"Weren’t you supposed to keep an eye on her? Why did you come here to..."
Before he could finish speaking, his hand didn’t even touch Qiao Qingshu.
Under Qiao Qingshu’s cold gaze, the hand that was reaching out to grab her arm stopped abruptly.
"Shit!" Lu Xingzhe scowled and withdrew his hand, "Fine, I won’t touch you, okay?"
"Sister Shu! Uncle Qiao, I’m begging you, can’t you go get some air somewhere else?" Lu Xingzhe softened his tone, pleading with Qiao Qingshu.
Qiao Qingshu ignored him, bowing her head and focusing on her book.
Seeing this, Lu Xingzhe scratched his head in irritation and finally looked at Qiao Qingshu with a darkened face, "Fine! You won’t leave? Then I’ll go."
As he spoke, Lu Xingzhe turned and was about to step away.
Qiao Qingshu saw this and stood up, gathering her book.
Watching Qiao Qingshu follow him, Lu Xingzhe’s eyes widened. He turned back to her, a look of both distress and annoyance on his face, "Seriously, big sister, what do you really want to do?"
Qiao Qingshu: "You go your way, I’ll catch my breath."
After a few seconds of silence, he moved closer to Qiao Qingshu and spoke in a lowered voice, "Do you know something?"
"Know what?" Qiao Qingshu asked coldly in return.
"Don’t play dumb with me, you definitely know something." Lu Xingzhe spoke with conviction and then, gritting his teeth, continued in a low voice, "There might be trouble coming, those people might be targeting me, or they might be targeting her. If she gets into trouble again, won’t you regret it?"
Qiao Qingshu frowned upon hearing this, "What do you mean? What does it have to do with her?"
"Don’t worry about that, just go back and stay with her. You’d better hide. If we really encounter a powerful Ancient martial artist, take her to find Brother Huaijin." Lu Xingzhe thought for a moment, then deliberately made the situation seem more serious.
He probably guessed that those people were targeting him and it had nothing to do with Gu Zhiqi. He said all this just to distract Qiao Qingshu.
"She’s very safe." Qiao Qingshu was somewhat inclined to return, but considering Gu Zhiqi was on the eighth floor surrounded by various mechanisms, she should be out of danger, so she also gave up the thought of going to look for her.
As Lu Xingzhe processed Qiao Qingshu’s words, his expression darkened at first, then suddenly became frivolous, "No way, no way. Have I actually become more important to you than our Brother Qi? I didn’t expect it, you actually care quite a bit..."
Hearing Lu Xingzhe’s suddenly frivolous words, Qiao Qingshu had no reaction.
Suddenly, Qiao Qingshu’s expression tensed, "They’re here!"
"What?" Lu Xingzhe was stunned, and in the next second, more than a dozen figures landed around them.
These people were dressed in uniform black robes with black masks, securely covering their entire bodies, revealing only their eyes.
The robes were long, reaching to the knees, with golden six-winged Angel patterns embroidered on the sleeves and cloak hems, exuding a strong aura of chill and darkness.
One of them pulled out a photo, compared it with Lu Xingzhe and then spoke, "Lu Xingzhe, that’s you."
The voice was thick with electronic distortion, as if a voice changer was being used.
Seeing the Six-winged Angel emblem on the black robe, a sinister look flickered in Lu Xingzhe’s eyes as he curled his lips coldly, "Dressing so secretly, why, can’t show your face?"
The man holding the photo didn’t respond to Lu Xingzhe’s words, crumpled up the photo, and then slowly spoke to the other figures in black robes, "Remember, we only need the right arm and left leg, dead or alive."
As the voice faded, the dozen black-robed figures moved, all converging on Lu Xingzhe.
Lu Xingzhe’s expression changed drastically upon hearing this, as he began to mobilize his Vital Energy.