Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo

Rongguang Restaurant is located on the street corner of the third intersection to the left of the Great Soul Arena. Several tables are set under the red curved awning. It is a summer evening, and the weather outside is even cooler. Lu Mingfei and his group chose to sit at the table along the street. The ten people sat at two tables pushed together. People came and went on the street, and they could hear the faint cheers and shouts coming from the Great Soul Arena in the distance.

Fashionable young men and women often like to socialize and play in this area. They stroll along the road in groups of three or five, dressed in cool summer clothes, enjoying this bustling and long walk. The warm light from the crystal shop windows casts their shadows in pairs under the shade of the flowers.

Lu Mingfei gazed at the medieval-style street scene before him, lost in thought. Fleeting images flashed before his eyes as he chewed over his past memories. He too had once experienced a scene like this.

It was a summer activity for the literary society. Everyone booked to see a Hollywood blockbuster. He and Chen Wenwen went to the city cinema in advance to scout out the location. The two walked on the streets full of neon lights, looking at the endless stream of cars, and waited for the traffic light at the intersection.

He was holding a Coke in one hand and popcorn in the other, commenting on the sweetness and crispness of the popcorn at that movie theater, and patting his chest to guarantee that he would go there in advance to supervise the work and ensure that the staff would not use inferior ingredients or cut corners.

At that time, Chen Wenwen would give him a smile with a hint of gratitude, and he would feel incredibly happy inside, even more so than if he had eaten ten cream popsicles.

"Brother Lu, the barbecue is all served, time to snap out of it."

"Damn it! Who is it? Life is already so hard, can't I just immerse myself in the past and escape reality for a while?" Lu Mingfei swore he really wanted to curse and be a completely uncivilized person, but since it was Prince William who said it, he was really helpless.

"Oh, okay, Brother Xue." Lu Mingfei scratched his head and turned his gaze back to the dining table.

The iron plate on the table was filled with grilled soul beast meat, grilled fish, and shredded mutton, along with some colorful vegetables and brightly colored seasonings. It looked incredibly appetizing.

This is a treasure shop that Qin Ming discovered, and I'm sharing it with you all today. I have to say, just looking at the color and the smell, Lu Mingfei was pleasantly surprised.

"Brother Lu, what were you thinking about just now?" Xue Qinghe opened his folding fan and fanned himself slightly. In the sweltering summer, this white jade folding fan was even more convenient for him.

"Absolutely not." Lu Mingfei shook his head and glanced at the fan he had given away, now feeling increasingly disgusted the more he looked at it.

Fortunately, it was just a paper fan. They didn't have enough money to buy the full jade fan. Given Xue Qinghe's usage frequency, it would definitely be ruined in another month or two.

congratulations!

Xue Qinghe smiled and shook his head. He had previously thought of finding a breakthrough in Lu Mingfei's background from the poem on the paper fan, but so much time had passed and the poem had not been heard from anywhere else.

There is only one possibility now: Lu Mingfei comes from a reclusive family with a well-established lineage and was thrown out to gain experience. He may have heard this poem, or he may have created it himself. In any case, his origins are definitely not simple.

Lu Mingfei's absent-minded expression just now must mean he was reminiscing about someone, right?

"Everyone, let's dig in! Don't be shy," Xue Qinghe called out. At the table, only Lu Mingfei and Tian Heng were present. Dugu Yan treated him with normalcy, but the others, including Qin Ming, were inevitably a little hesitant.

After all, this is the future Emperor of Heaven Dou, while they are merely mid-level nobles of Heaven Dou. As for Qin Ming, he is even less important; a Soul King teacher is nothing in front of the Crown Prince of the Empire.

"His Highness is right, let's eat." Qin Ming chimed in. If they continued to be so reserved, wouldn't they be forcing the Crown Prince to leave?

Lu Mingfei seemed a bit resigned to himself tonight and took the lead in eating the barbecue. With him setting the example, everyone finally started eating, and they all looked at Lu Mingfei with a hint of admiration.

Although there had been rumors that Lu Mingfei and the Crown Prince had a good relationship, they all believed that it was because of Lu Mingfei's strength and the Crown Prince's respect for talent.

But look at how they are now, it's not just good, they're like brothers, they have a very close personal relationship, they are truly a role model for us!

Ultimately, apart from Qin Ming, everyone else is the same age. Lu Mingfei's physical body is 7 years old, but his actual age is 18, making him the oldest and strongest among the young people here, and he can completely hold his own.

Seeing how approachable Crown Prince Xue Qinghe was, everyone gradually became more lively and less reserved. The opportunity to dine at the same table with the Crown Prince and build a relationship was not something everyone had.

The group of young people started putting their arms around each other's shoulders, sitting or standing, relaxing their postures, and even taking turns toasting Prince Xue Qinghe.

Of course, Xue Qinghe only took a few sips. Although he was unpretentious, he was still the Crown Prince. If he were to get drunk on the street, he would be impeached in court the next day.

A glass of red liquid was also poured in front of Lu Mingfei. He was an adult, and no one here would care if he drank alcohol.

Back when I lived at my uncle's house, my uncle and aunt would always buy a bottle of high-end red wine in a wooden box and would drink a glass of it every night before bed. They claimed it was a habit of European nobles, and that it could soften blood vessels and help with sleep.

In Lu Mingfei's stereotype, drinking red wine is more about a certain style. Drinking a glass of red wine by a tall floor-to-ceiling window probably symbolizes his evolution from a loser to a successful person.

With a melancholy heart, Lu Mingfei raised his glass. The bright red liquid entered his mouth, followed by a sour taste that shot straight to the top of his head, causing his facial features to contort in pain.

"It's so sour!" Although he knew that some cheap red wines were unpleasant to drink, sour and astringent, it shouldn't be this sour, right? How much Sprite would he have to mix with it to make it palatable?

"Do you like drinking grape juice that much?" Ye Lingling asked casually, pouring Lu Mingfei another glass.

"Damn it!" Lu Mingfei felt a surge of amusement and exasperation; he was being treated like a child.

"Fine, grape juice it is then." This pretty young woman kindly served him tea and water; was he going to accuse her of being nosy?

With a sigh, Lu Mingfei, filled with grief and indignation, turned his attention to the barbecue on the table. He had to admit, this barbecue was absolutely amazing. His mouth watered, and he couldn't help but give it a thumbs up repeatedly!

After a whirlwind of eating, with everyone devouring their food without a care in the world, the group felt that their relationships had become much closer.

Afterwards, the group checked into a hotel, and Qin Ming, Lu Mingfei, and Yu Tianheng went into a top-tier private room.

Xue Qinghe wasn't here to eat, drink, and have fun today; he had something important to discuss with Lu Mingfei.

"Brother Lu, have you ever heard of the Xingluo Dai family?"