Not far away, a girl in a white dress stood quietly, her orange hair cascading gently over her shoulders.
Juzi's gaze was fixed on Lu Jingming.
She watched as Lu Jingming played with the two lively little girls, his every move radiating a special tenderness.
Juzi's expression was complicated. Three days had passed in a flash.
In those days, she'd learned about Haiyuan City and heard much about Lu Jingming's past.
She found out that Lu Jingming was orphaned at birth.
In comparison, Juzi felt she'd been luckier, having once enjoyed a warm, happy childhood with her parents—memories she treasured.
Thinking about how Lu Jingming had to shoulder heavy burdens alone from a young age, bearing the pain of losing his loved ones and protecting Haiyuan City under great pressure, Juzi felt a strong sense of empathy.
That empathy gave her a touch of pity in her gaze toward Lu Jingming.
Once, because her father was killed by Star Luo Empire soldiers, Juzi harbored a deep hatred for all of them. But now, that hatred had melted away, like thin ice in the sun.
Ji Yingying noticed Juzi's strange look at Lu Jingming and asked coldly as usual, "Have you decided?"
Juzi took a deep breath and nodded seriously. "Yes, I've decided. I want to join the Wuchang Division!"
Although Lu Jingming hadn't approached her these three days, Changli had spoken with her.
Under Changli's patient guidance, Juzi finally figured out many things.
She realized that blindly blaming every Star Luo Empire person for her parents' deaths was irrational and unfair.
Her father, an ordinary chef, was dragged into war—ultimately, that was the fault of the Sun-Moon Empire's corrupt leadership and the Duke of White Tiger, who started the war.
In the end, it was the result of two empires' power struggles, with no absolute right or wrong.
Her desire for revenge was understandable, but she also became completely disillusioned with the Sun-Moon Empire's leadership, seeing them as unworthy of their power.
So, Juzi decided to join the Wuchang Division as a White Wuchang.
Her strength was weak, so being an assassin was a stretch, but Changli told her she would have a crucial mission, one that could affect the fate of the entire continent. This made Juzi feel immense pressure.
One part was owing her life to Ji Yingying, and the other was her obsession with revenge. With both factors, Juzi had no other choice but to cling tightly to the Wuchang Division and resolutely stand with Lu Jingming.
"Very well. From now on, you are White Wuchang, codename White Seven," Ji Yingying said softly, her tone still icy, but with an almost imperceptible ripple in her eyes.
Because her codename had once been White Seven!
At that moment, Lan Yu approached Lu Jingming, apologizing with a smile: "My girls are still young. If they've caused any offense, please forgive them, City Lord."
Lu Jingming was gently holding one loli in each hand, walking toward him.
Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo were laughing and joking, clearly having a great time with Lu Jingming.
Lu Jingming smiled warmly and waved a hand. "It's fine. They're adorable—I really like them."
"Big brother, so you're the City Lord! Amazing!" the twins said, their innocent faces full of admiration.
Lu Jingming was amused by their cuteness and felt very pleased.
But suddenly, Lan Yu's gaze became sharp, like a protective beast.
Without another word, he grabbed both girls like kittens, forcing a smile even uglier than crying. "City Lord, it's getting late—we should take our leave and not bother you further."
He nodded hurriedly to Changli, then fled with his daughters as if a monster was chasing him.
"Changli, did I say something wrong?" Lu Jingming stood there, confused.
He scratched his head and looked at Changli, hoping for an answer.
Changli just smiled. Keqing couldn't hold back; she rolled her eyes and said, "Those girls are still little. If it were me, I'd be wary of you, too!"
Only then did Lu Jingming realize, and his mouth twitched.
He groaned inside—he truly wasn't a lolicon! He just thought the twins were cute, like the pink-haired fox.
Of course, only if the pink-haired fox didn't take human form!
The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. He wasn't into lolis—he preferred mature, intellectual women like Changli, or youthful, lively girls like Keqing.
Being misunderstood by Lan Yu was frustrating. He worried that Lan Yu might sneak away with his daughters that very night.
Losing such talents would make Lu Jingming want to cry.
But fortunately, what he feared didn't happen.
Early the next morning, as the first rays of sunlight hit Haiyuan City's walls, the twins' mother Wei Qianqian showed up with Lan Yu and the girls to apologize.
Lu Jingming immediately noticed Lan Yu's red ears and chuckled inwardly—obviously, Lan Yu was henpecked.
He also sensed who ruled that family.