Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the New Three Kingdoms

Even in a formal suit, Lu Mingfei still attracted everyone's attention.

He wore a green jade crown, a dark black robe, and a moon-white silk gauze robe over it. He had a green jade belt with dragon patterns around his waist, a double-edged sword hanging on his left, and a white jade ring hanging on his right. He wore black silk trousers and blue silk shoes. He was as upright as could be.

"What dynasty is that formal attire from?"

Despite his distress at having traveled back in time, Lu Mingfei still put on his previous clothes, while Fingel walked nonchalantly toward the dining area.

"Just tell me if it's formal wear or not, that's all. You look quite handsome in it. Take some photos with Caesar later, and I'll give you this as a gift."

"Then I should thank you."

Lu Mingfei looked helpless, and then spoke.

"I honestly can't say how this outfit is any better than the previous one. Are you sure Caesar won't be angry when he sees it?"

Lu Mingfei couldn't figure out Caesar's temper. He got inexplicably angry when he was chatting with Chu Zihang, which reminded him of Boss Cao.

Fingel simply waved his hand.

"You don't understand Caesar. He was born to be emperor."

"So feudal? What does this have to do with what I'm talking about?"

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

"You don't understand. He graduated from Eton College, and all the top schools were vying to admit him, but he chose Kassel, not because of the tragedy of bloodshed—"

"Which school is Eton College? And what is meant by 'the sorrow of blood'? And what does that have to do with what I'm saying?"

Lu Mingfei, who interrupted the other party, went a little off-topic. Fingel finally stopped looking indifferent and couldn't stand it anymore, so he spoke up.

"You! ...Ahem, anyway, you know Caesar isn't your average rich kid, he's an incredibly powerful one. He came to Kassel because he's freakishly strong, and it's even more challenging here."

Fingel placed various seafood on a plate, then opened his mouth wide like a garbage truck and shoveled it into his mouth, eating with grease dripping from his mouth. After swallowing, he continued to speak.

"And someone as amazing as him has an amazing amount of time, so he uses his time to do amazing things. His first words upon entering university were, 'You can challenge me, but I'm ready to laugh at you.'"

"That sounds like a case of teenage angst, so what does that have to do with me?"

Fingel finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Can't you just let people finish their story?! Don't you know what foreplay is?! Don't you know what getting started is?! Don't you know what warming up the atmosphere is?! Do you play video games without paying attention to the plot?!"

"I'm a skip party member."

When it was Lu Mingfei's turn, he remained calm, while Fingel was furious.

"Someone like you will eventually skip over your own life. Phew—in short, you're a great guy, the best boss for someone like him who likes to spend time doing great things."

Then he cleared his throat.

"It's like a domineering CEO. You're a silly, innocent female lead. He sees you making all sorts of silly mistakes and finds you amusing, so he smiles slightly and says, 'Woman, you've successfully piqued my interest.'"

The last sentence even used a domineering CEO tone, which disgusted Lu Mingfei. He ignored the wine glass the waiter was holding, grabbed the wine from the plate the waiter was holding, and drank it all in one gulp. Then, as if feeling a little refreshed, he spoke.

"I generally prefer the second female lead in these kinds of stories: outstanding and beautiful, successful in her career, ambitious, and actively framing the female lead to win over the male lead; she's aggressive..."

He paused, because he suddenly remembered that Princess Qinghe was that kind of person.

Historically, Princess Qinghe wanted to kill her husband because he took a concubine.

But in Twisted Three Kingdoms, it's as if fate only remembers that Princess Qinghe was obsessed with killing her husband. Even though Lu Mingfei wasn't interested in the divine women in the story and didn't take any concubines, it didn't stop her from thinking about killing her husband.

Moreover, he inherited Boss Cao's mental illness, and would occasionally chuckle incoherently, making him unpredictable.

He doesn't like that kind of person.

He paused for a moment, then spoke with righteous indignation.

"I think those kinds of storylines are just superhuman. I prefer normal women in real life."

"Oh, so you're not with Su Xiaoqiang?"

Fingel stroked his chin with great interest.

"What, she's involved too? By the way, how do you know about her? Oh right, Box, I really think this habit of our school's students is terrible; they beat up anyone with even a little bit of a reputation."

Lu Mingfei frowned deeply, but then relaxed. Everyone who had a name on the school's honor roll had been beaten up. Even Caesar and Chu Zihang had been beaten up, so it wouldn't make a difference if he was one more. He thought for a moment and then continued to speak.

"I didn't get together with her because there were too many things going on that day. Love that starts on impulse doesn't last. You should love a real person, not an abstract one. I'm not the superhero she imagined. I'm just an ordinary college student who likes to drink a little."

"Besides, long-distance relationships are unreliable."

Lu Mingfei added a sentence, then saw that Dawfingel was silent. A sense of sadness emanated from the other person, but it disappeared in an instant, and the person returned to his usual self.

There was just a lot more food than before.

"In short, there's no need to worry about Caesar, your senior brother guarantees it."

At this point, Lu Mingfei cleverly changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, what were Chu Zihang's first words?"

Fingel shook his head.

"He didn't say anything particularly memorable, I think it was something like 'Where is the registration area?'"

"So simple, I can almost picture that face that looks like it has facial paralysis."

Lu Mingfei swished another bottle of wine and began to speak.

"As for you, if we start counting from the moment you boarded the train, it's like, 'I won't stand on ceremony, bring the wine! Bring a big cup!'"

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei swiped another bottle of wine, then took the entire tray full of wine from the waiter who came over again, and said regretfully.

"I should have said something awesome."

Fingel looked at the bottles scattered around his feet and thought to himself, "What you said is actually quite good; it really highlights your persona."

Just then, Caesar finally entered the Ambrosial Pavilion, accompanied by Nono. He was dressed in white, while Nono wore a dark purple suit. The two of them together presented a striking contrast in color, one light and one dark.

Fingel tugged at Lu Mingfei and said, "Stop drinking, Caesar is coming."

Lu Mingfei calmly stated that he would do his thing and I would do mine, and neither of us would interfere with the other. The only reason I came today was to give a speech on stage.

I've even thought of what to say: just let everyone eat and drink well, in a simple and unpretentious way. If that's not enough, I can turn it around and wish everyone good food and drink.

Then he chug down another bottle of wine. Last time, the waiter had brought Lu Mingfei a full plate of wine, which had stopped him from drinking. This time, he was finally able to get past Lu Mingfei and fulfill his duty.

Seeing the waiter secretly cheering himself on as he walked up to Lu Mingfei, Fingel suddenly felt that he needed to work on his thick skin.

Fingel was particularly curious about the structure of Lu Mingfei's stomach. With this kind of drinking, stomach perforation would be a minor issue. How could he hold so much alcohol?

Just as he was wondering, a clear bell rang, and a waiter came over and politely reminded Fingel.

"Sir, please leave. This is the ballroom dancing segment."