Chapter 262 The Same Type of Gigolo

Several people walked along the cobblestone path and found a small martial arts training ground inside.

A group of blood-devouring people squatted around dejectedly, and standing in the middle was a group of good-looking men.

They are divided into two groups. One group is a group of weak and frail white-cut chickens, gigolos. They have a very similar appearance and temperament. They are all the same type of gigolos who live off women.

If they put on the same clothes and had the same hairstyle and stood together, it would probably be difficult to tell who was who.

The other group of four people opposite them were quite easy to identify.

The man standing at the outermost edge had a gentle and handsome temperament, with a smile on his lips, looking like a reliable big brother next door.

Of course, not only was his temperament eye-catching, his appearance was also exceptionally outstanding, which was probably why Lin Xiang'er, a nymphomaniac, fell in love with him;

The man on the left standing side by side in the middle is a tough man with serious and silent features and solid muscles all over his body. He looks like a martial artist who is not to be trifled with.

He also had a simple, yet sharp dagger on his waist, which showed that he was a man who was always on guard.

The young man standing on his right was a cool and aloof guy. Although he was wearing a white casual outfit, which should have been a sunny and approachable color, he made it look extremely cold.

Those eyes looked at the group of people opposite, with undisguised impatience;

The fourth one, the man standing in the front, who is currently teasing the pretty boy opposite, is a romantic and handsome man with three-dimensional features that are handsome and exquisite. His styled golden hair makes him look like a romantic and noble young man who walked out of an oil painting.

At this moment, he had a dazzling smile on his lips, his hands folded across his chest, looking leisurely and relaxed. It was obvious that he was an experienced person in the world of flowers.

"Branno--" When Yunhe saw the four people standing on the martial arts field, his eyes lit up and he couldn't help waving his hands and shouting.

In the center of the martial arts arena, a bored and romantic handsome man looked over at the sound. His eyes suddenly lit up, and a surprised smile appeared on his handsome face. He opened his mouth and replied, "Xiao Hezi, Fatty Yuan, and the Third Prince."

At this moment, the silence in the martial arts field was broken instantly, and the four men's attention was diverted.

The originally calm and tough man turned his head, and his eagle eyes looked at Yun Qimu and his group, and finally fell on Wu Xingyu who was standing next to Yun Qimu, with ecstasy in his eyes.

With a whoosh, he hurried over with big strides and finally stopped in front of Wu Xingyu. He concealed his excitement and gave Wu Xingyu a knight's salute with a solemn and serious expression on his face, "Your Highness."

Wu Xingyu couldn't stop him even if he wanted to. He frowned slightly and glanced in Yun Qimu's direction with a guilty look.

Seeing that there was no surprise or shock on Yun Qimu's face, he withdrew his gaze, not knowing whether he was happy or depressed, and his dark eyes fell back on Duruk, the captain of the guard who was selected by his father and had protected him almost since he was a child.

His eyes were deep, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his dark and indifferent eyes. "Get up."

"Yes, Your Highness." Duruk straightened up and stood in front of them. This time, he could no longer control his expression and showed a happy expression, but after the happiness, he felt a little guilty.

"It's all my fault that His Highness got lost. How has His Highness been these past few days? Is he injured?"

Wu Xingyu's eyes showed dissatisfaction, and he said seriously, "It's not that I'm lost. I've been living well these past few days. I'm sure you've heard about me in Chaos City."

Du Luke scratched his head and said honestly, "I have indeed heard some rumors about Mr. Wu. From the description, he looks very similar to Your Highness, but I am not sure whether Mr. Wu is Your Highness."

"Yes, it's me." Wu Xingyu understood, because he was not using his real name that he used when he was in the empire.

The name Wu Xingyu was given to him by his mother, and he took his mother's surname. Only his father, mother and uncle knew about it.

It is only natural that Druk and the others don’t know.

"From now on, I will be called Wu Xingyu." Wu Xingyu deliberately mentioned this so that Yun Ting, Liu Shaoqi and Branno, who followed closely, could hear it clearly.

Branno's lips curled up, and he walked over with a smile, playing with the gorgeous dagger inlaid with gems in his hand. "Oh, then what should I call you from now on? Mr. Wu?"

Yuan An poked his head out and suggested, "Call me Third Brother."

Branno looked at the little fat boy with a smile in his eyes. He had gained weight after not seeing him for a few days. It seemed that he was living a good life after being separated from them.

However, he pulled the corner of his lips, unwilling to call him Third Brother, and pointed out with a smile, "I am older than Your Highness, three years older, so it is not appropriate to call me Brother."

"Then what should I call him? We can't call him Mr. Wu like everyone else. That would sound so unfamiliar and not suitable for our third brother." Yunhe shook his head and really thought about the question of what to call him.

Yun Ting smiled helplessly, and the smile on his gentle and aloof face became much more genuine.

He walked over and patted his younger brother's shoulder. Seeing that he had grown stronger, he felt relieved.

Then he glanced at Wu Xingyu's increasingly gloomy expression and said with a smile, "You should still call me Your Highness, since your identity has been exposed."

As he spoke, his insightful eyes glanced at Yun Qimu, who was standing side by side with Wu Xingyu, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Wu Xingyu looked at him with satisfaction and said, "Just as you said."

"Tsk, just call him His Highness. There's nothing new about it." Branno said casually with a smile on his lips, and then he turned his gaze to Yun Qimu.

Then his brilliant golden eyes lit up, and he thought to himself that this was truly a beautiful lady of exceptional quality.

Unable to contain himself, Branno took a step forward and stood in front of Yun Qimu. "May I know the name of this beautiful lady? My name is Branno White. Please allow me to present a beautiful rose to this beautiful lady as a token of my admiration."

As he spoke, he turned his wrist and golden light flowed out from his palm. Fine and dense golden threads gradually wove into a dazzling golden rose.

He saluted like a gentleman, holding a golden rose with a smile on his handsome face and giving it to Yun Qimu.

Yun Qimu took it and glanced at the patterns and details inside the golden rose. Her beautiful eyebrows raised and she smiled at Branno. "You control your supernatural power very well. You have made the details of the rose very complete. Thank you."

"You're welcome. It's my honor to be liked by the beautiful lady." Branno straightened up, standing tall and slender, and the smile on his sexy thin lips became more dazzling and charming.

(End of this chapter)