Spare Me, Great Lord!

Chapter 1113: Have All The Food To Himself

Wen Zaifou? Lu Shu was very puzzled. He did not expect to hear this name on Earth.

Motegi Toshimitsu said that he was very strong. This was true. There were few people who were stronger than Wen Zaifou, even in the Luniverse.

From the looks of things, had a conflict between Wen Zaifou and the Collection of Gods broken out?

Lu Shu had met Wen Zaifou for the first time on King Lu Mountain. Back then, he felt that this Lord of Heaven was not very decent. Although the ceremonial dress he wore seemed very majestic, Lu Shu did not feel that he was like a Lord of Heaven.

Or, he might not even have wanted to become a Lord of Heaven.

Later on, Lu Shu saw Wen Zaifou’s memorial in the library. If that could even be called a memorial...

But they had never interacted with each other. Even if Wen Zaifou had winked at Lu Shu during the Sword Hut ceremony, Lu Shu felt that they would not have any future interactions.

But now, he had come to Earth as well!

When did he come? Where did he enter from?

Lu Shu had been thinking of a problem. He predicted that the places where the space pathway could open had been opened up by experts in the past. There was one in Longmen Mountain, one in North Europe, one in North America, and one at the Changbai Mountains. Thus, these four pathways should correspond to four experts. All of them had freed themselves from the master realm.

Although Lu Shu was not willing to chat and drink alcohol with Wen Zaifou, their relationship was not bad.

But now, he could not relax. Lu Shu felt that there was something behind every strange occurrence.

In the past, he had thought of another problem. Many slave owners had come from the Luniverse to control Practitioners and force the mark of a slave on them.

There was definitely someone controlling the entire situation. If not, they would be fighting for themselves, right?

But now, Wen Zaifou had suddenly appeared. Which space pathway had he come from? North America? With those slave owners?

Was Wen Zaifou the mastermind behind this? Lu Shu felt a chill.

But Lu Shu thought about Wen Zaifou’s memorial. He felt that Wen Zaifou would not make slave owners force the mark of a slave on Practitioners.

To Lu Shu, Wen Zaifou was someone who was bored and often asked for trouble, but he would not do something as toxic as this.

But Wen Zaifou’s arrival meant that the interactions between the Luniverse and Earth had increased.

If Wen Zaifou had arrived today, who would come tomorrow? Yu Fuyao, who liked to sleep on Lu Shu’s bed? Qing Kong, the Lord of Heaven who seemed very old?

Lu Shu said, “Where is he? Bring me to him.”

Motegi Toshimitsu led Lu Shu outside. Then, near the fleet of cars, he saw Wen Zaifou standing lazily with his hands behind his back. Beside him were members of the Collection of Gods, who had been beaten up.

These people had been resting when Wen Zaifou asked whether they knew Lu Shu. The members of the Collection of Gods wondered, who are you? Why did you ask such a strange question with such strange clothes? Why should we answer you?

Then, they did not even have the chance to answer him. Everyone was knocked unconscious in an instant.

No one was dead. Wen Zaifou had used just enough strength to knock then unconscious. Wen Zaifou asked Motegi Toshimitsu to report that he would be waiting there.

When Wen Zaifou heard footsteps, he turned around. When he saw Lu Shu, he was pleasantly surprised. “Long time no see. Did you miss me? How are you? Have you been eating well? This is my first time in the land of forefathers. Did you grow up here? How about you bring me around?”

Lu Shu’s expression darkened. He was a dignified Lu Shu. Although he was not very decent, he could still be considered normal. Why had Wen Zaifou become so troublesome?

Hm? Lu Shu suddenly felt that the Wen Zaifou that existed in the memorial was the real Wen Zaifou.

Zhang Weiyu said that in the past, Wen Zaifou was the teacher of the Imperial Dragon Soldiers. He was also the old King of Gods’ most trusted subordinate. Thus, would Wen Zaifou display his true personality in front of the person he trusted most?

But he did not have the right to treat Lu Shu like this...

“Why have you come to the Earth as well?” Lu Shu asked curiously. At least the atmosphere was peaceful. He wanted to explore.

Wen Zaifou casually said, “A lot of people came, so I came to take a look as well.”

Lu Shu was dumbfounded. “That’s all?”

“Yes, that’s all.” Wen Zaifou said, “Is there anything to eat? I want something to eat...”

Lu Shu felt that this was the most down-to-earth Lord of Heaven he had seen before. Had he come in the middle of the night to find something to eat?

But could Lu Shu reject him? He was a master, and a Lord of Heaven, the strongest of the masters.

As the two of them spoke, Motegi Toshimitsu translated what Lu Shu and Wen Zaifou had said to Sakurai Yaeko. Motegi Toshimitsu could go up and accompany Sakurai Yaeko as Motegi Toshimitsu could speak Mandarin...

But at that moment, Wen Zaifou turned and spoke in Japanese. “There’s no need to translate. I can speak your language.”

Lu Shu was puzzled. He looked at Wen Zaifou. When Wen Zaifou saw Lu Shu’s gaze, he boasted, “Aren’t I amazing? Ha ha!”

Lu Shu was speechless.

Sakurai Yaeko understood Lu Shu’s expression. She realized that the situation was not as simple. She asked Motegi Toshimitsu to wake up the staff and prepare a sumptuous meal for Wen Zaifou.

Wen Zaifou looked at Sakurai Yaeko admiring. “How understanding. You’re much stronger than that one from the Sword Hut.”

Lu Shu was silent. He led Wen Zaifou into the Kirihara residence. Sakurai Yaeko followed behind. Lu Shu put his hands behind his back. He tapped his right thumb in morse code. “Be careful. He is a peak Shen Cang Jing who is from the Luniverse.”

Sakurai Yaeko looked at Wen Zaifou, puzzled. This young man was a peak Shen Cang Jing?

Before Lu Shu went to the Collection of Gods, he had undergone a three-day training specially arranged for him by Zhong Yutang. Furthermore, Sakurai Yaeko had interacted with intelligence personnel. Thus, it was not surprising that they understood morse code, although Lu Shu never expected that he would use it one day.

The members of the Collection of Gods quickly bought food and came to the dojo. The stone tables in the courtyard were unusually filled. Wen Zaifou ate a piece of eel. Suddenly, he flared up. “No wonder he often left me alone to go to the land of forefathers. He was here to have all the food to himself!”

Lu Shu did not know whether to laugh or to cry. What did this have to do with anything?

He had thought that after he ate, he might be able to obtain some clues or information when Wen Zaifou came, but now he was even more confused...