415: Agent Qingjie was shocked, and Lu Xiaoying picked her up at the airport!

Chapter 407: Agent Sister Qing’s Shock, Lu Xiaoying Picks Up at the Airport!

The Capital of Dragon Country, Northern Suburbs.

A super aviation hub, spanning over a million square meters, lay like a sleeping steel behemoth on the vast plains.

Viewed from ten thousand meters in the sky, its overall shape was not a traditional square layout, but a huge, futuristic disc-shaped structure.

The streamlined, silvery-white dome reflected a cold light under the sun.

Countless runways and taxiways radiated outwards from its center, like intricate circuit networks.

Occasionally, planes took off and landed like silver shuttles, appearing like small aircraft circling a mothership against the backdrop of this colossal structure.

This magnificent creation, beyond conventional imagination, did not seem to be a mundane human artifact.

Instead, it resembled an alien UFO that had coincidentally landed on Earth, possessing a silent yet awe-inspiring sci-fi quality.

Outside the first-class exclusive passage of the airport, it was quiet and private, in contrast to the hustle and bustle of the ordinary waiting area.

Two young women, dressed discreetly yet unable to conceal their charm, stood there, their gazes occasionally directed towards the entrance of the passage, clearly waiting for someone.

One of the girls wore a loose cartoon-print T-shirt paired with light blue denim shorts.

Most striking were her long, bare legs, with well-proportioned lines, skin like congealed fat, and as white as fine mutton-fat jade.

Pink sneakers with pure white short socks completed her look, exuding youthful vitality and playfulness.

Despite wearing a mask and black sunglasses, which obscured most of her face, her lively demeanor and attractive figure still drew the secret glances of passing travelers.

The other woman beside her had a completely different style. She wore a well-tailored, trendy champagne-colored dress that perfectly accentuated her figure.

She wore limited-edition white sneakers, and a diamond bracelet, inadvertently exposed on her wrist, sparkled faintly under the lights.

The woman held two exquisite handbags, clearly expensive, and carried herself with composure, possessing a natural Aura.

She seemed like a star always ready to step onto the red carpet, drawing people’s gaze to her as if she were the true protagonist of the place.

The two stood there quietly, not conversing, yet forming a unique sight.

This prompted passersby to secretly wonder what kind of person was worth such patient waiting from these two outstanding women.

The slightly stagnant air outside the passage was broken by the girl in the cartoon T-shirt.

She turned her head slightly, leaned closer to the fashionable woman called “Sister Qing,” and whispered in a low voice, with a hint of petulant urgency.

“Sister Qing, did you tell the company about my leave request? Did you actually say it?

I really… really don’t have time for tomorrow’s filming schedule!”

The T-shirt girl didn’t wait for Sister Qing’s reply, her tone becoming serious as she emphasized, “I’m not joking this time! My Old Master Lu, he finally came to The Capital, and I must, must accompany him.

I’ve already planned to take him to eat the most authentic roast duck and visit the Old Palace properly!”

As she spoke of her excitement, she almost bounced on the spot.

Although the mask and sunglasses completely covered the T-shirt girl’s expression,

her light and joyful tone, and her body slightly swaying with excitement, already betrayed her inner ecstasy.

“Oh yeah! Just thinking about Old Master Lu coming makes me so happy…!”

Her unrestrained, childlike joy made her appear even more genuine and adorable.

The agent, known as Sister Qing, was clearly accustomed to the T-shirt girl’s impulsive and whimsical nature.

She sighed helplessly, her voice even lower, and reminded her with a professional seriousness.

“My little ancestor, Sister Xiaoying, do you think I didn’t say anything?

But you also know that during the last meeting, President Zhao personally emphasized that this new drama must accelerate its progress and be completed and launched within two months.”

Sister Qing paused, her tone growing heavier, revealing the seriousness of the matter: “This is not an ordinary project; it’s Minghuang Group’s first film and television investment!

How many eyes in the industry are watching? From top to bottom, who dares to be negligent?”

Seeing Xiaoying still swaying indifferently, she had no choice but to voice her most realistic concern: “My dear Sister Xiaoying, this is not a game.

What if… I mean, what if we really upset Minghuang? Not only will the company be in deep trouble,

but the female lead role you worked so hard to get will probably be immediately recast!”

However, these earnest words, carrying a warning,

at this moment, had no effect on Xiaoying, who was completely immersed in the joy of seeing her Old Master Lu soon, a joy that was almost overflowing.

The Old Master Lu who had doted on her since childhood, told her ancient stories, and patiently corrected every subtle mistake in her boxing forms.

He was the man she respected and adored most in her Life Qi.

This respect even transcended Bloodline, becoming an almost sacred existence.

Not only was she like this, but even her father, Old Dog Lu Yulong, who was already a renowned National Art Great Master,

would show an undisguised adoration and reverence from the depths of his Soul when mentioning Old Master Lu.

The identity of this vibrant T-shirt girl in the cartoon T-shirt was already evident—

She was the third-generation direct descendant of the Lu family, Old Dog Lu Yulong’s biological daughter—Lu Xuan’s direct granddaughter in this Physical Body!

A passenger plane, which had taken off from the distant Yingnan City in the south, finally arrived smoothly over The Capital after several hours of flight and began its slow descent.

Inside the first-class cabin, the environment was quiet and comfortable.

Lu Xuan sat alone in a corner, his posture as straight as a pine tree, his Aura well-rounded and restrained, appearing out of place amidst the luxurious cabin environment.

The folding table in front of him was clean and tidy; throughout the entire flight, he had not eaten, nor had he even requested a glass of water.

This was not a deliberate ascetic practice, but a natural state for a Great Grandmaster of the Embracing Elixir Realm.

Those who entered this realm had already begun to transform their Life Qi form, surpassing the physiological limits of ordinary humans.

The martial Dao True Intent within his body illuminated the Void Realm, and the Elixir Qi flowed endlessly, like the rotation of the sun and moon, constantly nourishing and refining his internal organs and limbs.

External food and drink were no longer essential for Lu Xuan.

He could maintain his Physical Body in its Peak state for a month without hunger or thirst, with a complete spirit and ample Qi, solely relying on his own perfectly circulating energy.

Lu Xuan slightly closed his eyes, as if resting or sensing the Aura of the vast city beneath him.

Behind the curtain connecting the first-class and economy cabins, several beautiful flight attendants were quietly observing Lu Xuan, who sat alone, exchanging puzzled glances in hushed tones.

Their seemingly subtle conversations, however, reached Lu Xuan’s ears clearly, word for word, as if they were whispering right beside him, even though they were more than ten meters away.

“That Old Master Lu is really strange. He didn’t eat anything or even drink a sip of water for such a long flight… Xiao Li, do you think we should report it to the chief purser?” A voice carried a hint of worry.

“Should… shouldn’t be necessary?” The flight attendant called Xiao Li sounded hesitant. “Maybe Old Master Lu is just old and has a poor appetite, or simply doesn’t want to eat?”

“Hmm, alright. We’ll just keep an eye on him then. But this Old Master Lu has a very special Aura.

Even though he refused all service, he doesn’t make one feel annoyed at all.” The previous voice added.

“Alright, you two, stop worrying unnecessarily.” A more steady and capable voice interjected, ending the small discussion.

“The plane has landed safely. Old Master Lu seems perfectly normal, and his demeanor is composed. Don’t just stand there, hurry and prepare to guide passengers off the plane.”

As the steady flight attendant left, the whispers behind the curtain quietly ceased.

Lu Xuan remained seated, completely unconcerned by the subtle ripples his presence had caused, as if everything was as it should be.

Subsequently, Lu Xuan slowly picked up the simply designed smartphone in front of him, lightly swiped his finger, and dialed a pre-saved number.

Outside the first-class passage, Lu Xiaoying, who was slightly pouting due to Sister Qing’s warning, suddenly felt a familiar vibration in her denim shorts pocket.

She instantly perked up as if infused with vitality, quickly pulling out her phone.

Seeing the flashing contact name on the screen, the last trace of unhappiness on Lu Xiaoying’s face vanished instantly, replaced by uncontrollable ecstasy.

The moment the call connected, a strong, clear voice filled with affection came through.

“Hello, Xiaoying, Old Master Lu has arrived.”

This simple sentence, however, sounded like the most beautiful music in the world to Lu Xiaoying.

She no longer cared about her celebrity image or the glances of passersby; she immediately jumped up with joy, letting out a short, cheerful gasp.

“Great!”

This jump drew the attention of several surrounding travelers, but Lu Xiaoying paid no mind, eagerly shouting into the phone: “Old Master Lu! We’re waiting for you at the passage entrance! Come out quickly!”

Her joyful figure, her undisguised dependence and happiness, made Sister Qing, her agent, who had originally wanted to give her a few more reminders to maintain her image, helplessly shake her head.

Before long, that unique figure appeared at the end of the air bridge.

Lu Xuan was still wearing his impeccably tailored black Zhongshan suit, the fabric stiff and devoid of any fashion elements, only possessing the ancient simplicity and solemnity refined by years.

In this modern, brightly lit, and spacious air bridge,

he formed a strong sense of temporal displacement with the surrounding smooth metal panels and electronic screens displaying flight information, appearing so out of place.

Lu Xuan still walked with a composed gait, each step as precise as if measured, exuding a calm demeanor that commanded respect without anger.

That was not a deliberately created Aura, but an authority naturally emanating from someone who had long held a high position and controlled power.

It made him look less like a passenger who had just finished a trip and more like an ancient, inviolable being who had stepped out of a historical painting.

Some first-class passengers who brushed past him unconsciously slowed their steps, their gazes firmly drawn to Lu Xuan, with a mix of scrutiny and curiosity.

Several flight attendants and cabin crew members on duty couldn’t help but glance at him multiple times, their eyes flashing with admiration and puzzlement.

This Old Master Lu’s Aura was too unique, so unique… almost unreal.

He walked through the bustling crowd, yet seemed to exist independently of everyone else, a world unto himself.

Lu Xuan’s gaze had already pierced through the bustling crowd, precisely landing on his granddaughter who was eagerly looking forward to his arrival outside the passage.

He didn’t even need to consciously search; the subtle Bloodline connection and his perception, far exceeding that of ordinary people, had already informed him of Lu Xiaoying’s exact location.

“Old Master Lu!”

Lu Xiaoying’s sight finally caught that familiar and reassuring figure, getting closer and closer.

She could no longer hold back, and like a cheerful little bird, she let out a soft cry and eagerly ran towards him.

Completely disregarding her agent, Sister Qing’s, reminding glances from behind, trying to maintain her image.

Watching Lu Xiaoying approach joyfully, a gentle smile slowly appeared on Lu Xuan’s calm face.

Lu Xiaoying excitedly rushed forward, but she didn’t impulsively bump into him like she used to when she was little.

She tried her best to control her inner ecstasy, her movements becoming exceptionally gentle, and she extended her hands.

She carefully took Lu Xuan’s right arm, as if holding a rare treasure.

“Old Master Lu, was the flight tiring?”

Lu Xiaoying’s voice was full of concern as she held Lu Xuan’s arm, carefully reminding him, “Xiaoying will help you; the ground is slippery, so walk slowly…”

She looked up at Old Master Lu’s face, which was etched with the ravages of time but still looked energetic.

She suddenly realized that this Old Master Lu, who was like a towering pillar in her heart, was actually over ninety years old.

This realization instantly transformed Lu Xiaoying’s excitement into delicate care.

She wanted to be close, yet she also feared that any slightly larger movement from herself might disturb or even harm her elderly Old Master Lu.

Lu Xiaoying carefully held Lu Xuan’s arm, chattering away like a happy little bird.

But soon, as if she had suddenly discovered something, her steps paused slightly, and she let out a puzzled “Huh.”

“That’s not right, Old Master Lu,” she turned her head, her clear eyes full of confusion and a hint of slight dissatisfaction.

“Did you come to The Capital alone? Sister Wen, Brother Ming, Brother Qing, Brother Hai… why didn’t any of them come with you?”

Lu Xiaoying counted the names of her cousins, getting angrier the more she spoke.

Thinking that Old Master Lu was already old, and those brothers and sisters, especially her own father, Old Dog Lu Yulong, were so “careless” as to let him travel alone, she couldn’t help but become furious.

Even with a mask, one could imagine Lu Xiaoying’s little face must have been puffed up with anger at this moment.

“How awful! And Father too, really!” She couldn’t help but complain.

“Old Master Lu, at your age, they could actually be so at ease letting you travel alone. It’s infuriating!”

In Lu Xiaoying’s previous conversation with her father, Old Dog Lu Yulong, he had merely casually used the reason “to see an old friend.”

Meanwhile, Sister Qing, who had been standing by, had experienced a storm of emotions from the moment Lu Xuan appeared.

It was an indescribable feeling.

She had been in this industry for many years, witnessing many true superiors.

Wealthy magnates, powerful figures—they were either dignified or noble.

But the feeling this Old Master Lu in the black Zhongshan suit gave her was completely different.

It was not an intentionally displayed power, but a natural authority stemming from the very essence of Life Qi.

It was as if his presence itself was the Incarnation of order and strength, instinctively inspiring reverence from the bottom of one’s heart.

“What a majestic Aura…” Sister Qing marveled silently in her heart.

She had long known that Lu Xiaoying came from an extraordinary family, a genuine wealthy and beautiful young woman.

But it wasn’t until she saw Lu Xuan with her own eyes that she suddenly realized her previous imagination had been too limited and superficial.

This kind of Aura, capable of suppressing a region of heaven and earth, could never exist in an ordinary wealthy Old Master Lu.

The Lu family’s foundation was probably unfathomably deep.

Collecting all her thoughts, Sister Qing immediately stepped forward, adopting a very humble posture.

She, who usually navigated various social situations with ease and grace, now felt inexplicably constrained, and even her speech carried an unconscious reverence.

“Old Master Lu, hello, I am Xiaoying’s agent, and also responsible for her daily Life Qi. You can just call me Xiao Qing.”

As she spoke, she even unconsciously bowed slightly, performing a solemn greeting to show her heartfelt respect.

Lu Xuan looked at her with a gentle gaze, a faint smile on his face, neither arrogant due to her respect nor dismissive due to her identity.

He extended his hand and gently shook hers, his demeanor composed and warm.

“You’ve worked hard.”