The farce is over.
The four of them — Lu Xiaobu — gathered together once more.
On the surface, Lu Xiaobu seemed perfectly fine, as if the previous incident hadn't affected him at all.
Ye Changsheng wanted to ask Lu Xiaobu, but Lu Xiaobu remained silent, saying nothing.
Then he considered asking Zheng Hai, but seeing Zheng Hai even more despondent than Lu Xiaobu, he sighed and refrained.
Red Dust Heart Refining must continue, mustn't it?
However, after Ye Changsheng left, Lu Xiaobu revealed a smirk, leisurely gazing at the door as Ye Changsheng departed.
Although his inner struggles weren't completely resolved, they were mostly clear — about eighty percent. He could basically handle external affairs now with ease.
Unless he faced someone who knew him too well, who wouldn't miss a single weakness of his, like Lin Feng, or an exceptional psychological master, he wouldn't sink back into uncertainty.
