"Hey, hey, hey, City Lord, I didn’t come back to see this kind of scene, did I?"
Su Luo questioned the City Lord, now feeling confident after returning from the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
"Yes, yes," the City Lord immediately gave a stern look to the people below.
Out of respect for the City Lord, the crowd below began cheering Su Luo's name again with great enthusiasm.
Only then did Su Luo feel satisfied.
"That's more like it."
Tch.
"Who was it? Who just scoffed? Was it you?" Su Luo pointed randomly.
"No, no, you must have misheard," the person quickly denied.
"Then it was you!"
"No, no!"
The City Lord quickly intervened, "Su Luo, you must have misheard. Nothing like that happened."
"No, I must get to the bottom of this. You all used to not dare look down on me, but now you do."
They always looked down on you; you just didn’t know it before.
"Fine, fine, who dares to come up here and say it to my face?"
However, no one responded to Su Luo.
"Hmph, since you all look down on me, I won’t bother with this stupid sharing session anymore. Whoever wants to share can go ahead."
Su Luo really left, completely disregarding the prearranged schedule.
Li Siyi was dumbfounded. "Don’t you usually write in your diary before doing something like this? Why so sudden this time, with no preparation at all?"
Actually, it wasn’t Su Luo’s fault. He simply felt there was nothing worth writing about this time. After keeping a diary for so long, he had started to slack off.
He only wrote about things that weren’t important when he felt like it.
Besides, Su Luo had only planned to leave after the sharing session.
Because, truthfully, Su Luo had no real experience worth sharing.
What kind of advice was it to bring your family’s treasures with you and consume unused elixirs?
Who wouldn’t be angry hearing that? If I had treasures and elixirs at home, why would I come to listen to you? Why don’t you just give them to me?
Some people started cursing outright.
Just as Su Luo was about to lose his temper, Lin Xuan stopped him.
Those people only dared to speak like that because Lin Xuan was present. Back in the day, Lin Xuan had beaten up over a dozen of Autumn Wind City’s most promising young talents for someone’s sake.
With him around, there was no way he’d let Su Luo cause trouble.
They really knew how to read people.
Su Luo was fuming but could do nothing about it, so he simply left.
Leaving now or after the sharing session was the same anyway.
So Su Luo decided not to stick around. This was just a minor incident and wouldn’t affect the later plot.
Little Yu was stunned for a moment, then handed her notes to the City Lord.
"I’m sorry, these are my experience notes. Please share them on my behalf."
Unlike Lin Xuan and Li Siyi, who had prepared lengthy speeches, Little Yu wasn’t skilled in such matters.
When she first wrote her notes, they were very abstract, something normal people couldn’t understand.
So Su Luo had polished them a bit, making them slightly easier to comprehend, which resulted in these notes.
After handing over her notes, Little Yu quickly followed Su Luo.
Li Siyi could only watch as the two of them left. She couldn’t follow Su Luo like that; her family was still in Autumn Wind City, and she had her reservations.
The City Lord didn’t mind. He had never held high hopes for Su Luo anyway. Although it was a pity that the Sect Master’s disciple had left, the notes would suffice.
So even with Su Luo gone, the sharing session could still proceed, and perhaps it would go even more smoothly.
......
Su Luo didn’t head home immediately in Autumn Wind City, choosing to wander around instead.
Little Yu quietly followed behind him.
"Little Yu, what do you think of this place?"
"It’s nice."
Little Yu’s past had been tough, but she felt incredibly fortunate to have met Su Luo here.
"I think it’s nice too."
Su Luo also began reminiscing about the countless times he had relived these moments. Everything had started here.
However, this time, it was the last time he would return to Autumn Wind City.
After wandering for a while,
"Let’s go home."
"Okay."
As soon as they arrived home, Su Chengkong was already waiting with a big smile.
He had been waiting for Su Luo and the others at the sharing session, but when he heard that his son had left, it didn’t bother him much. However, when he learned that the Sect Master’s disciple had also left—and with Su Luo—he couldn’t help but laugh.
He had received reports before that Su Luo was on good terms with the Sect Master’s disciple, but he hadn’t believed it. Now it was clear.
Having a good relationship with the Sect Master’s disciple meant that if Su Luo ever got into trouble, there would be someone powerful to back him up.
"You must be Little Yu. Come in, sit down. Quick, quick, we’ve already prepared some good dishes."
Su Chengkong warmly invited her, completely ignoring Su Luo.
"Father, could you at least acknowledge me?"
"What’s there to see about you? You’re at home, so go entertain yourself. Little Yu is a guest, and we must treat her well."
With that, he ushered Little Yu into the dining room, where a feast was already laid out.
"Come, come, you must be hungry. It’s not the finest cuisine, but it’s the best we can offer. I hope you don’t mind."
"Not at all, I like it very much."
Su Chengkong’s enthusiasm made Little Yu feel a bit embarrassed.
"Let me toast you with tea," Su Chengkong said, taking a sip first, then continued.
"Little Yu, it’s all thanks to you looking after Su Luo in the sect. Otherwise, he might not have returned safely."
Little Yu quickly explained, "No, it’s Su Luo who has been taking care of me more."
"Don’t be modest. I know my son well. Anyway, I hope you’ll continue to put up with him. If he’s ever rude, I’ll apologize on his behalf."
After saying this, Su Chengkong drank another cup as a gesture of respect.
"Father, stop it. You’re making Little Yu uncomfortable."
Indeed, Su Chengkong’s enthusiasm was making Little Yu unsure of how to respond.
"Right, right, let’s eat. No more talking."
However, Su Chengkong’s gaze made it even harder for Little Yu to handle.
Especially when she subtly moved her chair closer to Su Luo, his eyes lit up even more.
Su Luo couldn’t take it anymore. "Can you act normal?"
"Ahem," Su Chengkong straightened up, "Alright."
But the smile on his face betrayed him.
The meal was a joyful one, mainly because Su Chengkong was so pleased.
After dinner, Su Chengkong pulled Su Luo aside.
"Not bad, kid. You’ve managed to get close to the Sect Master’s disciple."
"Father, don’t underestimate me. I didn’t ‘get close’ to Little Yu intentionally."
"It’s not that I underestimate you. Have you ever done anything to make me proud?"
"...No."
"But this time, you’ve done it. Treating the Sect Master’s disciple well—I’m proud of you."
Then he kicked Su Luo back, telling him to show Little Yu around the house.
Little Yu was quite interested in seeing where Su Luo had grown up.
If only Su Chengkong hadn’t tagged along.
Su Chengkong casually strolled around.
"It’s normal to take a walk after a meal in my own home, right? I’m not specifically following you. Just wandering around.
You do your thing, I’ll do mine.
Nothing strange about that."
From a distance, Su Chengkong watched Su Luo and Little Yu chatting and laughing, and he couldn’t help but smile.
This kid has finally made some decent friends.
Thinking back, all his previous friends were nothing but troublemakers.
But Su Chengkong had never interfered. He raised Su Luo with a hands-off approach.
If any problems arose, he would handle them.

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