At the academy gate, the crowd was already large, but witnessing this scene made everyone collectively gasp.
The temperature in the surrounding area seed to drop by several degrees.
The freshn stared in shock, with many teenage boys drooling uncontrollably, their eyes fixed on Qing Yu, who stood beside the Red Flag car. A stunning beauty paired with a luxury car—who could possibly handle this?
Of course, so people noticed Qing Yu's outfit—black silk stockings, an OL-style dress? A secretary?
Was so high-ranking figure losing their moral compass?
They whispered among themselves, already considering reporting the situation.
Despite being the center of attention, Qing Yu was completely unfazed—she was already getting used to being Lu Jun's secretary.
Soon, under everyone's eager anticipation, the real protagonist appeared.
Lu Jun approached, glancing at the Red Flag car and nodded in satisfaction—Qing Yu had made the right choice.
Picking soone up wasn't about showing off—it was about comfort.
Foreign luxury brands? Useless. Most of them were two-seaters—if he and his secretary took up both seats, where would the guest sit?
Among four-seater sports cars, in terms of comfort and prestige, the Red Flag was unmatched—there were barely any competitors worldwide.
The freshn were burning with jealousy. If it were so pot-bellied official, they could accept it—but why was it a young man around their age?!
Damn it! This was unfair!
Just as the new students were still processing their shock, the upperclassn imdiately recognized Lu Jun.
They exclaid in disbelief,
"Holy shit! It's the Butcher of Lu! No wonder!"
A female mage from the Water Institute happened to pass by. She saw Lu Jun and Qing Yu, greeted them warmly, and called out:
"Chief Lu!"
Lu Jun glanced at them and gave a slight nod.
Qing Yu opened the rear passenger door, and Lu Jun got in without hesitation. The car departed smoothly, leaving the crowd behind without lingering.
The freshn were puzzled, hearing the surrounding seniors and senior sisters exclaim in awe.
Who was that?! Which high-ranking figure was he?!
Unable to contain their curiosity, they turned to the upperclassn for answers.
The volunteer seniors were thrilled—they loved sharing these stories.
And so, with pride in their voices, they began narrating Lu Jun's terrifying achievents.
"Oh yeah, the Beast Battle Tournant you're about to experience? Last year, we all participated—and we fought against Lu Jun."
The freshn listened, getting more and more horrified.
By the end, they couldn't help but take a deep breath, looking at Lu Jun with imnse respect.
A man like this? Forget just having a sports car and a secretary—he deserved an entire harem!
Inside the luxury car...
Qing Yu was in the driver's seat, her long, slender legs wrapped in black silk stockings, pressing the accelerator.
Her hands gripped the steering wheel steadily, as she asked without turning her head,
"Where to?"
In the backseat, Lu Jun pondered for a mont before replying,
"The resettlent district on the outskirts of Magic City."
"Huh?" Qing Yu was surprised, but didn't ask further.
She muttered to herself,
"That's a long trip... At least two hours. Who exactly is Lu Jun picking up there?"
anwhile, on the other side of the city...
The resettlent district was a cluster of run-down buildings, looking cheaply built and shoddy—basically a pile of garbage infrastructure.
Even in ground-floor units, people instinctively hunched over while walking, afraid of hitting their heads on the low ceilings.
The air was damp, cold, and suffocatingly narrow, making the place feel extrely uncomfortable.
BZZZ! BZZZ!
In one of the rooms, Mo Fan sat in deep ditation.
Suddenly, his eyes snapped open—his left eye flickering with violet lightning, his right eye burning with crimson flas.
"Hahahaha! I, the great Mo Fan, truly am a genius!
One year! Lightning and Fire—Mid-Tier Level One Peak!
Shadow and Summoning—Beginner-Tier Level Three Peak!"
He stood triumphantly, hands on his hips—utterly proud of himself.
Unfortunately...
The room was dead silent.
Mo Fan scanned the area—completely empty.
His sister, Xin Xia, had already left for Zhejiang University, with their father escorting her for enrollnt.
Even on normal days, his father Mo Jiaxing was rarely ho, constantly working odd jobs to support the family With his sister in high school, his father had to work even harder realizing this, Mo Fan's enthusiasm faded.
He clenched his fists and looked at the dilapidated ho, his eyes burning with determination.He had to beco stronger, Earn a fortune.
Take his father and sister away from this hellhole and find a real ho of their own!
He glanced at the calendar and muttered,
"It's already August? Pearl Academy's enrollnt must have started. I should go take a look."
Mo Fan washed his face, preparing to head out.
But before he could even step outside, a commotion erupted in the usually dead-silent neighborhood.
Curious, he looked outside—and froze.
A low-key yet extravagant black sports car was parked in the middle of the run-down neighborhood, looking completely out of place.
But more importantly...
Two figures stood beside it—a man and a woman.
The man was dressed in simple innerwear, but draped over it was a black-gold long coat, his aura sharp and imposing.
The woman had flawless beauty and an icy aura, yet she wore a seductive black silk bodycon dress—a stunning yet contradictory sight that struck the senses hard.
Mo Fan imdiately recognized them.
Lu Jun... and so unknown beauty.
"Long ti no see." Lu Jun greeted him from a distance, tapping the car and smiling.
"Pearl Academy's enrollnt has started. I happened to be passing by, so I thought I'd pick you up. Hope I'm not being too much of a bother?"
Hearing this, Mo Fan was montarily speechless. He had been upstairs alone, feeling lonely and cold, and now, suddenly, this? Which man could handle such a surprise?! However, he didn't show it. He pretended not to see Lu Jun, turned instead to stare at Qing Yu with a lecherous grin, and chuckled, "And who might this beauty be?"
Qing Yu frowned and let out a light snort. A chilling Ice Elent aura burst forth, sending a warning strike at Mo Fan from a distance.
Imdiately, Mo Fan felt a bone-chilling cold sweeping over him. Even his vast Fire Elent Nebula energy couldn't resist it. He shivered violently, took a few steps back, let out an awkward laugh, and rubbed his nose in embarrassnt.
Beside him, Qing Yu held her itinerary book in both hands. Her face, clear and devoid of makeup, remained expressionless. She had once been a top-ranked mage—how could an ordinary man possibly tease her?
Mo Fan suffered a setback but didn't push further. With his thick skin, he quickly adjusted and turned back to Lu Jun, exclaiming in an exaggerated tone, "Damn, it's you, Old Lu! You've really made sothing of yourself after a year!"
Lu Jun simply smiled without saying much. He could see the storm of emotions in Mo Fan's heart. After all, n don't easily shed tears—so things don't need to be spoken aloud.
Lu Jun had always admired Mo Fan. Despite his humble beginnings, Mo Fan had never stopped striving. More importantly, he never forgot his roots and remained true to his streetwise nature.
If Lu Jun hadn't been so talented himself and had faced difficulties upon crossing over, Mo Fan would have been the first person he sought out. He firmly believed that Mo Fan was the kind of guy who couldn't resist ddling in other people's business.
"Get in." Lu Jun opened the car door and gestured.
Mo Fan didn't hesitate at all. He plopped right in, sinking into the soft, comfortable seat. He was just waiting for Qing Yu to get in so that Lu Jun would have no choice but to go drive.
But then, he saw the black-stockinged beauty walk around to the front of the car and get into the driver's seat. Instead, his seatmate turned out to be Lu Jun.
That's when Mo Fan finally noticed Lu Jun's entire setup. He imdiately shouted, "Damn! This expert beauty is your driver and secretary? Wait a minute... isn't this a Hongqi?"
His expression instantly beca one of utter disbelief. Although he had briefly caught a glimpse of Lu Jun on a local Magic City TV station before, he still couldn't fathom just how much Lu Jun had changed in a year.
It wasn't until he was sitting inside this low-key yet luxurious car, accompanied by a stunning mage secretary, that it truly sank in.
Mo Fan touched this, then that, gritting his teeth and muttering, "I'm totally not jealous, really!"
A few monts later, he couldn't take it anymore and snapped, "Damn you, Old Lu! Tell the truth—how the hell did you get your hands on this kind of car? Wouldn't spending over five million on cultivation resources be a better investnt?"
This was practically a scene from his wildest daydreams.
Today, Mo Fan was completely shaken. What was that saying again? You fear your brother living in hardship, but you fear even more when your brother drives a Land Rover!
And this wasn't even a Land Rover—this was a goddamn Hongqi!!!
Not to ntion that Lu Jun was now exuding the aura of high society, complete with a mage secretary. The whole setup was just infuriating.
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