Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo

"By the way, did you guys open it and take a look first?" Lu Mingfei glanced at Xue Qinghe and asked cautiously.

Xue Qinghe chuckled but didn't say anything; the answer was obvious.

"Then what's the point of watching?" Lu Mingfei shrugged.

Since Xue Qinghe was able to get his hands on it, there probably wasn't much inside. He planned to wait until he returned to the academy to try soaking it in water and roasting it with fire to see if there were any hidden codes inside.

"Brother Lu seems quite disappointed?" Xue Qinghe smiled, his eyes full of meaning.

Lu Mingfei quickly shook his head, knowing he couldn't reveal his true feelings so easily: "How could that be? What I mean is, I have no interest in letters from my defeated opponents, Brother Xue. You can handle it for me directly."

Not to mention that he and Davis were not really close, he had absolutely no interest in a letter written by a man.

"This is the letter from the Star Luo Kingdom. Aren't you trying to make me make a mistake?" Xue Qinghe shook his head and stepped forward to put the letter directly into Lu Mingfei's hand: "Read it yourself. Maybe you can make a friend like Brother Dai in the future."

After saying that, he turned around and greeted the crowd, "Alright, I've already made a reservation at the barbecue restaurant in advance. It should be just right for us to go now."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" The crowd cheered. With delicious food in front of them, they completely forgot about Lu Mingfei's matter. It was obvious that the matter of the First Prince of Xingluo was troublesome, and it was best for them to ignore it.

Lu Mingfei, who had been abandoned by everyone, shivered violently. Why did Xue Qinghe's last words sound so sour?

Looking at the envelope in his hand, Lu Mingfei sighed, opened it casually, and then caught up with his teammates. He also wanted to see what this Star Luo Crown Prince, who was so slow to catch up with the news, had said.

Upon opening the envelope, a pleasant, fresh scent of ink wafted out. Lu Mingfei unfolded the letter and was surprised to find it filled with golden ink.

Good heavens, could this really be made with ground gold powder? Lu Mingfei clicked his tongue in amazement before finally reading the contents.

"Brother Mingfei, it's been a long time. I hope you've been well..."

This polite opening remark made it clear that the rest of the conversation would be rather dull. Lu Mingfei skimmed through the text as he walked, and it was essentially an invitation to settle things once again at the Soul Master Competition six years from now.

No wonder Xue Qinghe sent him here; it turns out he really didn't mention anything.

"Wait, what the hell is this 'sister-in-law'?" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, and after taking a closer look at the last few paragraphs, he immediately started cursing in his mind.

"What does it matter to me if your sister-in-law is pretty? And you're showing off to me, huh? You perverted bastard, you're messing around with twin sisters, are you? Does being a prince make you so great?"

Lu Mingfei would never admit that he was jealous. What's so special about a future crown prince marrying twin sisters? He could have three palaces and six courtyards, and three thousand beauties in the future.

Feudalism is so harmful! Lu Mingfei was so angry that he lit a fire and burned the letter to ashes. Out of sight, out of mind, he decided to give him a good beating next time he had the chance.

Xue Qinghe saw Lu Mingfei light the fire and nodded in satisfaction. It was ridiculous that Davis, who just randomly appeared, wanted to steal his man.

Doesn't he know how difficult Lu Mingfei is to deal with?

He had originally intended to exploit the other party's vanity to test him further, but Lu Mingfei left without a word, not even glancing at the grand mansion, leaving him with no chance to say anything conciliatory. Could it really be as that old man Ning Fengzhi said?

Can sincerity be exchanged for sincerity?

But... what kind of sincerity can a little kid have?

Lu Mingfei had no idea how much of a child he had become in Xue Qinghe's heart. At this moment, all he wanted to do was eat a few bites of barbecue to comfort his heart, which had been aching all the way.

However, no sooner had one wave subsided than another arose, and the trio in white during the midnight slot once again found a new revival point.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but twitch his lips as he looked at the barbecue restaurant whose signboard had been replaced with the logo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Is this the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School or HG Three Stars? Besides collecting taxes, do they have to get involved in everything?

Originally, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had been virtually invisible for half a year. Lu Mingfei thought it was because he had successfully angered the young lady last time. He finally realized that he and the young lady were not on the same side and was ready to give up on that shameless little beauty scheme.

So this is a plan to cut off their supply lines and launch a saturation attack, right?

"Sect Leader Ning, Your Excellency Bone Douluo, Miss Ning Rongrong, are you all well?" Qin Ming and the others quickly stepped forward and bowed.

"Teacher, Your Majesty Bone Douluo, this is Rongrong, your younger sister."

"Brother Qinghe."

Xue Qinghe also greeted them, his face clearly showing some surprise, indicating that it was all pre-arranged.

"Teacher Qin Ming and Qinghe, you're here too. A few days ago, Uncle Gu and I accompanied Rongrong to the Great Soul Arena for shopping. Rongrong really liked this barbecue restaurant, so I bought several shops nearby to expand it."

Ning Fengzhi looked at the group of children in front of him with admiration and said that even in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the good seedlings that Qin Ming selected were rare talents. However, compared with Lu Mingfei, they were simply incomparable.

Lu Mingfei chuckled awkwardly, inwardly complaining that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was like a ghost that wouldn't leave.

"Lu Mingfei, why didn't you come to my birthday party a few months ago?" Ning Rongrong, dressed in a white floral dress with a warm fox fur draped over her shoulders, crossed her arms and spoke with a disgruntled expression.

"Huh? Oh...right! I remember I asked Brother Xue to bring you a gift." Lu Mingfei scratched his head. Last year, when Ning Rongrong celebrated her birthday, he was still caught up in the gossip, so he used this as an excuse not to join in the fun. He also asked Xue Qinghe to bring the gift casually.

"Tch, what an insincere guy." Ning Rongrong curled her lips. Didn't she know what kind of person Lu Mingfei was?

The poem on the fan he gave Xue Qinghe was praised even by her father. But look at the hairpin he gave her; although it looks expensive, it's clearly just a perfunctory gesture.

"Alright, alright, Rongrong, didn't you insist on coming here to eat? Ling is standing at the door, everyone come in too." Ning Fengzhi clapped his hands.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School truly lived up to its reputation for wealth and power. This small barbecue restaurant was transformed in just a few days. The windows in the lobby were spotless under the lights, and the glass of the chandeliers on the walls reflected the light, casting halos of light on the passersby.

"Perfect timing. I have something I'd like to discuss with Professor Qin Ming, so we adults won't disturb your gathering of young people any longer."

As soon as Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, he, Bone Douluo, and Qin Ming entered a private room inside the store.

As for Ning Rongrong, she naturally stayed behind with Xue Qinghe.

Without these important figures present, everyone felt less reserved, and the atmosphere quickly warmed up, although Lu Mingfei still felt something was off.

It's really uncomfortable that little brat Ning Rongrong's eyes are like knives, constantly stabbing me with her gaze.

"Young Miss, I was wrong. No matter what, I don't deserve to be torn to pieces, do I?" Lu Mingfei begged for mercy.

Inside the room sat Bone Douluo, who was obsessed with his granddaughter. If Lu Mingfei dared to anger Ning Rongrong again, he might get a beating from the title of the continent's number one defender later.