Transmigrated into a villainous guide who picks up bargains, a useless person is transformed into a

The deer felt slightly cool, but to be precise, the scene before them was somewhat fiery.

She squinted at the body in the hazy mist.

What a dry, unremarkable set of V-line, abs, and pecs.

My gaze continued upwards and met a handsome, almost unreal face.

The man's back was pressed tightly against the edge of the pool, his hands crossed in front of his chest with nowhere to go, his legs curled up together and pulled to his abdomen, his whole body shrunken into a small ball, trembling slightly uncontrollably, like a frightened hunched shrimp.

Unlike the last time we met, Shenyu's hair was completely disheveled today. His wet, golden hair clung to his chest, with the ends floating in the water, just covering his private parts.

Those golden eyes stared at her intently.

It inexplicably added a touch of vibrancy to the scene.

Lu Weiliang's brain froze for a moment, making her reaction slow and causing her to stammer.

"Supervision...supervision?"

Shenyu stood frozen in the pool, the shock still lingering in his eyes, his voice weakening slightly. "Yes and no, my name is Shenyu, which is the High Priest you speak of."

That's good now.

Lu Weiliang's brain wasn't just frozen; she was as stiff as a fish that had been frozen for three months.

The whitish pond water wasn't exactly clear, but if you looked closely, you could still glimpse a hint of spring hidden beneath the surface.

Wow, that's impressive! They've seen the "little priest" completely naked.

They've truly found a way to die!

Lu Weiliang made a quick decision, closing her eyes tightly: "My lord, please forgive me, I really didn't mean to disturb your bath, I swear I didn't see anything! I was forced to come in because my life was at stake."

She's slow at everything, but she's quickest to admit her mistakes and back down.

Seeing that she closed her eyes on her own initiative, Shenyu slowly got up, grabbed a golden robe from the poolside, and casually put it on.

Perhaps it was because he was wearing clothes that he felt more confident, because his voice was much more steady when he spoke.

He countered, "What is so life-or-death?"

Lu Weiliang backed away, covering her face with her hands and saying urgently:

"I'm being hunted by assassins, and the mastermind behind it is Caesar's mother! People are looking for me everywhere in the building. Please, priest, save me, save your devout believer."

Shenyu turned his back and slowly tied his robe into a tight knot.

Upon hearing Lu Weiliang's words "devout believer," the corners of his lips unconsciously curved into a faint smile, and even his gaze softened considerably.

Piety?

When has she ever been devout? She dares to spout nonsense even about God's messengers, and the way she looked at him just now, with a gleam of lust in her eyes, is simply outrageous.

The long silence made Lu Weiliang's heart pound.

Judging from this, it's probably going to be a disaster.

She calls herself a priest? She's so petty and narrow-minded. Last time she impersonated an inspector and got her all over her. I bet she's not even as cunning as a pinhead.

She quickly added, "Your Excellency, if possible, may I stay here with you for a while? I'll leave once it's safe outside."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not bother you. Please have mercy."

Upon hearing this, Shenyu's smile deepened as he silently examined the girl, who was soaking wet.

The same.

It was exactly the same scene he had predicted when he was eighteen years old.

"Director Lu, open your eyes."

Lu Weiliang had no idea what they were up to; if they were entrapping her, that would be disastrous.

The only option is to remain unchanged amidst all changes and not be swayed by external forces.

Seeing this, Shenyu lifted her leg and walked away. She soon returned, carrying an exquisite dark purple dress in her hand, as if she had been prepared in advance.

He walked to the edge of the pool, squatted down beside Lu Weiliang to be level with her, and said in a gentle tone: "Since Guide Lu claims to be my devout follower, I, as a priest, would not stand idly by."

As he spoke, he gently tapped Lu Weiliang's shoulder and softly reminded her, "Director Lu was first frightened, and then fell into the water and got completely soaked. Director Lu is delicate, why don't you come up and change into some clean clothes?"

Shenyu gently placed the clothes by the sink: "I'll wait for you in the living room."

Only when she heard the footsteps fading into the distance did Lu Weiliang dare to open her eyes.

The high priest of the country was indeed magnanimous, and the prime minister was so forgiving that she knew she hadn't misjudged him.

Lu Weiliang leaped out of the pool and caught a glimpse of the purple dress adorned with crystals. She felt it was too valuable to touch and, after a couple of glances, decisively took out her own clothes from her personal space and put them on.

When Lu Weiliang slowly moved into the living room, Shenyu had already changed back into his usual golden robe and was sitting upright on the sofa.

Seeing that she wasn't wearing the dress he had prepared, he showed no surprise whatsoever; instead, he had an expression that said, "I knew it."

"Director Lu, please have a seat and try some of my newly brewed tea."

Lu Weiliang sat down awkwardly, forcing a professional smile: "Thank you."

Shenyu lowered his eyes, silently sipped his tea, and glanced at Lu Weiliang out of the corner of his eye before speaking first: "I received news that the Alpha team sent by the princess has arrived, and all the assassins on the rooftop have been killed. However... the one chasing you inside the building has not yet been caught. He is elusive and skilled at hiding, and my people are still investigating him."

"Why don't you stay a little longer, Director Lu...? After we catch the person, I'll send someone to take you back."

Next door, Ru Shan and Ru Feng were giving that SSS-level assassin a massage.

A series of pitiful cries rang out, as the assassin was beaten black and blue.

The mountain-like fish trap is like a fisherman's bow and arrow; the killer is like a thirsty fish, unable to even lick its tongue in its suicide attempt.

Ru Feng kicked the assassin in the shin. "Brother, when are we sending him over?"

Rushan wiped the blood off the dagger: "Wait for the adults' signal."

Lu Weiliang's mind reacted quickly, and upon hearing that the other party did not intend to chase her away, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He was a little worried about Sha Ling, so he opened his personal terminal and sent her a message, but there was no reply.

Shenyu noticed that she was restless, so he spoke up to comfort her.

"Director Lu, there's no need to worry. I've checked on your three sentries. Apart from Yan Mu, who suffered a minor injury, the other two are fine."

Upon hearing this, Lu Weiliang completely relaxed and smiled gently, "Thank you for informing me, sir."

Shenyu then changed the subject: "Does Director Lu Xiang believe in matchmaking?"

She was momentarily stunned by this perplexing problem, which seemed to be in the middle of nowhere.

"...What does Your Excellency mean?"

Shenyu's fingertips traced the rim of the glass. Suddenly, he looked up at her and said in a low voice, "Do you believe that some people can see their future lover from childhood? Like a predetermined fate, inescapable and unavoidable. Do you believe in this kind of destiny?"

Lu Weiliang believed these mysterious words, of course, because she herself was an outlier who had transmigrated into a book.

No one understands metaphysics better than her.

Even if someone told her now that she was his destined lover, she would believe it.

She nodded firmly: "I believe you."

Shenyu's eyes flashed suddenly, but his tone abruptly changed, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"When Director Lu barged in just now, I wasn't wearing anything at all, and you saw everything. My innocent body is probably not clean anymore."