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After the broadcast ended.

With a hiss, Xizelu slowly sat up, covering his slightly burning cheek. Just as his vision returned to focus, that unexpected figure came straight into his eyes.

He looked up at Lu Weiliang, his red eyes turning icy, and his voice suddenly turned cold: "What are you doing here?"

There wasn't a trace of a smile on his face, and his eyes were chillingly cold.

He didn't look at him as a benefactor, but rather as an enemy who owed him a huge debt of eight million, someone with whom he harbored only deep-seated hatred.

Seeing his face, Lu Weiliang suddenly thought of the stories of the farmer and the snake, Mr. Dongguo and the wolf, Lü Dongbin and the dog, and Lu Weiliang and the dog man.

She truly regretted not whipping her a few more times, turning her into a ripped peach.

snort!

I want her kiss again tomorrow, but I can't!

The atmosphere suddenly became eerily strange. Seeing that things were not going well, Yan Zhigao quickly pushed through the crowd and leaned close to the road in Xize, whispering cautiously, "Sir, you suddenly fell ill in the pipes. We brought you here for emergency treatment. While you were unconscious, you found Lu Xiangdao over a hundred floors away. It was her Xiangdao hormone that woke you up."

Before Xizelu could fully process what was happening, his knuckles unconsciously brushed against the corner of his slightly stinging lips.

Looking down, I was surprised to see a glaring stain of blood.

Yan Zhigao immediately explained, "Uh, this blood is from when you lost control just now, hugging Director Lu and kissing her forcefully without letting go, and she bit you..."

His voice grew softer and softer as he spoke.

In the end, feeling guilty, he looked away, because what was about to be said was even more unacceptable.

As if suddenly realizing something, Xize Lu abruptly turned his head, his gaze fixed on Yan Zhigao's face: "Say that again? Who woke me up?"

Yan Zhigao stammered, "Indeed...it was indeed Director Lu who awakened him."

Xize Lu took a deep breath, his gaze passing over Yan Zhigao and looking at Lu Weiliang, whose eyes were darting away.

When a fugue state occurs, the sentinel's consciousness is locked in a particular scene he is obsessed with. If no one wakes him up in time, his consciousness will be trapped in that place forever and he will be unable to break free.

For the past twenty-odd years, every time he fell ill, he relied on his own willpower to shatter his obsession and forcefully wake up.

If Lu Weiliang could awaken him, then the figure that shattered his dream must have been her.

But why her of all people?

Back then, if she hadn't leaked the photos, he wouldn't have been caught by the old nobleman and ended up being sent away for a political marriage, and even being kicked out of the house by his mother.

Thinking of this, her red eyes instantly darkened.

Yan Zhigao stood to the side, secretly rubbing his hands together. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and said, "There's one more thing. Your compatibility with Director Lu... is..."

"What is it?" Xizelu asked coldly.

Seeing his subordinate stammering, he immediately guessed what was going on.

The guide who can awaken the psychic sentinels has a minimum compatibility of 95%, meaning that Lu Weiliang and she have a very high compatibility.

Otherwise, the people around them wouldn't be so uneasy, only daring to steal glances out of the corner of their eyes, all of them keeping silent as if they were trembling with fear.

Xizelu frowned deeply: "Speak!"

Yan Zhi, in a low, high-pressure voice: "100% match!"

One hundred percent?

Xizelu chewed on those words repeatedly.

The person he least wanted to have anything to do with was actually a perfect match for him?

He trembled uncontrollably, his crimson eyes instantly igniting with raging fury, as if he wanted to burn everything in front of him to ashes.

With a nauseating sense of destiny, he abruptly ripped off the tubes and electrode pads covering his body.

Shedding those unnecessary burdens, he stretched his stiff shoulders and looked coldly at Lu Weiliang, his disgust undisguised.

"Thank you for today. I will have my adjutant settle all the expenses with you. As for the compatibility issue, let's pretend it never happened. You and I both know that old grudges are hard to let go of, so I won't ask you to mediate, and there's no need for us to have any contact in the future."

After saying that, he neatly buttoned up his uniform and tossed a sentence to Yan Zhigao: "You handle the aftermath."

Then, without looking back, she left with a resolute air.

The surrounding crowd erupted in uproar. They all thought the commander had gone mad with anger. Why else would he say something like that? Apart from Lu Weiliang, no one else could talk him out of it.

However, it is indeed hard to accept that the person who abused her and even released her explicit photos is a perfect match for her.

They couldn't even imagine how deep their bond must have been to lead to this tragic fate.

Upon hearing this, Lu Weiliang's first reaction was genuine happiness.

The implication of not contacting her is that Xizelu has no intention of taking revenge on her at all? Is there a chance to wipe the slate clean?

That's a real relief.

She mustered her courage and chased after him, saying, "Wait a minute, I have something to say."

Xize Lu didn't stop walking, not even sparing a glance, leaving only a low, cold sentence: "I have nothing to say to you."

She's 192cm tall with those long legs, I can't catch up, I simply can't catch up.

Lu Weiliang walked back to the counseling room dejectedly, and Yan Zhigao took in her distraught appearance.

He felt that he, like the commander, deeply disliked this guide.

But today, she seems different?

He smiled and walked over, turned on his personal terminal, and prepared to transfer the medical expenses: "Director Lu, thank you for your efforts. These star coins are a small token of my appreciation."

"The commander's attitude was bad. I apologize to you on his behalf. Please forgive his rudeness. He will need your guidance in the future, so I hope you can help him."

Their attitude was utterly humble to the core.

Working people should not make things difficult for other working people.

Lu Weiliang's eyebrows curved into crescent moons: "Don't worry, as long as he comes, the door to my counseling room will always be open for him."

Hearing this, Yan Zhigao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Lu Weiliang did not refuse to guide him. Otherwise, given the commander's current level of rejection of other guides' mental power, he would soon be on his deathbed. "Guide Lu, I am so moved. I did not expect you to retire so thoroughly. Our leader will rely on you from now on. You are truly beautiful inside and out."

Beautiful and kind?

"Thank you for the compliment." Lu Weiliang gave a fawning smile, pocketed the money she was owed, and watched a group of people carrying equipment leave in a grand procession. Just as she was about to continue working, her gaze suddenly fell on the black cloak on her desk.

The moment you touch it, you feel the cool, silky smoothness unique to satin. When you unfold it, you see a bright red snake pattern embroidered on the left chest.

The spiritual entity of Xizelu is Quetzalcoatl, so it should be the one who dropped it.

The system suddenly popped up: [Tsk tsk, host, I just looked up Xize Lu's information. He's had a tough time too. His father doesn't love him, and his mother doesn't care for him. He's worked hard all these years, just wanting to gain his mother's approval, but his mother treats him like she doesn't even have a son.]

Lu Weiliang retorted, "Really? They're already so outstanding, and you still don't acknowledge it?"

【Of course he would! His mother hated him from the start. His affair with the original owner was all over the news. His mother called him immoral and even expelled him from the family. The shadow of one's family of origin is devastating, you know!】

Lu Weiliang smacked her lips.

"That's how people are; the more they crave someone's approval, the more they become enslaved by that person."

As she sighed, she carefully folded the cloak and placed it in the closet with utmost care, for the fabric was too expensive and she was afraid she wouldn't be able to afford to pay for it if it got damaged.

These words were overheard by Nishizawa, who was returning home.

He stood at the corner at the end of the corridor.

The knuckles unconsciously curled up and then relaxed.

……

The Imperial Palace.

"Sis, what new and interesting thing did you bring back this time?"