Chapter 123
Late at night, Lor lay in bed, tossing and turning.
The expression on Mu Xiaohu's face when he said those words kept flashing before his eyes, as if a repetitive pantomime was playing in his mind. He didn't know if it was due to psychological factors, but the more he thought about it, the more he discovered many details that he had not noticed at the time.
He clearly realized that Mu Xiaohu said those words not because of the hot-blooded impulse or momentary anger of a young man. Although his decision seemed abrupt to Lor, Lor knew that since Mu Xiaohu said so, he would definitely do it. No matter how much trouble he would encounter later or how much price he would have to pay, he would not regret what he said at this moment.
Because when he said this, he was already prepared to bear the corresponding price.
He even planned not to return to the Landia Empire to attend the First Military Academy he had longed to attend, but to devote the rest of his life to this strange land.
Luo Er couldn't tell why Mu Xiaohu did this - was it sympathy? Pity? A sense of justice? A desire to be a hero? Or was it just to make himself feel at ease?
Perhaps Mu Xiaohu himself could not clearly explain the specific reason why he made this choice, or perhaps it was simply because he wanted to do so, so he honestly followed his heart.
There is no hesitation, no weighing of pros and cons, no consideration of anyone else's opinions, and no questioning of "is it worth doing this?"
Lor thought that he was really stupid and despised his impulsiveness, but he also envied his youthful spirit, simple persistence from the bottom of his heart.
In fact, Luo Er is younger than Mu Xiaohu, but he thinks he is much more mature than Mu Xiaohu. When he looks at him, he often looks at him like an ignorant child. He will not make a decision impulsively like Mu Xiaohu, nor will he ignore the opinions of the people around him, especially Mr. Rong. He will consider the gains and losses clearly when doing everything. In order to stand on the more advantageous side, he knows that he will not hesitate to do something that goes against his principles.
This way of life would undoubtedly be much more tiring than Mu Xiaohu's. When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he would inevitably think over and over again in his mind, feeling disgust and denial about himself. However, this was the way of life he had chosen, and he would not be easily shaken by some unfounded emotions.
It’s just... I’m really envious!
After tossing and turning all night, Luo Er, who had hardly slept, got up early. Although he had been lying down all night, he still felt exhausted, with dark circles under his eyes. After a simple wash, he went downstairs.
He doesn't want to eat yet, he just wants to find a book to read.
Standing on the stairs, Lor paused slightly.
Tangna, who was wearing a headscarf and the uniform of a servant, and another girl of similar age were kneeling on the ground scrubbing the floor. When they saw him coming down, they hurriedly stood up and saluted respectfully. They would not continue to work until he left.
At this moment, there was no trace of the vivid expressions on Tangna's face that she had last night: hatred, disgust, longing, sadness, anger... Her expression and that of the girl next to her were as if copied and pasted. There was only deep submissiveness and silence like two puppets.
Such scenes were not uncommon in the past. In fact, there were many people who provided various services to Lor and his companions in the manor where they lived. They would often run into one or two of them, but perhaps because these people were as quiet and obedient as shadows, they rarely paid attention to them and would inadvertently ignore their existence.
Luo Er glanced at Tang Na, then looked away a little awkwardly and walked into the study. When he closed the door, he looked back and saw the two girls hunched over their thin backs, kneeling down and wiping the already clean floor vigorously, raising their hands from time to time to wipe the sweat from their foreheads, with numb expressions on their faces.
Lor closed the door.
He lowered his eyes slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Born into the noble Dumont family of the Landia Empire, Lor was used to being surrounded by servants since he was a child. Even when he was at his lowest, he was still followed by loyal butlers and guards. But the master-servant relationship in Landia is different from that in Zhongwuxing. In Landia, people become servants of others because they admire the strong, learn knowledge, repay kindness, or make profits, but both parties are equal in personal dignity - servants provide loyalty and service, and masters must give respect and care in addition to material rewards. If the master relies on his status to insult and oppress the servant, then waiving the duty is the lightest punishment, and it is not impossible for the servant to sue the master in court.
On Zhongwu Star, servants were no different from slaves. They had to work hard, receive little pay, and were treated as inferiors. They were also beaten, scolded, and insulted at will. As long as they were not too extreme, or no one died, their masters would only receive some moral condemnation without having to pay any price.
These days, Luo Er has learned a lot about the legal and social status of Zhongwu Star. The more he knows, the more he realizes the many problems hidden under the appearance of Zhongwu Star, which is like a cluster of flowers. There is no doubt that this society, this country, and this planet are in a serious state of illness. They are very sick. On the surface, those tumors seem to be suppressed so that only a little clue can be seen occasionally, but deep down, they are constantly worsening and expanding. But he never said a word about it, nor did he mention it to Mu Xiaohu. Because he knew that if that impulsive guy knew, he would definitely do something to disrupt their current peaceful and harmonious state.
In fact, although Mu Xiaohu didn't fully understand the situation, he was still prepared to get involved in Zhongwu Xingbo's treacherous situation.
This was not a rational decision, but Loer had no position or ability to stop it.
He frowned, thinking about what kind of situation they would face if Mu Xiaohu made public his hostility towards the Landia government, and how he should respond.
As Lor was thinking, he walked to the bookshelf and just took out a book he had liked before, when he suddenly felt something was wrong. He turned around and saw a tall and thin figure walking out from the shadow at the corner of the bookshelf.
Lor's pupils shrank, and he pursed his lips. He suddenly became a little wary, and then his expression eased slightly and he said, "Semilian."
"Good day, young master." Semillian bowed and asked with a smile on his face, "I haven't seen you for two days. How are you?"
"I'm surprised that you would show up again. Before, you said that you wanted to learn about the customs and culture of Zhongwu Star, and then you left and never came back. I thought you were going to leave!" Lor unconsciously exerted force on the hand holding the book, and his tone was still light, as if he didn't care at all about Semillian's departure or appearance.
"How could that be? You are joking, young master." Semillian said with a smile, "You are my master. How could I be far away from where you are?"
"Since you still recognize me as your master, then you must have been ready to report to me when you return this time, right?" Luo Er raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "For example, what is so special about the customs of Zhongwu Star? For example... what did you talk about during your secret meeting with Director Lin?"
"How can a meeting that even you know about be a secret? It's just a daily greeting." Semillian said lightly: "The director is very concerned about whether our alien friends are satisfied with Zhongwu Star's hospitality, so he asked me a few questions. He also enthusiastically took me to visit several scenic spots. I was just thinking of introducing you and your friends to go there for a visit!"
Lor tightened his grip on the book, leaving several wrinkles on the paper cover.
A raging rage was already burning in his heart , and he managed to restrain himself from punching the man opposite him in the face, but his expression had become a little colder.
Although he knew before that Semillian was not very loyal to him, and he had other purposes in encouraging him to board Rong Yuan's spaceship. But in the past, this man at least pretended very well on the surface, and even saved Luo Er's life. He was always very responsive to him and devoted to him. So Luo Er thought he could control this man, or at least have some influence on him.
But at this moment, the frivolous and casual attitude of Semillian clearly told him that this man actually didn't take him seriously at all, and his past behavior was just to fool him. Perhaps, when he thought he had control, this man was secretly laughing at his stupidity ?
Luo Er had a cold face, but he couldn't help showing some youthful spirit after all, and said in a cold tone: "No need! I am not interested in any entertainment, and there is nothing to talk to you. I can't control what you want to do, but you'd better not forget that Mr. Rong's strength is unfathomable. If you have any other plans, you'd better consider whether your life is strong enough!"
Although Semillian had never mentioned it, Lor had been with him day and night before, and he could vaguely sense that for some reason, Semillian's target seemed to be Rong Yuan. To be honest, he thought it was very stupid to target that person, but who knew what terrible things a person could do with his deliberate plan?
Semillian still had an impeccable smile on his face, and he seemed to be indifferent to Lor's mention of Rong Yuan, and he was not surprised at all. He just sighed and said, "Mr. Rong's strength is indeed terrifying, but... when can he come back?"
Luo Er raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Semillian: "Who told you that Mr. Rong left?"
Luo Er and Mu Xiaohu knew that Rong Yuan was not at the manor these two days, but since Alpha did not say it clearly, the servants who served the manor still prepared Rong Yuan's food and other necessary items every day, and the two teenagers kept silent and pretended that Rong Yuan was still there. They did this just because they didn't want the officials of Zhongwu Star to find out the whereabouts of Rong Yuan. Even though they could understand that the natives of Zhongwu Star could not fully trust them, such surveillance was still very annoying.
However, Lor had not expected that when Rong Yuan’s departure was noticed, the first troublemaker to come to him was not an official from the Tulip Country, but Semillian, who was originally their companion.
The sadness and complicated emotions that suddenly surged up in his heart were suppressed by the young man in an instant, but the expression on his face did not change at all, and he did not show any guilt or surprise.
The man in front of him smiled slightly, his narrow eyes drooped, looking at him, like a venomous snake ready to attack. His eyelashes were very long, hanging down like a small brush, covering the look in his eyes. Although he was a predator, he exuded a melancholy and lonely temperament.
The air seemed to freeze in an instant.
Lor was keeping track of the time, counting the seconds to calculate when he could turn around and leave so as not to appear guilty. He suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that there seemed to be two or three tall men in black wearing hats standing in the shadow of the bookshelf. They lowered their heads slightly, as if trying to deliberately cover their faces. They were so silent that they didn't even make the sound of breathing, and they seemed to be holding some weapons in their hands.
A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on Lor's back. He thought about how he came to the study alone, without informing Mu Xiaohu and Alpha. He also thought about how he had two small items with him for self-defense, but they would not be of any use to him when Semillian, who knew him inside out, was prepared. Then he thought about what Semillian had just said - "Please go for a trip with your friends, young master..."
The flood of thoughts made the young man unable to control his expression. Although he tried his best to restrain himself from showing drastic changes in expression, his instantly pale face and the fine beads of sweat on his forehead still exposed the truth.
Semillian leaned over slightly, approached him, and whispered, "So, Mr. Rong is really not here, right?"
Lor almost jumped up like a cat with its fur standing on end. He took a step back like lightning and reached out to press the pager, but Semillian had already grabbed his arm firmly and pressed his communication bracelet at the same time.
"you……"
Lor was horrified as he watched Semillian stabbing him with a shining needle in his hand, while the men in black surrounded him.
The boy was so stunned that he couldn't even think of calling for help. As the needle was about to pierce his arm, his pupils kept dilating and he even felt like he was going into shock and suffocating.
Suddenly, someone grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back.
A man stood in front of .
