Dragon Raja: The Divine Man Lu Mingfei

The afternoon sun on the weekend was like melted butter, casting warm rays of light through the gaps in the hotel's heavy curtains onto the carpet.

Lu Mingfei slowly opened his eyes on the soft, sinking bed. He was about to stretch when he felt a heavy weight on his chest, as if a wad of cotton was pressing down on it. He looked down and saw Nuonuo's dark red hair spread across his heart like the sunset, the ends of her hair rising and falling gently with her breath. Sunlight fell on her hair, giving it a soft, fuzzy glow.

Lu Mingfei carefully picked up Nuonuo, gently placed her on the other side of the bed, tucked her in, and then went into the bathroom to wash up before heading to the literary society's graduation party.

As soon as I stepped out of the presidential suite and down to the first floor, a uniformed waiter quickly approached me, looking somewhat troubled: "Sir, it seems there's something wrong with the pet you're boarding."

Lu Mingfei thought for a while before realizing the other person was referring to the husky he'd created using Black King's spiritual power. That thing was basically just a tool that could run and jump; it hardly deserved to be called a pet. But he was too lazy to argue with the waiter and casually asked, "What happened? Did it destroy the house?"

The waiter quickly waved his hand, his worry deepening. "It's not destroying the house, it's just that it won't eat anything we feed it these past few days, not even a drop of water. We're worried it might be sick. Perhaps you could take it to the vet?"

Lu Mingfei shrugged nonchalantly: "That's it. Don't worry about it. Even if it starves or dies of thirst, it's none of your business."

"But..." the waiter tried to persuade him further, but Lu Mingfei interrupted him directly: "I'm going out soon and I might need to use it, so bring it with you."

"Yes, sir, I'll be right there!" The waiter felt like he'd been granted a reprieve and quickly turned to leave. He knew that if something happened to the pet at the hotel, even if the guests didn't pursue the matter, his bonus for the month would be gone. Now that the guests had taken the pet away voluntarily, he had fulfilled his obligation to inform them, and anything that happened afterward was none of his concern.

Half an hour later, Lu Mingfei rode his husky to Wanda Cinema. As soon as he arrived at the entrance, he was stopped by a staff member: "Sir, pets are not allowed in the cinema. We can provide pet storage services here."

Same recipe, same reason, the difference is that this time Lu Mingfei has to pay for it himself.

Lu Mingfei flatly refused. He was joking. Did a mere tool deserve his money? He could spend other people's money, but trying to get money from him was a pipe dream!

He bent down and kicked the husky, saying fiercely, "Stay here and wait. If you dare to run around and cause trouble, I'll break your legs!" After saying that, he jumped off the dog's back, swaggered into the movie theater, leaving the husky all alone at the entrance.

When he entered the screening room, the lights were already dimmed, indicating that the movie was about to start. Lu Mingfei casually glanced around, intending to find an empty seat at random. Although he had come specifically to cause trouble for Zhao Menghua, he was already here, and he figured he could deal with whatever it was after the movie; there was plenty of time, and there was no need to rush.

Just as he was about to take a step, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure running towards him out of the corner of his eye. The movie theater was completely dark, but Lu Mingfei's eyesight was far superior to that of ordinary people, and he recognized the person's face at a glance—who else could it be but Zhao Menghua?

Lu Mingfei's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of amusement in his eyes: he hadn't even gone to their doorstep, and here they were, delivering themselves to him. He suppressed the smile, feigning innocence, and asked:

"Zhao Menghua? What's wrong? Is something the matter?"

"Lu Mingfei! Why are you so late?" Zhao Menghua's voice was impatient as she shoved the bag in her hand into Lu Mingfei's arms. "Clothes, hurry up and change. You're about to give a speech. Chen Wenwen needs to dress formally for her speech."

Lu Mingfei didn't answer; he sensed a conspiracy. Seeing his hesitation, Zhao Menghua's tone became even more urgent: "Lu Mingfei! Hurry up! Chen Wenwen is about to give her speech! If you won't give me face, at least give the president some face!"

Lu Mingfei stood there, hands in his pockets, watching Zhao Menghua's comical performance with great interest, as if he were watching monkeys jumping around in a zoo.

Only when Zhao Menghua's face turned red and his breathing became rapid, almost to the point of being flushed, did Lu Mingfei slowly speak: "Forget about the clothes, the speech is fine. After all, we've been classmates for three years, so I won't hesitate to offer my advice. Go up and say a few words."

After Lu Mingfei finished speaking, he walked straight towards the stage. Watching his retreating figure, Zhao Menghua breathed a sigh of relief, a smug smile unconsciously curving his lips, his eyes filled with mockery as he looked at Lu Mingfei. He tightly covered his mouth, silently repeating to himself, "No! I can't laugh yet! I have to hold it in! I'll declare victory in five minutes!"

After Lu Mingfei stepped onto the stage, he discovered that besides himself, there were two other large non-pigs on stage. This made him even more certain that Zhao Menghua was up to no good. But no matter, Lu Mingfei had already figured out how to deal with Zhao Menghua. Before that, he needed a legitimate reason to take action. After all, Master Lu was a "good person," and good people always have an explanation for their actions. He couldn't just take action for no reason, could he? As for who was "innocent," that was naturally up to Master Lu to decide.

The projector turned on, and Lu Mingfei saw the words "Chen Wenwen, love, Yu!" projected onto the screen behind him. The positions he and the two other "non-pigs" were in formed the complete sentence, "Chen Wenwen, I love you!"

Lu Mingfei smiled. He knew what Zhao Menghua was planning to do, but he didn't move because the time wasn't right yet. However, at this moment, he suddenly saw a person's expression change rapidly in the audience. It was Su Xiaoqiang. Her original anticipation for the graduation party had turned into confusion mixed with some anger.

Lu Mingfei didn't have time to deal with her for the time being. This was a classic case of building suspense before praising someone. For the sake of the upcoming show, he had to make things difficult for the little fairy for now.

Zhao Menghua then spoke up at the opportune moment: "Today was supposed to be our literary society's gathering, but I just wanted to take this opportunity to say a few words." He looked at Chen Wenwen: "We're about to part ways, and I don't want to regret it. I want to tell Chen Wenwen... it's all on the screen... I have to take this gamble! Otherwise, if we break up and are separated by vast distances, I'll be in the middle of nowhere, and I'll have liked someone for three years without anyone knowing. Wouldn't that be incredibly unlucky?"

Everyone present knew who Zhao Menghua was subtly mocking, and they all joined in the chant: "Female lead! Come on stage! Female lead! Come on stage!"

A spotlight shone on Chen Wenwen, making her, dressed in almost transparent white, stand up like an angel. She walked hesitantly onto the stage, while Zhao Menghua's cronies surrounded her, continuing their clamor.

"Say yes! Say yes quickly! Zhao Menghua is a very good person!"

"I like...yours too," Chen Wenwen said softly, glancing at Zhao Menghua.

Upon seeing this, Su Xiaoqiang stood up abruptly. Before she could react, Lu Mingfei moved, striding towards the center of the stage.

"Lu Mingfei! Go back! Go back! We can't make a sentence without you!" someone shouted from the audience.

"Lu Mingfei, come back quickly! Don't delay the boss's important business!" The two pigs next to him shouted as well.

Lu Mingfei remained silent, only moving forward quickly, passing Zhao Menghua in an instant and arriving in front of Chen Wenwen.

Zhao Menghua frowned and reached out to pull him. Chen Wenwen also looked bewildered, her eyes full of doubt. Just as she was about to ask him what he wanted to do, Lu Mingfei suddenly made his move—he grabbed Chen Wenwen's waist and, to her shocked gaze, lowered his head and kissed her soft lips.

The entire room fell silent instantly, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Zhao Menghua's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and Su Xiaoqiang stood there dumbfounded. Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were seeing.

After a long while, Lu Mingfei finally released Chen Wenwen. As they separated, a strand of silver hair glittered in the light. He glanced at Chen Wenwen, then looked around, a wicked smile spreading across his face.

"Chen Wenwen, your first kiss wasn't with Zhao Menghua! It was with me, Lu Mingfei!"