Hua Manlou didn't think there was anything wrong with having a non-human guest in his little house. He continued to take care of his flowers and plants with joy and happiness, sitting by the window of his little house listening to the hustle and bustle of people coming and going on the street, and going downstairs to buy some vegetables to cook when the time was right.
It's hard to imagine that a young master from a prominent family like Hua Manlou would buy groceries and cook like an ordinary person, but that's exactly how he takes care of himself.
When he moved out of the Hua family, he said he could take care of himself. As it turned out, Hua Manlou was just as good as the average person in terms of clothing, food, housing, and transportation.
This is a truly remarkable person.
When Lu Xiaofeng jumped from the window into the second floor of the building, he saw Hua Manlou holding a book and touching each word with his hand.
"Where did this little thief come from? Why not use the door instead of the window?" Hua Manlou smiled before speaking, his tone full of joy despite referring to the little thief.
Lu Xiaofeng felt completely at ease, as if he were in his own home. He walked to the cabinet, rummaged around, pulled out a bottle of wine, took a sip, and laughed, "I'm not some petty thief, I'm just a scoundrel."
Hua Manlou couldn't help but laugh: "That's right, you, Lu Xiaofeng, are just a bastard, a big bastard."
The two best buddies exchanged a few words as if in code, and then laughed at the same time.
Lu Xiaofeng leaned against the window and suddenly lowered his voice: "Hua Manlou has been a bit unsettled lately."
"Do you, Lu Xiaofeng, fear trouble?" Hua Manlou smiled calmly.
Lu Xiaofeng chuckled and took a couple of steps: "Lu Xiaofeng, who is always surrounded by trouble, is the least afraid of trouble, but of course he is also annoyed by the constant stream of trouble. Hua Manlou, I recently met someone."
Hua Manlou asked, "You encountered someone?"
Lu Xiaofeng said, "That's right, it was a woman."
Hua Manlou said, "This woman must be very beautiful."
Lu Xiaofeng: "Yes, she was a woman who could make any man's heart flutter. But when I faced that woman, I fled in panic."
Hua Manlou: "You said you met a woman, a very beautiful woman, but you ran away? When a man is faced with a beautiful woman, he wishes he could be with her every moment... Everyone in the martial arts world knows that Lu Xiaofeng is the most chivalrous of women, let alone the beauty you mentioned. So, does this mean you've become a coward?"
Lu Xiaofeng: "Most men in the world will indeed flock to a beautiful woman when they see her, but if they know that touching that woman means they are about to be entangled in huge trouble, most men in the world will calm down and think carefully about whether they should be like me and run away even if it means being a coward."
Hua Manlou asked, "Is that woman troublesome?"
Lu Xiaofeng: "Not just troublesome, but a huge troublesome one."
Hua Manlou: "Why do you think that?"
Lu Xiaofeng: "A woman as beautiful as her can have plenty of men do whatever she wants. Not to mention, she has three renowned masters by her side. But the moment she saw me, she knelt down."
Hua Manlou sighed.
Lu Xiaofeng didn't continue the topic. He looked down at the street outside, but his eyes reflected a pot of flowers, a pot of roses.
Lu Xiaofeng chuckled, "The last time I came here, this place was filled with other kinds of flowers... Huh? What's this?"
Lu Xiaofeng is a curious person.
Often, his curiosity causes his actions to precede his thoughts. For example, right now, seeing a flash of silver light in the flower's stamen, he subconsciously used the Spirit Finger.
Hua Manlou suddenly realized what he was about to do and quickly stopped him, saying, "Wait!"
In this martial world, the three fastest things are Ximen Chuixue's sword, Lu Xiaofeng's hands, and Sikong Zhaixing's lightness skill.
As Hua Manlou spoke, Lu Xiaofeng's Lingxi Finger had already caught the wisp of silver light he had seen, and withdrew his hand without harming Hua in the slightest.
Lu Xiaofeng stared at the object between his fingers, speechless: "What...what is this? Hua Manlou, you've raised a dragon?"
Hua Manlou responded with a puzzled "Hmm?"
At this moment, Long Xun, who had been sleeping comfortably for several days surrounded by the fragrance of roses, was suddenly pulled out of the flowers by something, and was also stunned for a moment.
Lu Xiaofeng's shocked question startled him awake. Long Xun silently looked at himself and realized he was like a tiny insect, held between the fingers of a man whose mustache was as black and smooth as his eyebrows.
Long Xun suddenly felt a surge of anger rising up. Lu Xiaofeng saw that the thin, dragon-like, unidentified creature between his two fingers seemed to be in a daze for a moment. The next second, an irresistible and inescapable weight came to his hand.
Lu Xiaofeng immediately let go. In that brief moment of hesitation, the dragon that was suspected to be a dragon... uh, the dragon had already grown to more than three meters long. A terrifying dragon roar resounded throughout the heavens and the earth. Pedestrians coming and going on the street outside Baihua Tower were startled by the sudden cry and hurried home.
Who knows what that sound was? It's safer to go home quickly.
...
After everything calmed down, Baihualou was still Baihualou, clean and tidy, with all the flowers in full bloom without a single scratch. Huamanlou was still Huamanlou, except for slightly disheveled clothes and panting breaths, not a single hair was broken.
As for Lu Xiaofeng... Lu Xiaofeng was in a much worse state, but he wasn't injured. It's just that his hair, eyebrows, eyelashes... in short, all the hair on his body was wiped out by Long Xun's breath, and his clothes were torn to shreds by the enraged dragon's claws.
Lu Xiaofeng should be thankful that Long Xun hasn't quite mastered his magic yet and hasn't lost his mind in case he accidentally hurts someone. Otherwise, according to Long Xun's idea, he would have shrunk the person down and thrown them into the flowers so that he could pick them up with his fingers as a proper revenge.
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