Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Sekiro

The deposit was given to the boss. This piece of junk should have been retired long ago. In its old age, it could return to the countryside and become one with Mother Earth. Wouldn't that be a wonderful end?

Suddenly, the piercing roar of an engine filled my ears.

He made a telescope shape with his hands and saw a silver flash in the distance.

With its streamlined body and low chassis, it's clear at a glance that this is a car you shouldn't mess with.

"Tsk tsk." Old Tang shook his head repeatedly. "They're really bold. Whose rich kid is so reckless, speeding on a mountain road?"

He quickly climbed up a small hillside to hide.

Rich people just want to spend money lavishly, so they hire F4 race car drivers to drive them, right?

You ride roller coasters but not at amusement parks? That's something else!

He was standing on the hillside, so if that guy had an accident and crashed through the hillside railing, he wouldn't be affected.

Although it wasn't a cliff below, it was a small landslide covered by trees. At this speed, the chances of survival could be described as nine out of ten.

But the car began to slow down and stopped next to his motorcycle.

Two men with frizzy hair got out of the car, and the three of them stared at each other.

"Lu Mingfei!" Old Tang shouted.

He and Lu Mingfei had been separated for less than five days, so of course he remembered that face clearly.

“Finger von Frings, Lu Mingfei’s senior.” Fingel took off his sunglasses, ran his hand through his hair as if applying hair gel to his palm, and his hair was instantly styled.

He closed the car door, leaned lazily against the window, and winked at Old Tang with a smile.

"I'm speechless! Did you get your driver's license in Grand Theft Auto?!" Lu Mingfei straightened his disheveled school uniform. "Don't you know that reckless driving will bring tears to your family's eyes?"

“I didn’t break any rules,” Fingel said innocently. “Look, did any traffic police give me a ticket? Besides, there are no speed limit signs or traffic lights on the road, so why are you saying I violated traffic rules!”

"The rules are clear to everyone! You know exactly how you stepped on the gas!" Lu Mingfei tried to press his hair down by the car window.

“Didn’t I take you to your destination?” Fingel argued.

"Never mind." Lu Mingfei sighed, patted his face, smiled and waved to Lao Tang, "Good afternoon, Lao Tang."

Old Tang immediately laughed. A few days ago, this silly kid stood at the entrance of the internet cafe and waved to him in the same way. Then they bought instant noodles and went to the internet cafe together to play games all night.

His room was indeed too small to fit two people. He knew that Lu Mingfei had gone to Japan for a trip. It seemed that Lu Mingfei's family was well-off, but even so, Lu Mingfei was willing to eat cheap instant noodles and take a cheap overnight charter flight with him.

"The cherry blossom cake tastes good." Old Tang jumped down from the hillside.

"I'll bring you some next time. I still have one unopened bag left." Lu Mingfei pulled a can of Coke out of the car window and tossed it to Lao Tang.

"Is this your car? You're pretty cool, driving a sports car?" Old Tang stroked the smooth body of the Bugatti Veyron as if he were caressing a work of art.

He thought the car was beautiful, especially the shiny silver engine blades, which revealed the pinnacle of industrial technology.

"It was Junior Brother Lu who won it. He made headlines on his first day of school by winning this Bugatti Veyron from the most famous super-rich second-generation kid in the college," Fingel said, arms crossed.

"No, no, actually I borrowed it from my senior brother, and I have to return it in a few days," Lu Mingfei said.

"Ronald Don." Old Don high-fived Fingel, then pulled the tab, and the Coke bubbles burst out, splashing everywhere.

He brought the bottle to his lips, and the cola liquid flowed down his chin to his Adam's apple, then down his collarbone and soaked his white vest.

"Speaking of which, how did you end up here? This place is really remote. Apart from those big trucks that deliver goods, hardly any cars pass by here." Fingel also opened a can of Coke.

"It's the navigation system's fault, it just gave me all sorts of wrong directions and led me here," Old Tang said. "Why don't you take me to the city center? I have class tomorrow, right? I can go out and have fun the night after tomorrow."

“Why don’t you just stay in our dorm for a few days and we can come out together the day after tomorrow? Our room is quite big.” Lu Mingfei said, “The school is nearby, not far, so when we saw the navigation, we decided to come and pick you up.”

"What? Your school is in this mountain valley?" Old Tang asked in surprise, suddenly remembering the place that resembled a noble manor where he had carried out his mission that afternoon.

"It's here. I was quite shocked when I enrolled too," Lu Mingfei said. "Senior, is it okay to bring outsiders into the academy?"

“If you don’t tell and I don’t tell, who will know that there’s an extra person in this huge academy? Besides, even if it’s discovered, at most they’ll just kick Old Tang out, nothing else will happen,” Fingel said.

“That makes sense,” Lu Mingfei nodded. “But I suddenly realized a very serious problem.”

"What's the problem?" Fingel asked.

“This car only has two seats,” Lu Mingfei said, pointing to the driver’s seat and the passenger seat.

...

"Holy crap, don't move!"

"This place is too crowded, there's nothing I can do about it."

"Old Tang, hold him tighter, I'm about to step on the gas!"

"Damn it, you better drive carefully! Or, Lao Tang, you can drive, but do you even know how to drive?"

"I can do it, but why don't you let me drive it?"

"But I'm too big, I can't hold my junior brother while sitting in the passenger seat, so I have to lift him up."

"You just want me dead, don't you!"

"Don't worry, I'll lower the convertible frame right away, it won't fall off."

What if someone bumps into my handsome face?!

"The car doors have been welded shut! Just bear with it a little longer, it won't be long!"

Fingel slammed on the gas, and with a scream, the Bugatti Veyron's tires screeched against the road, leaving trails of smoke as it sped off like a silver streak towards the round, large red sunset.

...

When the Bugatti arrived at the school gate, the security guards were very familiar with the car, as were Fingel and Lu Mingfei, who had driven it out not long ago.

One is an older student who has repeated eight years, and the other is an S-class freshman who has caused several waves of trouble since entering the university. It's hard not to know them.

Norma raised the guardrail for the registered sports car, and the car drove into the school gate.

Chapter 84 The Banquet

As night fell, Amber House lit up, its dazzling lights shining through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. It was a villa with Gothic spires, a roof covered with deep red tiles, and walls clad in Indian granite bricks.

Student council members, dressed in black formal attire with white handkerchiefs or bright red roses in their shirt pockets, stood in the corridor to greet guests.

"Is it really okay for me to go in like this?" Old Tang tugged at his suit, which he wasn't used to. He was sitting in the driver's seat of a Bugatti Veyron, a sports car parked on the highway in the distance.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. Fingel is a student union news officer, he can go in if he wants. I have Caesar's invitation. The only problem is you." Lu Mingfei patted Lao Tang on the shoulder. "I'm having a big meal, how can I let you eat instant noodles in the dorm?"

"It's freshman enrollment time now, and they can't possibly remember every freshman's face. I'll just say you're my friend, and you drove me around outside, so I gave you a ride too."

Lu Mingfei was also dressed in a proper suit. They had rented cheap suits from the theater. If it weren't for Lao Tang, Lu Mingfei would definitely have worn his school uniform to the theater. But with an extra brother, he had to make sure he exuded a strong presence to avoid arousing suspicion.

"Let's go, let's set off."

The Bugatti Veyron roared to life as the supercar came to a smooth stop in its parking space.

Wearing sunglasses, Lu Mingfei pushed open the car door, and Lao Tang also got out of the car neatly from the other side.

It has to be said that they really exude an air of grandeur, especially when compared to the Bugatti. Although the suits are of poor quality, paired with the silver sports car, the two look like a top agent duo, with great chemistry and style.

All the officials who were welcoming guests stood up straight, and the ladies in dresses and the gentlemen in suits stopped in their tracks, unable to resist turning their gaze to the Bugatti with its lights flashing remotely.

Lu Mingfei didn't even glance at them, he was extremely arrogant. Seeing how arrogant this guy was, Old Tang also put his hands in his pockets and walked forward recklessly.

The onlookers spontaneously made way for them.

"This is my invitation." Lu Mingfei half-removed his sunglasses and took out a pure black envelope from his collar. The seal had a gold-stamped mark on it. Caesar had personally handed it to him that afternoon.

"This is my friend, also a freshman. May he enter together?" Lu Mingfei asked simply, but the cadre standing at the front felt that he was not asking for opinions, but giving orders.

The person in front of them was, after all, a rising star who could calmly drink coffee in the courtroom. Lu Mingfei's photo drooling over the cheerleading senior had made headlines again that afternoon. Now, no one considered S-class students to be pushovers.

The cadre's forehead was beaded with cold sweat; he was too nervous.

"Lustful Demon," "Scarf Pervert," "New World Supernova," "Black Killer"...

Countless names flashed through his mind. He swallowed hard, and it wasn't until a colleague next to him nudged him with his elbow that his stiff body came to its senses.

"Of course, you and your friends are welcome to enter."

In his eyes, Lu Mingfei was practically a walking, talking cannon.

The boundaries of the self are so difficult to distinguish. The self you think you are and the self you see in the eyes of others are both you, but they have completely different definitions.

"Thank you for your understanding." Lu Mingfei patted the old man on the shoulder. Old Tang found it quite amusing and patted the guy on the shoulder as well.

A pilgrimage path split off on both sides of the red carpet, and everyone who hadn't yet entered looked up at their backs. Old Tang followed behind Lu Mingfei, taking advantage of his position.

"Are you the school bully? You're so arrogant?" Old Tang asked softly.

"No, it was just a big blunder on the first day of school," Lu Mingfei whispered. "Once the final exam results come out, I'll show my true colors. You know, my academic performance is terrible!"

"Damn it, can you not be so annoying?"

"No way, officer, riding a motorcycle is illegal?"

Where did Fingel go?

"He left earlier, so he should have arrived by now."

They peered out the door, hoping to spot someone, when suddenly, a clear and powerful round of applause rang out.

The two turned their heads and saw Caesar, dressed in a white suit, standing on the pure white spiral staircase against the wall. His hair shone like gold, and the lace handkerchief at his collar was inlaid with rhinestones. A cold smile played on his lips.

Nono leaned against a higher step, with silver four-leaf clover earrings hanging from her ears, her dark red hair neatly combed, a gold necklace inlaid with amethyst around her neck, a deep purple dress, a moon-white silk shirt, Mary Jane high heels, and a glass of dark red wine in her hand, which she swirled slightly. The dark red wine shimmered with a bewitching light under the lamplight, making her extremely charming.

As Caesar's applause rang out, everyone's attention turned to him.

Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang wore sunglasses tucked into their collars. They were fearless because their goal was clear—to freeload a meal. Everything else was irrelevant to them, and the secret to freeloading was having a face thicker than a city wall.

"You've arrived!" Fingel waved to them, holding a roast goose leg. "I've been waiting for you for ages!"

Some people looked disgusted. In such an elegant setting, eating rice with their hands like a wild boar was too uncivilized!

He should use a fine knife and fork to elegantly separate the crispy crust from the juicy meat, then dip it in sauce, roll it in a tortilla, and savor it bite by bite, instead of wasting it like Zhu Bajie swallowing a ginseng fruit.

“Welcome, Lu Mingfei,” Caesar said.

He paid no attention to Lu Mingfei's companions; he only had eyes for Lu Mingfei.

"Thank you for your invitation and hospitality, Senior Caesar," Lu Mingfei greeted Nuonuo and Caesar.

After saying that, he and Old Tang couldn't wait to run over to Fingel and each showed off their skills in cooking the roast goose.