Lu Sheng became serious.
Having known each other for over thirty years, Lu Sheng knew very well that Shen Fuguang was a man of his word. This outcome was also within his expectations.
“I understand and agree with your approach, but I still have to say,”
Lu Sheng's eyes were solemn:
"The Ninth District's power is expanding and its influence is unparalleled. The old guys in the major districts, especially the management committees, have been dissatisfied for a long time. If you don't let go, the Ninth District will inevitably face war."
You are upright and honest, but having come from such a place, the mark of heresy on you is indelible in the eyes of others.
The "deification faction" covets your origins and secrets; if you do not submit, they will certainly take action.
"At that time, facing the two behemoths, the regional government and the [God-Making Faction], together, even if you, Shen Fuguang, are the best in the world, you will not be able to hold them together alone."
"As a friend, I've said all I can say. Think it over carefully."
This wasn't the first time Lu Sheng had said these words to him, but it was the first time they had spoken to each other face to face.
To Lu Yi's surprise, the arrogant and aloof Shen Fuguang actually fell into deep thought.
"No way? I actually managed to persuade you?" Lu Sheng himself couldn't believe it.
This old dragon's temper is as old as he is; he actually listens to what he repeats.
Shen Fuguang suddenly sighed softly.
Lu Sheng was even more surprised: "You really have gotten old, your temper has all worn away. You used to block me if you heard me say something like that."
Shen Fuguang ignored his sarcastic remarks and groped the rabbit in his arms, saying, "Having lived for so many years, I really should think about the future."
Lu Sheng noticed the mangled rabbit doll in his hand, his eyes darting around, and he smiled, saying:
"In the future? Once your young master grows up, won't you be able to just enjoy a life of leisure? I've heard that your kid is quite something!"
Shen Fuguang's eyes turned slightly cold as he parted his lips slightly: "Oh? What have you heard?"
Lu Sheng could tell he was displeased, but being fearless and prone to causing trouble, he immediately replied:
"I heard that a year ago, the young master of the Ninth District caused a ruckus in the Blood Arena and brought out a beast slave. You almost wiped out the Blood Arena because of this."
I heard that the wolf king is quite fond of your child and even kidnapped him.
I also heard that not long ago, the North Salosha family, which had offended you, collapsed overnight. Was it your child who did it?
Oh, and your housekeeper said you can't mention your injury in front of that child, or I'll die!
Lu Sheng finished speaking with a smile, and when he looked up, he saw Shen Fuguang smiling.
Looking at his proud yet kind smile, Lu Sheng trembled:
"Holy crap, have you been possessed? What's with that expression?"
"No," Lu Sheng said with a gossipy look, "He's not your biological son, is he?"
Shen Fuguang's eyes turned cold: "Get out!"
"It seems not." Lu Sheng shrugged, then asked with a smile,
"Hey, let me see him? It's not too much to ask him to call me 'uncle,' is it?"
As a result, Shen Fuguang's face turned even blacker than the bottom of a pot: "You dare!"
The voice sounded like he was gritting his teeth. Lu Sheng didn't dare to really anger him, and didn't dare to mention his uncle again. He only said that he wanted to see him.
Shen Fuguang shook his head firmly: "No, I won't see him."
Seeing his insistence, Lu Sheng had no choice but to give up: "Fine, then I'll leave. I'm all set. You take good care of your injury. Let's have dinner together another time."
Shen Fuguang stood up, and the buttons on his chest came undone with the movement, revealing the snow-white bandage on his chest.
Lu Sheng caught a glimpse of it, and when he looked up, he saw that Shen Fuguang's expression was normal. He truly admired this person's vitality and willpower.
Just a few days ago, Shen Fuguang was so badly injured that he almost died in the old ruins. It's said that he remained unconscious for three whole days after returning. Only a few days have passed, and if you didn't know better, you wouldn't be able to tell that he was still seriously injured.
Shen Fuguang escorted Lu Sheng to the door and was about to say goodbye when a series of footsteps sounded behind him, followed by a girl's shout:
"Shen Fuguang! Shen Fuguang!!"
Lu Sheng only felt a flash before his eyes, and Shen Fuguang was already at the bottom of the stairs, opening his arms to the girl on the stairs: "I'm here, slow down, don't rush."
Lu Sheng could not hide his surprise.
This was the first time he had heard Shen Fuguang's voice so gentle.
Then he saw the girl jump down from upstairs in a few steps, stop in front of him, and then gently and impatiently nestle into his arms.
The reason for the gentleness was that Shen Fuguang was injured, and the eagerness was what he longed for.
The girl was very anxious; Lu Sheng could hear her rapid breathing.
Shen Fuguang lowered his head slightly, gently kissed her loose hair, placed one hand on her waist and the other on her back, every move he made was meant to soothe her.
Lu Sheng didn't get a clear look at the girl—she had actually rushed down very quickly, and when she stopped, she was completely obscured by Shen Fuguang, but that didn't stop him from being shocked by the intimate and ambiguous atmosphere between the two.
However, Shen Fuguang only went this far and did not take any further action.
The girl buried herself in his arms and wouldn't come out.
Shen Fuguang noticed the gaze, turned her head and glared coldly at him, then tilted her head to the side, as if to say, "Aren't you leaving?"
Lu Sheng looked shocked and blurted out, "You picked up a girl, not a boy!"
He then realized that he had always imagined the "young master" as a boy, while the clingy-looking seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in front of him was the "young master" that Luo Xuan was talking about.
Shen Fuguang's expression changed slightly, and he looked down.
Sure enough, the person in my arms raised their head.
Shen Fuguang was about to speak when she was silenced by her sharp gaze.
The girl pulled him behind her, looked coldly at Lu Sheng, and her voice was dozens of times colder than when she had called his name earlier:
"Who are you?"
Lu Sheng then got a clear look at her face.
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