National Guardian's Gone and We're Done

They were terrified of being devoured by the Evil Spirits lurking in the darkness.

This directly caused the probability of encountering people from their homeland in the White-Red Empire to plummet drastically,

like falling from a vibrant, flower-filled spring straight into the icy depths of winter.

It was nowhere near as easy or casual as it used to be.

So, to run into three people from the Great Xia Empire all at once,

was a miracle created by the god of fate on a bored whim.

The number of times one might be lucky enough to have such an encounter in a whole year...

calling it ”few and far between” would be an overstatement.

It was a spectacle as rare as a phoenix feather.

”I’m very interested in what you just said about land development. Could you tell me more about it in detail?”

Chu He slightly raised his long, powerful hand.

On his finger, a ring was emitting a faint, mysterious glow, as if it came from the enigmatic Spirit Realm.

Under the shroud of this Mysterious Power,

these few young people from the Great Xia Empire—

or more precisely, these rich kids who had been coddled in the lap of luxury since birth,

who were used to flaunting their status with designer brands and extravagant possessions—

were like bewildered passersby under a glamour spell.

They completely failed to recognize Chu He’s true identity.

”You’re in land development too?”

The young man narrowed his sharp, cunning eyes,

like a seasoned detective scrutinizing a prime suspect,

as he carefully sized Chu He up and down.

Although the Mysterious Power of the ring shrouded Chu He’s face in a hazy mist, making it difficult to discern his true appearance,

the young man still relied on his innate sharp intuition. His keen eye, honed through countless trials in a decadent and complex social scene,

allowed him to faintly sense

that this other young man from the Great Xia Empire

exuded an extraordinary, otherworldly aura that set him apart.

It was an aura like that of an ancient, towering mountain—steadfast and resolute after a millennium of wind and rain—

and also like a clear, babbling stream—gentle and elegant as it flowed through blooming scenery and dense forests.

It was far beyond what any ordinary person could ever hope to achieve,

even surpassing the so-called elites and celebrities they usually mingled with.

He couldn’t help but speculate inwardly,

’He showed such keen interest the moment I mentioned land development; he’s most likely in the same business. He might have come here with some ulterior motive, wanting to dig for information.’

”Something like that.”

Chu He just nodded lightly, his expression as placid as still water, like a bottomless, dark lake.

There wasn’t the slightest ripple of emotion, nor did he offer any further explanation or justification.

He just stood there quietly.

This calm and composed demeanor only added to his mystique.

”Zheng Bolan, don’t trust him. He’s not wearing a single designer brand.

He’s either from some third-rate construction crew or just full of it.”

At that moment, a young girl beside him protectively tugged on the young man’s arm.

Her face, as delicate as a finely crafted porcelain doll,

was now filled with suspicion and wariness.

She looked at Chu He as if sizing up a dangerous stranger who could bring about their ruin at any moment,

as if Chu He carried some kind of

malevolent power capable of instantly turning their peaceful, luxurious lives upside down.

The thought sent an involuntary chill down her spine.

Hearing this, the other young companions

all nodded in agreement.

For these rich kids, who had been soaked in a honey pot of luxury and pampering since birth,

being decked out in an array of luxury goods

had long become the one and only way for them to display their power and status to the world.

It was their dazzling calling card in social settings,

like the magnificent feathers of a peacock spreading its tail to attract attention, envy, and jealousy.

They looked at Chu He.

He seemed to be about the same age as them,

and since they were peers,

in their narrow, materialistic view of the world,

it was impossible for someone to be so incomprehensibly low-key.

Aside from that indescribable, extraordinary aura,

there was nothing about Chu He’s appearance,

not a single trace,

that suggested he was involved in the land development industry.

This only made them more suspicious of his identity.

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