I never upgrade

Chapter 62 Young Friend, Please Wait

"I can't take it anymore!"

With a thud, Luca collapsed to the ground, head drooping, his eyes rolling back in his head from exhaustion.

"Please rest for a while... I really can't take it anymore..."

If this continues, its life, which was just saved, will end here.

Xu Lun sighed helplessly. In fact, he knew that Luca was just an ordinary leopard after all, and he couldn't expect this guy to be as tireless as himself, as if he had cheated.

"Whatever, it doesn't matter. Even if I get caught, that's fate..."

Xu Lun turned around and walked to Luca's side, then sat down.

He looked towards the forest and estimated that he was only about 100 or 200 meters away. If Zhou Bo and his gang really caught up, even if he started running towards the forest from here, he probably wouldn't be able to outrun those cultivators.

However, if I buy myself some time, I might be able to get Luca to the edge of the forest.

Then, let Luka go into the forest and lure out the West Mastiff King. Tell him that those cultivators have come looking for trouble, wanting to seize this forest, cut down the trees for firewood and to build houses, and even capture all its offspring to make roasted wild boar and smoked meat. Xu Lun thinks that if the other side hears this, nine times out of ten they will rush out and fight those cultivators to the death.

Even if they don't actually fight, just coming out to scare people is worth it, Xu Lun thinks.

The worst-case scenario is that this King of the Western Mackerel is a coward who's too good at hiding, then there'll really be no way to deal with him.

However, according to Luca's description, the other party has a very bad temper and would probably not tolerate anyone running wild on his territory.

Xu Lun told Luka about his plan, and Luka lay on the lawn sunbathing the whole time. After listening, he suddenly asked a very tricky question:

"You're always worried those people will catch up with us. Why would they chase us?"

Xu Lun paused slightly, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke:

"I'm not entirely sure, it's just a feeling that those cultivators aren't willing to let me leave just like that. They want to catch up and continue to cause me trouble..."

"Why?" Luca asked again, posing the soul-searching question.

Xu Lun was amused by it and said self-deprecatingly:

Why?

I guess it's because I'm not quite the same as them.

I am an outcast, and the kind of outcast that poses a potential threat to them, so they don't trust an outcast like me to roam freely.

They want to control me, and they believe that controlling me will eliminate the threat.

This is human nature. Just like the people of Zulu Village who arrested you as a man-eating monster, they ignored all the irrational factors and only wanted to get rid of anything that made them uneasy.

As for what exactly this thing did wrong, nobody cares.

People only want to see the results they want to see.

That's all there is to it; that's all I can say.

Xu Lun looked at Luca, whose big eyes were blinking rapidly, seemingly pondering something, and it was unclear whether it had understood or not.

To be honest, even Xu Lun himself wasn't sure if what he said was right or wrong. He was just analyzing based on his feelings. If Zhou Bo and his men didn't catch up, then it would prove that he was overthinking things.

"To put it bluntly, it's because they don't like you, right?"

Suddenly, Luca uttered these words.

Xu Lun smiled, nodded vigorously, and said:

"Yes, you can understand it that way, it means you don't like it or can't stand it."

Luca listened but didn't reply, continuing to lie down and sunbathe.

Xu Lun didn't say anything more, but focused on his mind and started flipping through the skill book.

After some time, Xu Lun was slightly moved, as if sensing something, and subconsciously looked down at the bracelet—

The crystal material on the bracelet began to shimmer again, but this time it wasn't emitting a blue light; instead, it glowed with a faint orange-red light.

Xu Lun immediately became alert, and without saying a word, he stood up.

Beside him, Luca's ears twitched slightly, as if he had sensed something. He quickly straightened his neck, and although his body was still lying there lazily, his head stood up as he looked around cautiously.

"Remember what I told you? Let's go!"

Xu Lun's expression instantly turned serious. He stared in the direction he had come from, retreating while observing.

Luca, standing beside him, quickly stood up. Of course, it remembered what Xu Lun had said earlier. After glancing at the horizon, it immediately turned and ran towards the forest.

at the same time.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept across the vast plains, blowing from the direction it had come from across the river, rushing across the surface like invisible waves crashing over the grass, one wave after another, towards Xu Lun.

Soon, several black dots appeared on the distant horizon, flying at an incredibly fast speed. In the blink of an eye, they grew from black dots into humanoid figures flapping their wings—

Zhou Bo and his group swept swiftly across the river, their shadows traversing various terrains until they stopped abruptly less than a hundred meters from Xu Lun.

In the sky, a group of more than twenty people, led by Steward Zhou, lined up in a row, creating a very imposing sight.

Especially since they all have wings and are lined up in the sky, they do give people the feeling of gods descending to earth.

Xu Lun noticed that some of them even had two pairs of wings. The leader, Chief Steward Zhou, had the darkest wings, followed by Xu Long, the deputy general of the garrison, who was wearing light armor. The third one to display four wings was Zhou Ziheng, but both of his pairs of wings were white.

As for the remaining people, some of them had very dark wings, while young cultivators like Zhou Bo, Zhou Shimei, and Zhang Yuan all had white wings.

"Could it be that the color of the wings is related to the level of cultivation..."

Xu Lun began to have doubts.

At the same time.

Steward Zhou, who was in the sky, looked Xu Lun up and down and asked in a low voice:

"Zhou Bo, is this the person you were talking about?"

Zhou Bo nodded slightly and said, "Yes, Lord Zhou, it is him."

After hearing this, Steward Zhou snorted and commented disdainfully:

"His attire is indeed somewhat similar to that of those tribal savages. Even if he wasn't sent by the tribal people, he's essentially no different from those barbarians; they're all birds of a feather."

Having said that, he suddenly changed his expression, revealing a polite yet elegant smile, and bowed to Xu Lun below, saying warmly:

"Since you're new here, let me introduce myself first. I am Zhou Huaijin, the chief steward of the Zhou Prince's Mansion in Yundu."

I have heard that you are exceptionally talented, young friend. At such a young age, you have already achieved remarkable cultivation, mastering multiple advanced techniques and unique skills. You have ventured into the martial world alone, which is truly admirable. At the same time, one can't help but exclaim, "The younger generation is indeed formidable!"

My dear friend, do you know that in Yundu, the most valued thing is talent?

As the chief steward of Yundu, it is my duty to share the burdens of the city lord and pray for the well-being of the people of Yundu. Therefore, recruiting virtuous officials is naturally my responsibility.

I met you today, and I have a favor to ask of you. I hope you will grant my request.

In my capacity as the Chief Steward of Yun Du, I extend an invitation to you, young friend, to visit the Prince Zhou's residence. Would you do me the honor?

Upon hearing that he was to be invited to the Prince of Zhou's residence, Xu Lun was so angry that he laughed.

This is practically luring someone into a trap.