Chapter 217 Qian Renxue's Angelic Nature Revealed, Lu Ming Steps In!
Prince Xuexing had just recovered and was panting heavily. Hearing the Crown Prince's words, although he was indignant, he did not dare to be presumptuous again when he saw Lu Ming's indifferent eyes.
"The Crown Prince is right…" Prince Xuexing gritted his teeth and slunk back down.
Xue Qinghe turned around, looked at Lu Ming, clasped his hands in a gesture of apology, and said with great sincerity, "Brother Lu, I apologize for my rudeness earlier. On behalf of the Heavenly Dou Royal Family, I would like to express my sincere apologies to you."
This stance is extremely humble.
This both gave Lu Ming face and demonstrated the Crown Prince's magnanimity.
Lu Ming looked at the handsome and elegant "Crown Prince" in front of him, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.
It must be said that Qian Renxue's disguise was indeed perfect.
If he hadn't read the script, even he would probably have been deceived by this "virtuous" crown prince.
"Your Highness is too kind," Lu Ming said calmly, his imposing aura dissipating. "There are too many flies; a quick swat is all it takes."
The royal princes and Shrek Academy were likened to flies.
Lu Ming was probably the only one in the entire room who dared to say that.
Xue Qinghe's lips twitched slightly, but he quickly recovered and smiled, "Brother Lu is indeed a man of character. Now that the competition is over, I wonder if Brother Lu would do me the honor of hosting a dinner at the best restaurant in Tiandou City? That way, I can fulfill my duty as a host and apologize for the unpleasantness just now."
This is a test.
It's also a signal of recruitment.
Lu Ming raised an eyebrow.
Since you want to act, I'll act with you.
"Why not?" Lu Ming agreed readily.
Seeing this, Shuiyue'er, who was standing nearby, immediately mustered up her courage and came over, grabbing Lu Ming's sleeve: "Brother Lu Ming, I want to go too! Take us with you, anyway, we've already admitted defeat and have nothing else to do."
Shui Bing'er tried to stop her sister, but it was too late.
Xue Qinghe glanced at the two sisters, a strange look flashing in his eyes, and then smiled and said, "Since they are Brother Lu's friends, they are naturally welcome. If the two Miss Shuis don't mind, they can come along."
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Tian Dou City, Zui Xian Lou.
As the most luxurious restaurant in the capital, this place is decorated with extreme extravagance and frequented only by the uncultured.
The private rooms on the top floor offer a panoramic view of half of Tiandou City.
After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,
Shui Yue'er was lively and kept asking Lu Ming all sorts of questions, from soul power cultivation to skin care. Lu Ming answered casually, but his gaze kept drifting towards Xue Qinghe across from him.
Xue Qinghe was elegant in demeanor, and every word he spoke was just right, neither abrupt nor awkward, and it helped to build rapport.
"Brother Lu, please forgive my intrusion."
Xue Qinghe put down his wine cup, his gaze fixed intently on Lu Ming. "With your talent and strength, even in the Spirit Hall, where Title Douluos abound, you probably wouldn't find another like you. May I ask, Brother Lu, who your master is? Is your family's elder a reclusive sage?"
They've arrived.
This is what Qian Renxue most wants to know.
Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er also pricked up their ears, equally curious.
Lu Ming picked up a piece of crystal pork knuckle, put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and then looked at Xue Qinghe.
"Master-disciple relationship?"
Lu Ming smiled, picked up the wine pot, but instead of pouring wine for himself, he filled a cup for Xue Qinghe.
"My teacher is Liu Erlong, Your Highness should be able to find out that."
Xue Qinghe shook his head slightly: "Although Dean Erlong is quite strong, if I may be so bold, he could not have taught a peerless genius like Brother Lu. Qinghe is just curious about what kind of bloodline could produce someone like Brother Lu."
"Bloodline..."
Lu Ming leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on the table, his deep eyes staring directly into Xue Qinghe's eyes.
The atmosphere inside the private room suddenly became somewhat subtle.
"Actually, I'm also quite curious about His Highness the Crown Prince's bloodline."
Lu Ming's voice was soft, but it struck Xue Qinghe's heart like a heavy hammer.
"Oh?" Xue Qinghe remained unfazed. "I am from the Heaven Dou royal family, possessing the Swan Martial Soul. What's so special about that?"
"Swans are indeed noble."
Lu Ming tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a rhythmic tapping sound. "But I prefer things with wings. Like..."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Xue Qinghe from head to toe, a mocking look in his eyes that seemed to see right through him.
"Angel."
These two words were uttered.
Xue Qinghe's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of needles.
The fingers holding the wine glass froze instantly, and the wine in the glass rippled slightly.
Angel!
In the Douluo Continent, when angels are mentioned, only one place is pointed to—the Spirit Hall, the Qian family!
Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul!
That was a divinely bestowed martial soul, the noblest symbol of the Spirit Hall, and also Qian Renxue's greatest secret!
What does this Lu Ming know?!
Xue Qinghe's heart skipped a beat, but having been in hiding for many years, he possessed exceptional mental fortitude. He forcibly suppressed the turmoil within him, managing a faint expression of confusion on his face.
"Angels? Brother Lu, are you talking about the legendary gods? They are indeed something to aspire to."
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Lu Ming watched Qian Renxue still acting, and his wicked sense of humor was greatly satisfied.
He didn't point it out, but instead picked up his wine glass and gently swirled it.
"Yes, God. I've heard that angels are masters of purification and disguise. They have pure white wings, yet they insist on wearing the skin of mortals, struggling in this murky world. Your Highness, don't you think that... must be a tiring life?"
This sentence is practically a direct, blatant attack.
"Wearing the skin of an ordinary person".
These words were like a sharp scalpel, precisely dissecting Qian Renxue's disguise.
Xue Qinghe's smile finally began to falter.
A layer of cold sweat seeped out from my back.
Who exactly is he?
Why does he seem to know so much about me? Could he have been sent by that woman?
No, that's impossible. If that woman had sent her, she wouldn't have humiliated her like that in the group chat that day.
Is that the main hall?
That's not right either; Grandpa wouldn't send someone to sabotage him.
Qian Renxue's mind raced, countless possibilities flashing through her mind, only to be rejected one by one. This feeling of helplessness—that someone had seen through her cards while she knew nothing about them—filled her with an unprecedented sense of panic.
Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er, who were standing nearby, were completely confused.
The two sisters exchanged a glance and both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
"Sister, what are they talking about?" Shuiyue'er muttered softly. "What angel, what skin? It sounds like they're talking in riddles."
Shui Bing'er shook her head and gently kicked her younger sister under the table, signaling her not to talk nonsense.
The woman's intuition told her that the conversation between the two men contained a great deal of wit and might even involve some kind of unspeakable secret.
"Brother Lu really loves to joke."
(End of chapter)