Chapter 146 - 91: Photograph of the Century! The Count Arrives

Chapter 146: Chapter 91: Photograph of the Century! The Count Arrives

Then, the smile on Yuan Datong’s face turned warm again. He looked at Lu Yun and chuckled, "I’ve long heard of Advisor Lu’s esteemed reputation. Meeting you today, I see you truly have an extraordinary presence!"

"To have a figure of your stature at the Yun Port City Divine Land Martial Arts Demonstration is truly a blessing for our city."

"A person as virtuous and highly respected as yourself, Advisor Lu, ought to step up and do more for Yun Port City."

"That reminds me, the current Military Governor of Yun Port City is nearing the end of his term. I wonder if Advisor Lu would be interested in contributing his humble efforts to our great city?"

Everyone nearby was stunned. ’The President’s words... is he inviting Advisor Lu to become the next Military Governor of Yun Port City?’

Lu Yun was amused. ’I hadn’t even said a word, and the President had already brought it up himself.’

On account of the offer, he slowly rose to his feet and extended his left hand. A rare, gentle smile touched his lips as he said, "Since His Excellency the President has made the offer, I suppose I have no choice but to reluctantly accept."

Seeing that Lu Yun had absolutely no intention of refusing, the smile on Yuan Datong’s face froze for a moment.

However, it was quickly replaced by an even more brilliant smile.

’Isn’t this the whole reason I said it in public? I wanted the reporters to see it and spread the news everywhere.’

’This way, that fellow Zhang Cheng’an is sure to target the Lu Family. And when that happens, no matter who wins, my Yuan Family will be the one to profit!’

At this thought, Yuan Datong quickly extended his own left hand to grasp Lu Yun’s. "Advisor Lu, you are truly a man of great principle. On behalf of the people of Yun Port City, I thank you."

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Another barrage of camera flashes erupted.

Just then, a booming voice echoed from the hall’s entrance: "Announcing the representative of the Empress of Great Britain, His Lordship, Count Thorne!"

In an instant, all eyes were drawn to the entrance.

Yuan Datong released his hand without a moment’s hesitation and turned to walk toward the entrance.

Lu Yun remained where he stood, watching the man’s hastily retreating figure. The smile slowly vanished from his face.

’Count Thorne...’

He turned his head, his gaze cutting through the crowd to land on the figure that had just entered the hall.

Then, Lu Yun’s pupils contracted slightly.

’It really is him! Blond hair, blue eyes, a sharp black tailcoat, and that reserved smile peculiar to Western aristocrats.’

’The very same strange foreigner he had encountered that night in Nanfu City. The man whose three drops of black water had eaten three bloody holes into his flesh, whose bizarre soul attack had nearly overwhelmed his consciousness.’

’He’d been forced to make a pathetic escape in the end, fleeing frantically all the way out of Nanfu City. Lu Yun remembered that humiliation with perfect clarity.’

The banquet finally came to an end. Guests departed in small groups, boarding their cars and disappearing into the night.

Lu Yun stood on the steps outside the mansion, gazing out at the dwindling city lights. He suddenly spoke. "Li Zhen."

Li Zhen had been about to usher him into the car. Hearing his name, he hurried over. "Elder Lu, you called?"

"I have a small matter to attend to. You should head back without me."

Li Zhen was taken aback. "Huh? At this hour... what could you possibly have to do?"

Lu Yun was silent for a moment before saying darkly, "It’s nothing. A little bug bit me a while back. I’m going to see if it’s still around."

"In that case, please be careful, Elder Lu."

Li Zhen didn’t dare ask any more questions. He just offered that quick word of caution, then turned, ducked into his car, and sped off into the night.

’Why in the world would anyone let revenge wait until morning? As long as that bizarre foreigner was alive, Lu Yun wouldn’t be able to sleep a wink.’