Prodigal System in the Flourishing City-Chapter 1131 - 1130: Just One Thin Layer Away
The farce is over.
The four of them β Lu Xiaobu β gathered together once more. π§πβ―ππππππ°π·π¦π.πΈβ΄π
On the surface, Lu Xiaobu seemed perfectly fine, as if the previous incident hadnβt affected him at all.
Ye Changsheng wanted to ask Lu Xiaobu, but Lu Xiaobu remained silent, saying nothing.
Then he considered asking Zheng Hai, but seeing Zheng Hai even more despondent than Lu Xiaobu, he sighed and refrained.
Red Dust Heart Refining must continue, mustnβt it?
However, after Ye Changsheng left, Lu Xiaobu revealed a smirk, leisurely gazing at the door as Ye Changsheng departed.
Although his inner struggles werenβt completely resolved, they were mostly clear β about eighty percent. He could basically handle external affairs now with ease.
Unless he faced someone who knew him too well, who wouldnβt miss a single weakness of his, like Lin Feng, or an exceptional psychological master, he wouldnβt sink back into uncertainty.
So, Red Dust Heart Refining is more of a playful endeavor for him now; the outcome doesnβt really matter.
If he could find answers quicker, thatβs great.
If not, itβs simply spending more time pondering.
Though Ye Changsheng meant well, heβs done his fair share of showing off in front of him.
If he doesnβt βreturn the favor,β itβd indeed be quite unbecoming, wouldnβt it!
Feeling distressed, Zheng Hai glanced up briefly at Lu Xiaobuβs strange smile and twitched his lips.
Heβs pretending too, for crying out loud!
Those were just a few little punks, causing temporary confusion is one thing, but making him question his life?!
As for why he pretends?
You all just analyze it yourselves!
After a nightβs rest, the four of them set off again.
This time they didnβt continue on foot.
After all, Heavenly Dynasty is vast; walking slowly would indeed waste too much time.
So, the fatty took charge and rented a car, acting as the driver, forging ahead.
For this, the fatty grumbled quite a bit: "Excessive! Being Zhu Bajie is bad enough, now Iβm supposed to be the White Dragon Horse?"
"Grandmaster Ye has seniority, being a driver isnβt suitable! Young Master Lu is the same β not suitable!"
"Originally, Zheng Hai and I took turns driving, maintaining a balance! But look, now Zheng Hai is depressed too!"
Anyone whoβs driven before knows, while driving might seem like just sitting, itβs actually quite tiring.
So itβs normal for the fatty to grumble incessantly.
But then again, Red Dust Heart Refining doesnβt have a fixed destination to begin with. Being in a hurry isnβt good.
Thus, they let the fatty have his way. If he feels tired, they stop; if he doesnβt, they keep going.
When they come across woods, they pause for a picnic.
When they come across streams, they catch fish and wash up.
When they come across villages or towns, they continue earning travel fees.
Though theyβre four guys, they experience little restraint, feeling a bit like wandering across the heavens and earth.
"Do you really love sitting on top of the car?" Ye Changsheng asked, holding a jug of wine, sitting beside Lu Xiaobu.
At this moment, Lu Xiaobu wasnβt sitting on the ground but on the rooftop of the car.
This behavior often puzzled Ye Changsheng.
"Standing high, seeing far," Lu Xiaobu calmly replied.
In Ye Changshengβs presence now, he remained the same.
"Since you love high places, why donβt we climb a mountain then?" Ye Changsheng took a swig of wine and laughed.
Lately, heβs felt quite proud, believing his Red Dust Heart Refining is working; Lu Xiaobuβs been talking more.
"A mountain neednβt be high; it becomes revered with a spiritual presence," Lu Xiaobu casually quoted.
"Holy crap! Youβre impressive! You spin poetry out of a trivial thing?!" Ye Changsheng didnβt display the demeanor of a grandmaster at all.
Lately, itβs unclear if the fatty spoiled him; his speech frequently began with, "Holy crap!"
Sometimes even crafting phrases like, "three holy craps," or "square of three holy craps."
Honestly, Lu Xiaobu hadnβt even heard such things before.
"Pity you read so little; one βholy crapβ makes its way through the world," Lu Xiaobu rolled his eyes and glanced at Ye Changsheng.
"Shut up! Youβre sick right now, I wonβt argue with you! Someday, when youβre fine, Iβll give you a beating!" Ye Changsheng had grown accustomed to Lu Xiaobuβs sharp tongue and didnβt mind.
"By the way, I never asked you. How did you know Iβd get into trouble the last time? Didnβt you say Iβve jumped out of the Three Realms and am not in the Five Elements, so you canβt predict me?" Lu Xiaobu recalled something.
"I indeed canβt predict you, but that doesnβt mean I canβt predict others."
Ye Changsheng became smug as the conversation steered to his field of expertise: "Why do you think I insist on bringing the fatty and Zheng Hai?! I canβt predict you, but under the pull of the twoβs Qi, I can deduce a rough answer!"
"Youβre proficient in probability theory." Lu Xiaobu nodded.
He understood Ye Changshengβs intentions.
His fate couldnβt be controlled, but as Zheng Hai and the fatty journeyed alongside him, if their fates evolved, Ye Changsheng could deduce certain things through their changes.
"Naturally, scientific fortune-telling is something Iβve always focused on researching." Ye Changsheng declared proudly.
"You, as a Grandmaster, mingling with us like this, arenβt you worried about losing face for a Grandmaster?" Lu Xiaobu asked again.
"Face? Whatβs face? I am face itself!" Ye Changsheng scoffed: "Who am I? Iβm the Grandmaster! Iβm hanging with you, who dares to ridicule me?! Theyβll only flatter you guys!"
After finishing his boast, Ye Changsheng turned and got off the car.
Well, the braggingβs done; I canβt stay longer.
Lu Xiaobu is right, lately, thereβs been a bit of a loss in stature!
Heβs been joking around with a few juniors daily!
Whatβs even more annoying is, after getting drunk last night, what did that fatty call him?!
He remembered it was "buddy"?!
Heβs a Grandmaster, a buddy?!
A buddy is something you can call?!
If Lu Xiaobu hadnβt mentioned it, heβd almost forgotten!
No wonder the fattyβs been avoiding him today!
Damn it! If he doesnβt whoop him, it wonβt ease the anger!
Ye Changsheng left, but Lu Xiaobuβs mind was reverberating like a great bell and the sound of a grand gong.
Face!? He is face itself?!
The words seem to have the same essence as those uttered by the punks before!
Heβs getting closer and closer to piercing that veil of truth!
However, the only thing missing now is how to fuse these answers into his own answer!
And just then, the fatty, who was being pinned down by Ye Changsheng ready for a beating, suddenly exclaimed: "Whatβs this?! A tracker?! Why is there a tracker under the car?!"
The moment those words came out, all four of their faces dropped!
A tracker?!
Why is this thing here?!
Whoβs following them?!
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