Dragon Raja: The Divine Man Lu Mingfei

The inspection went much faster than expected; Su Enxi finalized the details in just a few words. The three of them didn't linger and left quickly. On the way back, Su Enxi asked Lu Mingfei curiously, "Boss, in the meeting room just now, I noticed you seemed to be paying close attention to those office workers. Were you looking for someone?"

"Yes, I'm looking for an old friend." Lu Mingfei nodded, making no attempt to hide anything.

"Boss, the old friend you mentioned, could it be...?" Mai Shude paused slightly on the steering wheel, turned her head to look at him, her brows furrowed, unable to hide her surprise and confusion.

"Yes, that's it." Lu Mingfei looked out the window at the rapidly receding street scene, his voice flat.

"Boss, you mean the King of Earth and Mountains?!" Su Enxi leaned over from the back seat, recalling Lu Mingfei's words from last night, and only now did she belatedly realize what he meant, her tone full of shock.

But then, she asked incredulously, "No way, boss? How could someone as arrogant as the Dragon King possibly condescend to mingle with ordinary people? That's just too outrageous!"

"You still underestimate the Dragon King too much." Lu Mingfei leaned back in his chair, his fingertips lightly tapping his knee. "They can't really integrate into human society, but if they're just putting on an act, it's hard to spot the flaws. The Nibelungen in this city has existed for who knows how long. I suspect its owner has been lurking here for a long time, and may even have already taken control of the city's key levels. That's why I want to confirm whether that guy is hiding among your executives."

"So... what happened?" Su Enxi felt her heart was in her throat. The thought that there might be a dragon king who had lived for thousands of years among the executives who had just reported to her made her afraid that she would be scared to tears.

"The result is..." Lu Mingfei deliberately dragged out his words, a wicked smile playing on his lips. He slowly observed Su Enxi's tense expression before leisurely uttering the second half of the sentence: "No."

Su Enxi's shoulders slumped instantly, and she clutched her chest, letting out a long sigh of relief: "Phew, boss, can you stop breathing so heavily when you talk? You almost scared me to death!"

"Hehe..." Just as Lu Mingfei was about to turn around and continue teasing Su Enxi, he suddenly felt a sudden urge. He turned his head to look at the source of this feeling and saw a coffee shop that looked very ordinary. It was located on the corner. Lu Mingfei immediately asked Jiu De Mai to stop the car, and then got out of the car without waiting for the two to ask and walked towards the coffee shop.

Arriving at the coffee shop, Lu Mingfei glanced at the signboard. It read "xxx All-Female Coffee," the words engraved in gold on an ebony base, the calligraphy flowing and elegant, exuding a deliberately crafted air of sophistication. However, once inside, the scene was far from pleasant. The peeling paint on the off-white walls, the worn-out plastic tables and chairs, and the dusty green plants in the corners clashed horribly with the refined imagery of the signboard.

It was supposed to be 3 PM, the peak time for afternoon tea, but the shop was eerily quiet. Several tables and chairs were empty, with only one customer sitting by the window. The person was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, the hood pulled low, and was typing away on an open laptop. A glass of iced Americano next to them was still emitting a faint steam, clearly untouched.

"Welcome..." A weak voice came from behind the counter. Lu Mingfei looked up and saw a male barista wearing a black apron dozing off at the counter. Hearing the noise, he groggily raised his head, his eyes still bloodshot from sleep.

"Didn't you say it was an all-female cafe? How come there isn't even half a woman here?" Lu Mingfei pointed to the sign outside and asked curiously.

The barista yawned and waved his hand: "Hey, don't even mention it, that's ancient history. It was originally opened by seven female best friends, who said they wanted to create a 'cozy little home exclusively for girls,' but they broke up in less than two months. They were all independent women, each with their own opinions, so they could never agree on anything. Now, only three of the seven owners are left, and the shop has gone out of business."

The barista, seemingly bursting with frustration, pointed to himself and continued, "To save money, the three bosses only hired me. I handle everything: taking orders, making coffee, and cleaning. But as you can see, this shop has a terrible reputation. Everyone around here knows what kind of place we are. Who would come here? I just come here to kill time every day; it's quite leisurely."

Seeing Lu Mingfei's questioning gaze sweep over the customer by the window, the barista gestured for him to come closer and explained in a low voice, "That guy is an exception. He comes every day. He said he's a writer and thinks this place is quiet and undisturbed, which is convenient for him to think. He comes every afternoon, orders the cheapest Americano, and stays until closing time. He doesn't talk much, we've basically never chatted, and I've never asked him what he writes."

The barista's words piqued Lu Mingfei's interest in the customer even more. Ever since he stepped into the shop, that inexplicable unease had been relentless, the source of which was clearly the guy typing on the keyboard. Even stranger, the mere sight of that person stirred a strange sense of disgust within him, one he couldn't quite explain.

Lu Mingfei decided to test the waters first. He ordered a coffee from the barista, took the cup, and sat down opposite the man.

"Hello, shall we get to know each other? My surname is Lu." Lu Mingfei greeted him with a standard friendly smile.

The customer in the black hoodie looked up, a hint of confusion in his eyes. After seeing Lu Mingfei's expression, he politely replied, "My surname is Yang. Just call me by my pen name, 'Qingmian Shou'."

"Blue-faced Shou? I think that's the nickname of a character in a wuxia novel, right? You like wuxia?" Lu Mingfei asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You've read it too!" The blue-faced man's eyes lit up, as if he had found a kindred spirit. He said excitedly, "I'm a die-hard fan of that author. I started writing novels because of his influence!"

"So impressive? May I have the pleasure of reading your work?" Lu Mingfei pressed on, trying to get the information out of him.

Qingmian Shou, unsuspecting, directly gave the book title. Lu Mingfei immediately took out his phone and started searching, then quickly browsed through it. It was a martial arts novel. The plot was roughly about a male protagonist who was a great hero. When he planned to retire from the martial arts world and return to his hometown to get married, he met a young female admirer. The two went through many things together, but because the male protagonist kept giving in, the young female admirer was eventually brutally murdered by a woman.

Seeing this, Lu Mingfei finally understood the source of that inexplicable feeling of disgust. It turned out that the DNA of the God of Pure Love had been activated, an instinctive rejection of the Minotaur Chieftain! At this moment, the killing intent radar in his mind had reached its peak!

But Lu Mingfei put on an expression of admiration: "Wow, your writing is amazing! You'll definitely become a top author in the future!" Seeing Qingmian Shou's pleased expression, he continued, "Well then, since we hit it off so quickly, I'll give you a special opportunity."

The man with the green face looked puzzled, but Lu Mingfei didn't answer. Instead, he closed his eyes, tapped his fingertips lightly, and made a divination gesture. After a moment, he opened his eyes, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"To be honest, I have some knowledge of divination. I just performed a divination for you and calculated your future marriage. You should go to the East, to that far eastern land, to that country called Japan. Your destined person is on that land; he is a scientist. Go find him, and if you can find him, you will experience a love that will shake the heavens and move the soul!"

At first, Qingmian Shou thought Lu Mingfei was talking nonsense, but as he listened, he felt his mind become somewhat hazy. He shook his head vigorously, trying to stay awake, but his heart began to waver involuntarily. By the time Lu Mingfei finished speaking, those words were etched into Qingmian Shou's heart like a fundamental logic. His eyes were glazed over, and his mind was filled with only one thought—east, to Japan, where his destined one was waiting for him.

Seeing that the brainwashing had worked, Lu Mingfei didn't want to waste any more time, so he picked up his coffee cup and headed out. Just as he stepped outside, he realized he hadn't drunk his coffee yet, and spat it out as soon as it entered his mouth: "Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! This is awful! Is this what an all-female coffee is like? Hah!"

After casually tossing his coffee into the trash can, Lu Mingfei walked straight toward Jiu De Mai and Su Enxi.