Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

The photos taken with mobile phones in 2007 weren't very clear, but the distorted blur actually gave them a mysterious and beautiful filter.

The latest photo is of Liu Miaomiao. Despite the cold weather, she's wearing a fitted white silk evening gown that trails on the floor, with only a slit cut at the side revealing her long, slender, white legs, and matching white high heels. She's standing on the stage, preparing to bow to the audience, exuding elegance and poise.

The caption for the picture reads: "Look at Mingfei, Miaomiao is on stage!"

Lu Mingfei straightened his laptop keyboard, preparing to type a reply, when his phone alarm suddenly went off.

An hour was up, and he had to go to the room to take Xia Mi's temperature again.

……

Chapter 128 Bought with Money

Upon hearing that it was related to the school anniversary performance, Liu Miaomiao roughly guessed why she had come.

Actually, yesterday afternoon, a senior from the music club in the student union approached me and asked if I could keep the performance repertoire the same.

She didn't want to change it either, but what could she do? It wasn't something she could decide; she herself was only informed of the changed track after she had already made the change.

What bothered her even more was that the upperclassmen in the student council would blame her for the whole thing.

"If it's about the program for the gala, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do," Liu Miaomiao gently shook her head.

"Is there any particular reason?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Liu Miaomiao's beautiful eyebrows furrowed together, and she looked troubled.

Lu Mingfei knew that Liu Miaomiao wasn't the kind of willful girl, and seeing her embarrassed expression, he already had some guesses in his mind.

Lu Mingfei wanted to ask Chen Wenwen if he could have a private chat with Liu Miaomiao for a while, but when he turned around, he felt Chen Wenwen looking at him with sparkling eyes.

The expression on her lips, pursed, seemed to suggest a hint of... restlessness?

"Chen...Wenwen?"

"Oh, what's wrong, Lu Mingfei?"

Chen Wenwen awkwardly snapped out of her daze.

"Can I speak with Liu Miaomiao alone for a while?"

"Sure." Chen Wenwen nodded immediately, answered softly, turned around and shuffled out, not forgetting to close the door for Lu Mingfei and the others as she left.

Although he didn't know why Chen Wenwen had been staring at him blankly just now, the most urgent matter was still Liu Miaomiao's situation.

After watching Chen Wenwen leave, Lu Mingfei leaned down towards Liu Miaomiao and asked, "Is it because of your family?"

Liu Miaomiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Just as Lu Mingfei had guessed, the change of the school anniversary performance program was a chain reaction following Liu's mother's discovery of his intimate interaction with Liu Miaomiao. Liu Miaomiao herself certainly wouldn't do something that would put others in a difficult position.

Now that we know the cause and effect, the situation is even more complicated.

Lu Mingfei racked his brains for a while, but still couldn't come up with a good solution. The one who tied the knot must untie it; this concerns Liu Miaomiao's family, and Liu Miaomiao herself has to take action to resolve this matter.

"I understand. Let's not talk about this anymore," Lu Mingfei said. "You should get some rest. I'll talk to the student council on your behalf."

Lu Mingfei guessed that, given Liu Miaomiao's personality, she probably hadn't firmly told the student council that she wouldn't change the song back. She was probably afraid of being criticized.

However, if such matters are not clearly stated, it will only create more difficulties for both others and oneself.

Since Liu Miaomiao is too embarrassed, then Lu Mingfei can help her communicate with the student council. After all, the stoic senior is in the student council; talking to him should be enough.

outside the classroom.

"How was your chat with Liu Miaomiao?"

As Lu Mingfei walked out of the classroom, Chen Wenwen tiptoed over to him.

Lu Mingfei shook his head: "There's no way to change the song back to 'A Girl's Prayer.' Liu Miaomiao has her own reasons."

Chen Wenwen pursed her lips, a troubled look on her face.

Like Liu Miaomiao, Chen Wenwen is a shy girl. She probably didn't know how to explain herself to the senior student council member, which is why she looked embarrassed.

“It’s okay, I’ll go with you to the student council after school to talk to them. As long as you explain the situation clearly to the senior students, they should understand,” Lu Mingfei said.

"hope so."

Chen Wenwen thought of Senior Zhang from the Organization Department; that senior didn't seem very approachable.

but……

Chen Wenwen secretly glanced at Lu Mingfei's profile and whispered to herself:

Today wasn't all bad.

……

"Ah, it's been updated."

In the afternoon, it's the busiest and most chaotic time for internet cafes. The glass doors, plastered with posters, open and close, as middle school students, just out of class, rush in, swinging their backpacks and grabbing empty seats.

Old Lei, with a Double Happiness cigarette dangling from his mouth, deftly collected money with one hand while rapidly typing on a dirty keyboard with the other.

Only after all the empty seats in the internet cafe were filled with youthful faces did Lao Lei have a little free time. He pressed F5 to refresh the webpage, and Lu Mingfei's fanfiction post returned to the top position.

"Let me see what's been updated."

Old Lei opened the post, but before he could even scan two lines, a woman wearing sunglasses burst through the door, looking like a drowned rat.

"Your weather forecast here is so inaccurate." Mai Shutoku wiped the water from her long, black hair. "Didn't they say it would be sunny for a whole week?"

Seeing that Jiu De Mai was soaked to the bone, Lao Lei belatedly realized he hadn't heard the faint rumbling thunder outside. Perhaps because of the noisy environment in the internet cafe, he hadn't heard it before.

“That’s how it is in coastal cities; when a typhoon comes, it rains heavily.” Old Lei pulled two packs of toilet paper from the counter and tossed them to Jiu De Mai. “It’s free; I’ll pay for it myself.”

"They're really generous, throwing out a huge sum of one dollar right off the bat."

Jiu Demai shrugged habitually and, without any ceremony, first took out an Arabic robe from the large canvas tote bag he carried with him and covered himself with it. Then he unfolded a piece of paper and dried his arms and legs under the robe.

Do you Japanese people all have the habit of bringing extra clothes when you go out?

"I brought the bag so that if there's a problem with the information you gave me, I can easily put my money back in. I forgot to take the clothes out of the bag last time." Mai Shude was losing her patience. "Enough with the nonsense. You said you found Chu Tianjiao's information, but where's the stuff?"

Old Lei took a brown paper file bag from the drawer and placed it on the counter. Jiu De Mai picked up the file bag, ready to open it.

"Wait, you're just going to tear this down right here?"

"Otherwise what? Are we supposed to meet at a luxury hotel like in the movies, and then exchange money for goods?" Mai Shude unwrapped the white thread wrapped around the seal, one circle at a time. "Don't worry, no one can see what we're doing."

Old Lei was taken aback, and only a moment later did he realize why the woman in front of him had said that no one could see what they were doing. To be precise, no one could even see them. From other people's perspective, the internet cafe counter area was completely dark, as if it were hidden in a dark corner.

"Words of Power: Illumination of the Underworld"

Old Lei had heard of this kind of Word of Power; its rank was quite high, and the range of its domain varied from person to person. The higher the bloodline, the larger the alchemical domain formed by the Word of Power. It was a Word of Power quite suitable for infiltration or assassination. This woman had probably activated her Word of Power before coming to the internet cafe, probably to prevent being followed. She was quite cautious.

The reason I was able to see her was probably because I entered the range of her illusory gaze the moment I stepped into the internet cafe.

Based on this estimate, the range of her "illumination" is at least two meters in radius.

As Lao Lei was thinking to himself, he saw that Jiu De Mai had already opened the file bag and pulled out the A4 paper from the bag with her fingers.

"Only two?" Mai asked.

“Only two.” Old Lei spread his hands. “These are files from the lowest level of Norma’s database. I used some means to access Norma’s most secret database, and believe it or not, there really is that man you mentioned named Chu Tianjiao. Even though we’re in the same city, I’ve never heard of him. Isn’t that strange?”

Mai Shude weighed the two A4 sheets of paper between her fingers.

They're so light. It's hard to imagine that such two pieces of paper could hold the weight of a man's entire life.

"You hacked into Norma's database?" Mai Shude raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you get counter-tracked by Kassel College?"

"No." Old Lei curled his lip. "Of course I wouldn't do something so dangerous. If an active-duty executive officer hacks into the academy's database and is discovered, he'll be taken back by the academy for hypnosis and memory erasure."

"If you didn't hack into Norma's database, how did you get this information?" Mai asked, her tone tinged with curiosity.

Old Lei shook his finger in front of him, clicked his tongue, and then smiled mysteriously.

"Of course, it was bought with money."

……

Let me answer some of the questions from my fellow readers.

First of all, regarding Xia Mi's fever in the side story, the story itself is just a short, sweet tale, not part of the main content, so there's no need to worry too much about it.

At the same time, the fact that the Dragon King has a fever was indeed something I designed specifically, with the intention of highlighting Xia Mi's transformation from a dragon to a human.

Jormungandr, disguised as Xia Mi, gradually had his dragon-like brutality replaced by human emotions after falling in love with Lu Mingfei (but not completely; in the end, he was probably half dragon-hearted and half human-hearted). As a result, his body began to exhibit symptoms similar to those of humans.

As for the comments from some readers that the Dragon King's fever is unreasonable, Lu Mingfei actually had a severe cold in the original novel. In the chapter "The Girl with Sandalwood-Scented Hair" in Long San, Lu Mingfei recalled getting a severe cold and getting injections when he was a child.

So, the fever is essentially for the sake of sharing Lu Xia's sweet moments. Everyone should focus on enjoying the sweetness and read the story peacefully!

Chapter 129 You can hitch a ride with me

"Bought?"

Mai Shude was taken aback. "Does your Kassel College offer this kind of service? You can sell such important information?"

“You can’t sell it through the official channels, of course. But there’s a secret channel that only a few people know about.” Old Lei shrugged. “Didn’t I ask you for money to grease palms before? This document was bought through this channel after I greased palms.”

"So you're taking my commission?" Mai Shude sneered.

"Don't put it so harshly," Lao Lei said with a sheepish smile. "It's just making money legitimately by taking advantage of information asymmetry."

"But since it was obtained through shady channels, how can you guarantee the authenticity of this information?"

"Don't worry about that," Old Lei said. "This information is 100% genuine, even more so than information copied directly from Norma's database."

Mai frowned: "Is it really that reliable?"

"You can question the guy himself, but you can't question what he sells."

Seeing Lao Lei's confident demeanor, even Jiu De Mai became a little curious about who had sold Lao Lei this information.

"Let's not talk about that anymore. Take a look at the information first. If you're satisfied, please settle the balance as soon as possible, customer." Old Lei said, rubbing his hands excitedly.

Jiude Mai rolled her eyes at Lao Lei, picked up the two pages of paper, and placed them on a kraft paper document bag.

Two very thin sheets of paper. The first sheet contained information about the executive department's specialists. It contained very little, just a photo and a few lines of text. The photo showed a handsome young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking like a spirited male lead from a model opera.

The colors in the photo are somewhat distorted, suggesting that the original is quite old.