On your wedding night, stay with your godbrother; the Empress is practically throwing herself at you

A family specializing in weapons?

Such a family background is quite unusual in the world of martial arts.

weapons.

That is, magic swords and the like.

Besides magic swords, there are all sorts of other bizarre and wonderful forms.

Take, for example, Lu Chuan's third-grade magic sword: the Fishbone Sword.

This kind of magical sword is indeed somewhat out of step with Lu Chuan's current status.

However, a third-grade magic sword can fetch an astronomical price of hundreds of thousands on the market.

That's equivalent to a regular apartment in the southern part of the city.

This also shows that Sun Miaoyin's family background is extraordinary.

Lu Chuan immediately said politely,

"My apologies, no wonder Miss Sun is so dashing."

The dishes were served quickly.

As Sun Miaoyin ate, she used her captivating eyes to sized up Lu Chuan.

"Brother Lu Chuan, I heard you were Fuyao's brother-in-law before?"

"Now that you're divorced, haven't you thought about finding someone else?"

The question was so direct that Liu Fuyao almost spat out the soup she had just drunk.

When?

Her face flushed red, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan remained calm upon hearing this, and even picked up a piece of food and put it in his mouth.

"I don't plan on doing that for now; it's quite peaceful being alone."

Sun Miaoyin persisted in her accusations.

His body leaned slightly forward, the spectacular curve almost touching the tabletop.

"What if a particularly outstanding girl likes you?"

"For example, would you consider someone like Fuyao from our family?"

Liu Fuyao was now truly anxious.

He kicked Sun Miaoyin hard under the table.

"Wonderful sound!"

"You eat your food!"

How embarrassing!

While the reason for agreeing to let you come was partly to have you act as a wingman to break the ice, you're being too direct.

Lu Chuan finally put down his chopsticks at this moment.

He turned his head and glanced at Liu Fuyao, whose face was so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

After a brief silence, he slowly began to speak.

"I've been through a failed marriage, so I'm more cautious about relationships."

"Sometimes, acting on impulse doesn't guarantee a good future."

"I have to be responsible for myself, and I also have to be responsible for others."

Liu Fuyao heard this.

My heart sank suddenly, and I felt a little disappointed.

But then she realized that Lu Chuan's attitude was truly composed.

Yes.

Feelings are not a game.

We must be responsible for both sides.

Sun Miaoyin just pursed her lips.

"Brother Lu Chuan, you're really boring. You live too rationally."

"Why can't I act impulsively just once more?"

Just then, two men reeking of alcohol entered the restaurant.

Both of them wore badges issued by the Martial Arts Association on their chests.

In other words, they are all martial artists.

Although his cultivation level wasn't high, he was still considered a local bigwig in a place like Nancheng.

Just entered the restaurant.

I spotted Liu Fuyao and Sun Miaoyin sitting by the window at a glance.

The visual impact of these two stunning beauties sitting together is truly immense.

"Hey, these two beauties are pretty good-looking."

One of the bald men staggered over and reached out to put his hand on Sun Miaoyin's shoulder.

"Want to grab a couple of drinks with you guys?"

"This meal is on me."

Sun Miaoyin's eyes turned cold, and she was about to lash out.

Lu Chuan looked up first.

He didn't speak, but merely glanced at the bald man indifferently.

In an instant.

A terrifying pressure slowly flowed out from his body.

Although this is only Lu Chuan's Blood Shadow clone, it only possesses 50% of the original's cultivation.

What is the current strength of the original body?

Eight-Star Martial King

Half the strength of an eight-star Martial King.

In other words, the current strength of the Blood Shadow Clone is equivalent to that of a high-level Martial Spirit.

Even a mere trace of a high-level martial spirit's aura is something a minor character like this cannot withstand.

For an instant.

The two drunkards felt as if the air around them had frozen.

A bone-chilling cold.

With a loud bang.

It rushes straight from the soles of your feet to your forehead.

The initial slurred intoxication was instantly sobered up, and his expression was one of utter terror.

"roll."

Lu Chuan said coldly.

In an instant, the two men felt as if they had been granted a pardon. Without uttering a single harsh word, they ran out of the restaurant in a panic.

Sun Miaoyin was stunned for a moment.

His gaze sharpened.

Just now, she clearly sensed the fleeting aura emanating from Lu Chuan.

Although it was very subtle.

But they are definitely not ordinary people.

"Brother Lu Chuan, are you a martial arts master?"

Sun Miaoyin's eyes lit up.

Lu Chuan shook his head and continued eating.

"No, I just practiced randomly for a few days when I had nothing else to do, to improve my health."

Sun Miaoyin looked at Liu Fuyao with a suspicious expression.

"Fuyao, you didn't tell me that your brother-in-law practices martial arts."

"Judging from the way they were just now."

"He must be at least a Grand Martial Master, right?"

Liu Fuyao was also somewhat bewildered at this moment.

She always knew that Lu Chuan was no ordinary person, after all, he was the messenger chosen by her master.

But to be honest, I don't really know what level Lu Chuan is at.

A grand martial arts master?

Perhaps.

But if he was just a Grand Martial Master, why would a master like his father treat him differently?

……

After a long while.

We finally finished eating.

The three of them walked out of the private restaurant.

The midday sun outside was a bit too bright, so Sun Miaoyin took out a pair of sunglasses from her bag, put them on, and casually covered most of her pretty face.

"Brother Lu Chuan, what are your plans for this afternoon?"

Sun Miaoyin couldn't help but stretch again.

The arc of her waist twisting was incredibly spectacular.

This almost caused several young men passing by to bump into the utility pole.

Lu Chuan looked away and glanced at his phone.

"Nothing special, let's go back to the garden."

Upon hearing this, Sun Miaoyin immediately became interested and grabbed Liu Fuyao's arm.

"That's perfect, take us to the zoo!"

"I heard you're the principal now. Given our relationship, could you get a free ticket?"

Lu Chuan shook his head expressionlessly.

"No, there are rules in the park."

Just as Sun Miaoyin was about to complain about Lu Chuan's lack of romantic understanding, Lu Chuan continued.

"However, I can ask you to come."

Sun Miaoyin then turned her anger into joy.

He winked and made faces at Liu Fuyao.

"Your brother-in-law, although a bit slow-witted, is quite generous."

The three walked side by side toward the zoo entrance.

Sun Miaoyin deliberately lagged behind by half a step and whispered in Liu Fuyao's ear.

"Fuyao, you have excellent taste. Lu Chuan is really handsome and has a steady demeanor."

"It's just that his martial arts cultivation is a little lacking."

Liu Fuyao was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at her.

"It's a little lacking?"

"What level do you think he's at?"

Sun Miaoyin had the air of an expert.

"When he scared those two thugs away just now, I felt it carefully."

"That aura was indeed quite intimidating, but it was only around the level of a Grand Martial Master."

"It's considered top-tier among ordinary people, but in our circle, it's still a bit low."

"If you encounter real trouble in the future, he probably won't be able to protect you."

Liu Fuyao pursed her lips, offering no rebuttal.

After entering the zoo, Lu Chuan led them inside.

We hadn't gone far.

We've just arrived at the monkey mountain.

"Whoosh!"

A golden shadow suddenly shot out from the side of a tree branch.

……