The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

Wen Yubai saw the crowd surging in one direction like a tide, with voices of discussion coming from all directions.

"Come quick! The young masters of the Carl and Ken families are fighting!"

"It's them again? What's it about this time?"

"Who else could it be for! Of course, it's Mr. Lovin!"

"I heard that the two of them wanted to invite Mr. Lowein to the manor, and they argued so fiercely that they started fighting."

"My God, I can't even imagine how difficult it must be for Mr. Lowein to be caught in the middle."

Upon hearing the name Lovin, Wen Yubai paused in his steps.

What's this? The search hasn't even started yet, and the main character has already appeared on his own?

Wen Yubai turned around and walked in the direction of the crowd, with the paladin following closely behind.

Not long after walking, Wen Yubai saw a small square ahead surrounded by layers of people.

Watching a spectacle is human nature.

Wen Yubai decisively chose not to force her way to the front, but instead found a slightly higher stone step to stand on, so that she could see the situation inside more clearly.

Needless to say, the paladin was tall and only needed to stand on tiptoe to see everything over the crowd.

In the center, two elegantly dressed young noblemen were wrestling, their silk robes covered in dust.

One grabbed the other's collar, while the other pulled on the first's hair; neither was willing to let go.

Both of them had bruises on their faces and were still arguing and cursing.

"Loveyn clearly promised me first, what right do you have to take it from me?!"

"Ha, my estate is bigger and more luxurious than yours, so naturally you should come with me!"

The two argued more and more fiercely, and finally started punching and kicking each other without regard for their image.

Meanwhile, onlookers pushed and shoved forward, some making a fuss, some discussing, and others taking the opportunity to get closer, creating a chaotic scene.

The paladin frowned, turned to the side, and used his broad back to protect his holy son from being bumped by the excited people around him.

I really don't know what everyone is so excited about.

But in this very scene, the paladin's gaze passed over the two nobles and stopped abruptly when it landed on a certain spot.

His eyes widened slightly.

Not far from the two nobles who were wrestling, stood a person.

She was a person whose beauty left people speechless.

He had long, fluffy, soft pink hair that fell over his shoulders, the ends of which shimmered softly in the sunlight.

Her eyes were a rare ice-blue, clear and bright, so blue it seemed unreal, as if the entire clear sky had been incorporated into them, making it impossible to look away once you saw them.

The paladin could not describe his appearance; it was as if his very existence embodied all the beautiful words in the world, and his gaze carried a dreamlike quality.

This is a person whose beauty leaves one speechless.

Not only him, but Wen Yubai was also stunned.

Looking at the protagonist on the system screen, who seemed to have a level 10 beauty filter applied, 188 let out a heartfelt sigh:

Now I understand why the world consciousness says that when it sees the protagonist (the bottom), it will recognize him at a glance.

[This is so easy to spot! It's practically got a protagonist's aura!]

"Yes, he's completely out of sync with everyone around him."

Wen Yubai has a strong will; he has always appreciated beauty but is not obsessed with it.

Looking at the protagonist before him, he had only one thought in his mind:

This is a sure thing.

He had previously thought the plot was exaggerated, but seeing the real person, he realized it was not exaggerated at all; it was all true, without any fiction.

It wasn't just her beauty; Lovein seemed to possess a special kind of magic.

Wen Yubai could sense that the people here had an almost fanatical love and admiration for Lovin. Even the onlookers mostly stared at Lovin with infatuation in their eyes.

With such a protagonist as the main character, Wen Yubai thought that the plot shouldn't fall apart this time.

At this moment, Lovin was watching the two nobles who had been fighting and were now black and blue.

Countless gazes, some subtle and some direct, were fixed on him, but Lovin remained indifferent, his expression calm, as if none of it concerned him.

The sun was shining brightly, a gentle breeze ruffled his hair, he squinted slightly and yawned.

Somewhat boring.

He glanced casually at the crowd, his gaze not lingering on anyone, sweeping over one blurry face after another.

Suddenly, his gaze froze.

He saw a young man standing at the edge of the crowd. His dark eyes were calm, unlike the others who stared at him with infatuation, and he didn't seem to have any desire or impulse to get closer to him.

Lovin's lips slowly curved into a smile that was so dazzling it was almost blinding.

He ignored the two nobles who were still fighting and walked straight toward the black-haired youth.

"Sorry, my people are here to pick me up."

"I'm afraid I won't be in Yanings City for quite some time to come."

One second the crowd was captivated by Loven's laughter, the next they were astonished by his words.

"Mr. Lovin, where are you going? Have we not treated you well?"

"The thought of you leaving makes my heart ache, like a fish out of water..."

"Mr. Lovein, are they bothering you? Please don't go. I will protect you, even if it costs me my life..."

Lovin's words immediately ignited the emotions of the crowd. They couldn't believe what they had heard, and they started talking amongst themselves, even blaming the two nobles for Lovin's departure.

Kloven offered no explanation, and as he approached, the crowd gradually fell silent.

Those who were struck by his beauty up close were stunned, staring at Lovin with infatuated eyes.

They wanted to get closer, to touch it, but for some reason, they felt afraid.

Wherever Lovin went, people automatically made way for him.

He walked toward the black-haired youth, but was stopped by someone who didn't know any better.

After a brief moment of disorientation, the paladin regained his resolve; he had not forgotten his mission.

The safety of the Holy Son is paramount!

With him around, dangerous people must never get even a step closer to the Holy Son!

Lovin was stopped, but he wasn't angry and ignored the roadblock.

His gaze fell directly on Wen Yubai, a dazzling smile on his face, and he said:

"Hello, I'm Lovey-Neck."

Despite the impact of her beauty, Wen Yubai's expression remained unchanged, maintaining her aloof persona.

He could see clearly that Lovin's words and actions indicated that he knew where he was going next and who would be picking him up.

Therefore, Wen Yubai did not reveal his identity. After all, there were many people around, and if the Holy Son of Light appeared, it would probably cause a sensation, which would be troublesome.

Wen Yubai nodded slightly. "Hello, Mr. Lovin, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

His silence only fueled the reaction of those around him, who began speculating about Wen Yubai's identity, especially the two nobles, who finally stopped fighting.

When faced with a foreign enemy, they were united in their hatred and their eyes were all fixed on Wen Yubai.

"Who are you? How dare you steal our Mr. Lowein! Get the hell out of here!"

"That's right, Mr. Lowin, if you're going to come with me, you'd better get out of here quickly."

Before Wen Yubai could react, the paladin got angry.

He and the Holy Son had been traveling for so many days and had never suffered such injustice!

With a clang, he drew his sword, a flash of cold light, and glared fiercely at the two nobles, shouting sternly, "Don't be disrespectful to our lord!"