254: Chapter 254 Captain Lu, a true man!

Once this question was asked, Zhao Zhenlei and the others, who were still clinking glasses, instantly went quiet. They pricked up their ears, their burning gazes fixed on Lu Xingye.

This was the biggest piece of gossip and intel of the night!

"..."

Upon hearing the name "Jiang You," the hand Lu Xingye was using to swirl his red wine glass froze abruptly.

In the eye not covered by his bangs, a flash of extremely complex emotion flickered instantly.

There was anger, heartache, and reminiscence, but more than anything, it was the ultimate heartbreak of someone who felt betrayed by the entire world!

"Crack, crack..."

Lu Xingye's fingers gripping the wine glass turned white from excessive force, his knuckles emitting faint cracking sounds.

His expression darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the surrounding air had frozen into frost at that very moment.

"Captain Lu?" Seeing Lu Xingye like this, the crowd couldn't help but have their appetites whetted. "Are... are you alright?"

Amidst the shocked gazes of the top prodigies.

Lu Xingye slowly tilted his head back, gazing at the dazzling, eye-piercing crystal chandelier above at a forty-five-degree angle.

He pressed his lips tightly together, as if struggling to suppress the sorrowful beast within his heart that was on the verge of losing control.

Immediately after.

A crystal-clear tear, brimming with endless vicissitudes and heartbreak, slid perfectly from the corner of Lu Xingye's eye, silently dripping into the bright red wine, creating a barely perceptible ripple.

He actually shed a tear?

This cold-blooded swordsman who was just full of talk about "severing karma" and "destroying the world" actually... wept in public?

How great must the grievance be?

What kind of irreconcilable feud, like the murder of a father or the destruction of a clan, could make a steel-straight man who bleeds but doesn't cry shed tears in front of everyone?

"No... no need to say anything."

Lu Xingye wiped the tear from the corner of his eye with the cuff of his trench coat, doing so with a gesture that was both casual and heartbreakingly beautiful.

He withdrew his gaze from the crystal chandelier and replaced it with a dull expression, as if he had seen through the mortal world and no longer had any attachment to it.

He gently swirled the red wine in his glass and, in a voice raspy to the extreme, whispered:

"Actually... it's nothing major."

"This seat has long been accustomed to the betrayals of this world..."

"He just..."

"Stole away the only love of my life."

"Hiss!!!"

Once these words were spoken, a terrifying, uniform sound of people gasping in shock erupted throughout the small circle of prestigious school captains!

It was as if the oxygen in this area in the center of the hall had been sucked dry by these prodigies in that instant!

The hatred of having one's wife stolen?!

Brothers turning against each other?!

A good brother actually snatched away his love, stealing the woman his sworn brother loved most?!

The Brain of every captain present began to frantically fill in the blanks at this moment!

An ultimate, melodramatic, eight o'clock soap opera featuring "wealthy family feuds," "scumbag betrayal," "brothers fighting," and "pure-love warrior falling to the ground" instantly auto-completed and played wildly in everyone's minds!

"What a beast!"

"Simply conscience-less!"

"I mistakenly thought he was a hidden expert before; I didn't expect him to be a peerless scumbag who would betray his brother for the sake of beauty!"

A group of hot-blooded martial arts prodigies, bursting with a sense of justice, looked at Lu Xingye with eyes full of deep sympathy and admiration!

What kind of magnanimity must one have to remain restrained and not draw their sword on the spot when facing the enemy who stole their wife?

Captain Lu, truly a real man!

Just as the second floor of Zhaixing Tower was brightly lit and the prodigies were sighing endlessly over the "hatred of having one's wife stolen," in the shadows at the very corner of the hall, a few attendees dressed in waiter attire, with extremely low presence, were huddled together, exchanging explosive intel.

"Still not confirmed?"

A waiter with a gloomy expression lowered his voice, his tone tinged with irritation: "The urgent classified report sent earlier from the Magic City branch said that guy named Jiang You is a pervert with extremely special fetishes. In the Mist Swamp dungeon, he would rather take on a Tier 5 Great Demon head-on than let go of a silver box filled with lace underwear!"

"But the intel Spade 10 brought back yesterday is completely different!"

The other person had a strange expression, their eyes even carrying a hint of terror: "She said Jiang You is a purebred psychopath, and a top-tier scumbag who plays the field with multiple women!"

"She was lurking in Jiang You's room last night and said she saw something extremely sinister. Since returning to the organization last night, she's been running a high fever, and the higher-ups are already preparing to find a Taoist priest to exorcise her!"

"One says he's an underwear thief, the other says he's a sinister psychopath..."

The few looked at each other, seeing deep confusion in everyone's eyes.

The discrepancy in this intel was so large that it didn't even seem like they were talking about someone from the same planet!

"Alright, shut up, all of you."

A charming yet cold voice came from behind.

A woman with an unremarkable appearance, wearing a black student uniform, walked over slowly.

Although her face was ordinary, that natural charm seemed to seep from her very bones. With every step she took, the sway of her waist was just right, captivating the soul.

It was none other than the Tier 5 powerhouse who had just rushed back to the Imperial Capital from the Magic City branch, Spade J.

For tonight's Hundred-School Captain Mixer, she, a high-ranking member of the Wusheng Divine Sect, had specially disguised herself for this outing.

"I'll test the authenticity of the intel myself."

"You lot go collect intel on the other universities; leave that kid named Jiang You to me!"

Spade J snorted coldly, looking at Jiang You, who was crouching in front of the buffet table frantically stuffing his face in the distance. A trace of contempt flashed in her eyes: "If he's a glutton for beauty, he won't be able to hide a single secret from me."

"If he's a psychopath... I'll let him know what a Tier 5 powerhouse's psychiatric hospital is like."

After saying that, Spade J raised her slender hand, picked up a glass of blood-red cocktail, and swayed her figure, bringing with her a faint, elusive fragrance as she walked straight toward the man who was grappling with a large lobster.

At this moment, Jiang You was in a high-end state of "selfless" feasting.

"Mmm... the roe in this king crab is amazing."

Jiang You held a crab leg in his left hand and a table knife in his right, attempting to cut open a massive lobster.

Suddenly.

A scent of sweet, cloying floral fragrance wafted over.

Immediately after, a soft body with astonishing elasticity sat down in the seat beside him without the slightest hesitation.

"Little brother, isn't it lonely eating all by yourself?"

Spade J turned slightly to the side, leaning her curves—outlined strikingly by her uniform—against Jiang You's shoulder in an elusive manner.

Her eyes were like water, seemingly hooked, as she cast flirtatious glances at Jiang You in an extremely subtle and professional manner.

That voice was so tingling it could make one's bones go numb.

Jiang You's movements stopped.

He slowly turned his head, using those dead fish eyes filled with the scent of cumin to coldly stare at the face mere inches away that was constantly batting its eyelashes at him.

Spade J sneered in her heart: "Hooked! As expected, men are all sensory animals. Some bullshit SSS-rank, in front of me..."

"Big sister, who are you?"