Dragon Raja: Starting with acquiring Orochi, a counterattack against the gods.

Lu Mingfei felt as if he had turned to stone, with only his heart pounding in his chest.

The flowers and plants outside the window grew wildly, the sun set, and the cicadas' chirping seemed to accelerate a hundredfold. Time slipped through their fingers, and the years changed, but his and Chen Wenwen's gaze seemed eternal.

For Lu Mingfei, Chen Wenwen was the first female idol in his life, setting an example for him as a good girl who is suitable for marriage and family.

At the age of fifteen, Lu Mingfei felt that the greatest happiness in the world would be to marry Chen Wenwen, and he always felt that he had a glimmer of hope because it was Chen Wenwen who invited him to join the literary society.

The president of the literary society, Chen Wenwen, has only invited two members in total: Lu Mingfei and Zhao Menghua.

Therefore, Lu Mingfei always believed that he was special to Chen Wenwen.

He felt that the girl named Nuonuo was right: feelings only become feelings when they are expressed. He had liked Chen Wenwen for three years, but if he didn't say it, what would those three years mean?

Loving someone isn't easy; you have to fight your way through a sea of ​​enemies! The last dog, braving the barrage of dragon riders, unleashes a single, game-changing claw attack with its last drop of blood!

Even if we die on the way, it doesn't matter. A dog that doesn't charge into the artillery fire isn't a good dog!

Just like that girl who's as sharp as a knife said, as long as you've tried your best, at least you won't regret it later.

So, Lu Mingfei made the boldest decision of his life in eighteen years: he wanted to be that little dog that charged into the gunfire.

In the last few months before graduation, during his final moments with classmate Chen Wenwen, he told her that he had liked her for three years. No matter how weak this last paw was, or whether it could break through the girl's defenses, he was determined to be a good dog!

The suggestion to watch a movie came from Chen Wenwen, and only her suggestion would be accepted by everyone.

Lu Mingfei felt that Chen Wenwen and he were perfectly in sync. She booked a small theater in the movie theater, which was practically a venue prepared for his confession!

And now he's standing in the cinema's restroom, looking in the mirror, listening to his pounding heart, wondering over and over whether he'd thought of every step in advance.

The movie is about to start; the moment of final battle is approaching.

Flowers, music, and a loud confession—he had prepared all three elements of a confession that Nuonuo had told him. His only regret was the injury on his face; those bruises looked so unsightly at that moment.

But it's not a big problem. He's prepared to risk everything, even if it means being crushed to pieces. What's a little wound like this?

"Lu Mingfei, what are you doing?" Zhao Menghua walked into the restroom.

Lu Mingfei wiped his face and quickly said, "It's nothing."

This was the first time the two had spoken since Zhao Menghua had been angered last time. He didn't ask how Lu Mingfei got the injury on his face, as if he knew nothing about those thugs.

He handed a tote bag to Lu Mingfei: "Clothes. Chen Wenwen said the speech should be more formal."

Inside the bag were a Korean-style black suit, a white shirt, and a narrow black tie, the size of which perfectly matched his slender frame.

Lu Mingfei was overjoyed. Chen Wenwen understood him so well. He also felt that he needed to dress formally to confess his feelings. The overwhelming sense of happiness hit him like a hammer blow, making him almost dizzy.

He was too excited to see the cold smile that flickered across Zhao Menghua's lips as he turned to leave.

Lu Mingfei changed his clothes and walked into the screening room, only to see the fattest twin brothers from the literary society, Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao, also walking in in black suits. The two brothers were equally round and chubby, and standing there they looked like two basketballs side by side.

"You two are also giving speeches?" Lu Mingfei looked at the two brothers curiously; the three of them were dressed exactly the same.

"If we don't give a speech, we're just there to support us, like extras. We get paid, so why not do it?"

Before Lu Mingfei could understand what was going on, he heard Zhao Menghua call out to him, "Lu Mingfei, move to the right a little, or you'll block the photo."

Photos? What photos?

Lu Mingfei was completely baffled, but he did as he was told because Chen Wenwen nodded at him with bright, clear eyes.

The lights gradually dimmed, and Lu Mingfei took a deep breath. He knew this was his stage, a once-in-a-lifetime battle. If he could win over this girl, he would have happiness for the rest of his life!

But before he could even shout to the world, "Chen Wenwen, I love you!" a sudden burst of bright light blinded him.

He didn't understand what was going on. When his eyes adjusted, he saw Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao standing on his left like two bowling balls.

A chorus of boos erupted from the audience. Lu Mingfei suddenly realized something was wrong. He turned sharply to the brightly lit screen behind him and saw a huge letter "L" on his right.

The projector displayed the words, "Chen Wenwen, Lve, Yu!"

Lu Mingfei didn't understand those two strange words. Before he could think about them, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Menghua out of the corner of his eye. The man was holding a large bunch of deep red roses and was surrounded by several of his good brothers as he jumped onto the stage, as if he were the protagonist of the whole world.

This time, Lu Mingfei finally understood; he remembered what the two brothers had mentioned about extras.

Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao are two "o"s, and he is the lowercase "i". Together they make up the perfect phrase: "Chen Wenwen i Love You".

His body grew colder inch by inch, starting from his fingertips, down to his heart, down to the depths of his skull. He was looking at Chen Wenwen, but Chen Wenwen was looking at Zhao Menghua, her eyes sparkling as if they held stars.

Lu Mingfei felt as if he had turned to stone and was about to crumble into pieces.

His ears were ringing. Zhao Menghua seemed to be confessing his love, and countless people were cheering. Chen Wenwen was moved to tears. These things were happening right in front of him, but he suddenly felt like he was standing outside the scene, watching this scene unfold like a movie.

A spotlight shone on Chen Wenwen, whose white clothes seemed almost transparent as she stood up. Like an angel, she walked step by step to Zhao Menghua.

She said softly to Zhao Menghua, "I like you too."

These few simple words are like thunder piercing the sky, lightning shooting straight to the center of heaven, and rain falling softly.

A wave of bitterness rushed to his nostrils. Everyone was making a ruckus, but Lu Mingfei was all alone and knew nothing, like a clown.

It's likely that everyone already knew he liked Chen Wenwen, so he didn't tell anyone about this confession, which was clearly something he had been preparing for a long time.

Chen Wenwen clearly knew as well, because there was no surprise in her eyes, only gratitude.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt weak, his head was so heavy he could barely lift it. He suddenly wanted to find a place to squat down, since no one was paying attention to his little letter anyway.

But something completely unexpected happened. Zhao Menghua, with one arm around Chen Wenwen's shoulder, suddenly looked at Lu Mingfei behind him and said with malice, "Lu Mingfei, aren't you going to wish us well?"

Lu Mingfei looked up blankly and saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him.

He could even see the mocking eyes of those people, all laughing at him, at his overestimation of his abilities, at his supposedly well-hidden little schemes.

At that moment, he was as if he had been stripped naked and thrown into the spotlight. His disheveled state and his disappointment were on full display, like a failed loser.

He finally realized he had been tricked, perhaps because he had stopped the thugs, or perhaps because he had lost face in front of him and was seeking revenge. In any case, Zhao Menghua's targeting was obvious.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Zhao Menghua pressed, and Chen Wenwen tugged at his clothes as if trying to stop him, but to no avail.

Lu Mingfei looked at Chen Wenwen, hoping she would say something, but the girl just lowered her head and didn't dare to meet his gaze.

Lu Mingfei's heart turned cold instantly, completely cold. He even wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. His eyes were sore and hot, as if something wanted to flow out.

It was all so humiliating; the boy was like a clown being mocked by everyone, standing all alone on the stage.

Nuonuo, who had sneaked in and was sitting at the back, saw this scene and almost instinctively wanted to rush out, but before she could make a move, a hand blocked her way.

Nono turned her head and saw Yuan Zhinu looking calmly at the stage, her face expressionless, as if she were watching a boring farce.

"What exactly do you want?" Nono finally voiced her question: "Why won't you let me go save him? He just wants someone to save him! If I don't want to go, you can go!"

Instead of answering her question, Genji asked a completely irrelevant one in return.

"Have you heard the story that a baby elephant was chained up from a young age and could not break free no matter how hard it struggled? When it grew up, it could break free but could not move."

Nono suddenly understood something, her anxiety subsided, and she calmed down again.

Yuan Zhinv said to herself, "No one can save anyone forever. You saved him this time, but what about next time? And the time after that?"

"It's no use pulling him; he'll feel like he can't break free of the chains. Only if he wants to break free and wants to change things himself will he succeed."

The girl raised her eyes, her dark eyes, devoid of any emotion, calmly looking at the boy on the stage.

Her tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority, like a supreme being looking down upon all living beings.

"I will not save him, nor will I let anyone else save him."

"I want him to come to me on his own."

I feel bad that changing my name has caused everyone trouble, so I'll add an extra 1000 words in the next chapter, hehe.

(Any suggestions for good names would be appreciated! I should be able to change my name again after the cooling-off period, but I really don't know what to name myself, sob sob.)

Chapter 121 I'll shut you up!

"Lu Mingfei, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Lu Mingfei, hurry up and give your blessings! The boss is giving you face and won't hold it against you, what are you still hesitating for?"

"Lu Mingfei, are you still dreaming? Haha, we don't even want to talk to you! Hurry up and apologize to the boss, and this matter will be over!"

Everyone was laughing at him, they didn't even bother to hide their disdain, and they looked at Lu Mingfei as if he were an ungrateful toad.

Lu Mingfei wanted to lower his head and not look at anyone. He wanted to close his eyes and cover his ears, as if that would prevent him from seeing their mocking gazes and hearing their sarcastic remarks.

He wanted to escape this place, but those gazes fixed him on the spot, his legs felt like lead, making it impossible for him to take another step.

Wouldn't that look terrible? Wouldn't it be terrible to just run away? Like a defeated dog fleeing in disarray, everyone would watch his retreating figure and laugh loudly.

They would say, "Look, the toad has escaped because the swan has been captured by the nobleman, and the toad has no chance!"

Lu Mingfei even harbored some resentment towards Zhao Menghua. Why did he have to be so ruthless? You've already won the heart of the beauty, why not leave him a way out? Why force him like this?

He even felt he should go back and beat up Zhao Menghua, but his athletic performance was far inferior to Zhao Menghua's, and besides, Zhao Menghua had a bunch of brothers.

Besides, he's been unlucky for so many years, shouldn't he be used to being ridiculed and mocked by now?

He just needs to say a few nice words, make up some blessings, and play dumb for a bit, and it'll all be over, right? Even if they look down on him even more, it doesn't matter. He's used to it anyway, isn't he?

So why are you so unwilling to accept this right now?

Lu Mingfei inexplicably recalled the girl's words. The mysterious girl, whose origins were unknown, told him that giving in all the time was useless and that he would eventually be forced into a corner with nowhere left to retreat.

His hand instinctively reached into his pocket and touched a thin, hard card—a gift from the girl.

He carried the card with him intending to return it to the girl if he ever had the chance to run into her, but now it seemed to be giving him tremendous support, allowing him to stand tall instead of bowing and scraping.

But this meager support shattered instantly when Chen Wenwen looked over.

The girl in the white dress looked just like I remembered. Her beautiful eyes seemed to hold the dew of a summer evening, full of happiness. But when she looked at Lu Mingfei, she became so melancholy and silent.

What a romantic confession! But this perfect confession scene was now blocked by Lu Mingfei. Although Chen Wenwen didn't say anything, the sadness in her eyes was so obvious.

The little bit of anger that Lu Mingfei had managed to muster instantly dissipated.

He thought, "Forget it, what's there to be angry about? I've always been a loser like this. These people are just telling the truth."

Just as he was about to compromise, he suddenly sensed something; it seemed as if someone was watching him, with sharp eyes and a gaze that felt almost tangible.

Lu Mingfei subconsciously looked up and met the gaze of the girl sitting in the corner.

Her expression was so cold, and her gaze towards him was filled with undisguised disappointment.

Why is that girl here?! Lu Mingfei felt as if something in his head had exploded.

That disappointed gaze was like a steel needle, piercing into Lu Mingfei's mind. Lu Mingfei instantly felt ashamed, even more so than when those people were mocking him.