playing StarCraft with Su Xiaoqiang for two hours at the internet cafe and almost forgot that she was actually a young lady from a prominent family.

In terms of assets alone, they might be wealthier than Liu Miaomiao and Zhao Menghua's family.

However, Lu Mingfei still doesn't understand why Su Xiaoqiang came to the internet cafe.

Su Xiaoqiang took out her phone from her skirt pocket, dialed a number, and the call was answered immediately after a "beep".

"Uncle Li, yes, it's me. It's nothing. Come pick me up, I'm at—"

Su Xiaoqiang looked up at Lu Mingfei, who immediately gave the location name.

"Hanting Hotel Bus Stop on Wuliqiao Road".

"Hanting Hotel bus stop on Wuliqiao Road - Male? No, I didn't, how could that be! I just went for a walk outside to clear my head."

Lu Mingfei noticed that Su Xiaoqiang's ears suddenly turned bright red, as if they were on fire. He wondered what the person on the other end of the phone had said to her that made her so angry...

Just as he was deep in thought, he saw Su Xiaoqiang slam down the phone and glare fiercely at Lu Mingfei.

"What, what are you doing?"

"What kind of lousy place name did you give me!" Su Xiaoqiang gritted her teeth.

Lu Mingfei pointed innocently at the bus stop sign. Su Xiaoqiang followed Lu Mingfei's finger and saw that the bus stop sign indeed read "Hanting Hotel, Wuliqiao Road".

Su Xiaoqiang was taken aback, only then realizing that she was in the wrong.

"Hmph, forget it, let's just let this go." Su Xiaoqiang grumbled, one hand on her hip, the other expertly scrolling through her phone: "Give me your phone number."

"Huh?" Lu Mingfei didn't react.

"Mobile number." Su Xiaoqiang waved her phone in front of Lu Mingfei.

"Oh, oh, oh." Lu Mingfei finally realized, "I don't have a cell phone yet."

"what?"

Although Su Xiaoqiang knew that mobile phones were not very common at the time, she assumed that Lu Mingfei had a mobile phone because he was a student at Shilan Middle School and students who could afford to attend Shilan Middle School generally came from well-off families.

"If you don't have a cell phone, you must have a QQ account, right?" Su Xiaoqiang's voice suddenly softened.

"There are some."

"Give me your number, and I'll add you later."

"9484..."

After giving his QQ number, Lu Mingfei wanted to stay at the bus stop to wait for Su Xiaoqiang's car, but Su Xiaoqiang insisted on sending him away.

Only after watching Lu Mingfei's figure disappear into the alley did Su Xiaoqiang feel relieved.

Just kidding. Uncle Li almost misunderstood me on the phone just now. If Uncle Li saw Lu Mingfei waiting for the car with him, who knows what kind of trouble he might cause.

Thinking of this, for some reason, Su Xiaoqiang felt her ears burning again.

A dozen minutes later, a black Audi A6 stopped in front of the bus stop. Su Xiaoqiang got off the bus, opened the car door, and sat in the back seat with practiced ease.

"Miss, are you going back?" asked Uncle Li, the driver.

"Let's go back."

Su Xiaoqiang leaned back lazily in her chair. For some reason, the mention of going home made her feel tired instantly.

With a jolt of its engine, the Audi roared away, its large wheels kicking up a cloud of dust.

Su Xiaoqiang opened her phone's contacts, and the name "Lu Mingfei" immediately caught her eye.

She saved his QQ number here.

"He's such a weird guy, I wonder if we'll end up in the same class in high school," Su Xiaoqiang thought to herself. "I'll ask him to play a couple more rounds of StarCraft with me when I have time, it's pretty fun."

StarCraft...

Su Xiaoqiang suddenly realized something strange.

I had just told him my name.

Why did he ask those people to call him "Sister Su" when they were in the internet cafe?

Some readers said there was too much interstellar description. I also feel that since this is my first time writing a web novel, I did not control the pacing very well. So I submitted all the drafts today and quickly moved on from the interstellar section.

Chapter 18 Wine Virtue Mai (Two chapters combined)

Xinyu Internet Cafe.

After watching Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang leave, Lao Lei went upstairs to tidy up their camera positions.

Just as I sat down at the front desk, the MapleStory friend message sound rang out. It was my female apprentice from a few days ago asking for help again.

Just as Lao Lei was about to reply, the door to the internet cafe was pushed open.

Against the blinding sunlight, her face was not visible; only the light tracing her tall, graceful curves through the dusty air.

Old Lei glanced at it, then lowered his head, his gaze returning to the computer screen:

"It's two yuan an hour. Members who top up ten yuan get ten yuan free. Please show your ID card if you want to turn on the machine."

The woman slammed a card onto the counter with a "thud." Old Lei reached for the card without looking up, his fingertips fumbling around for a moment before finally finding it.

The moment Old Lei gripped the card in his palm, he suddenly froze.

It has a strange feel, somewhat like metal, but it's not real metal, and the surface has a very high-end matte finish.

It's clearly not an ID card.

Old Lei slowly opened his palm, revealing a black card. It contained no words, only strange abstract lines and numerical symbols. Turning it over, he saw two crossed silver spears on the back, with the word "Hunter" written below them.

Old Lei was silent for two seconds, then handed the card back from the counter: "We don't accept cards that aren't ID cards."

"Is an ID card absolutely necessary?" a mature, languid woman asked.

"Don't you have a temporary card or something? I just flew in from Japan this morning and only have my passport with me. I haven't had time to apply for a temporary residence permit yet."

"Sorry, this is a legitimate internet cafe." Old Lei pulled out a sign from under the counter that read "Minors are prohibited from accessing the internet" and placed it on the counter.

Just then, the door opened again, and Lu Mingfei returned after dropping off Su Xiaoqiang. Lu Mingfei put his hands in his pockets and said, "Boss, I'm back. Give me two more hours."

He had just finished speaking when he noticed the woman standing next to him. She was fair-skinned, beautiful, slender-waisted, and had long legs. Her long hair was tied up high.

Although she was wearing huge sunglasses that obscured her entire face, it was still possible to discern that her features were quite beautiful, and she was carrying a small suitcase.

The three people looked at each other, awkwardness floating in the air like dust.