Chapter 1109
Chapter 1109 - 195: Negotiations and Protectors
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"Yo, we meet again....."
"Older sister! Are you really my older sister?!"
While Lu Ping’an was still greeting, the little girl behind him had already charged forward.
She joyfully rushed over, lifted her older sister into the air, and then held her tightly in her embrace.
The real little girl being hugged by the older one pushed her sister away with some disgust after all, because Eve had really smeared her snotty nose and tears all over her.....
"That’s right, they are real sisters."
Seeing his sister’s face full of distaste and the shameless younger sister squeezing over, Lu Ping’an nodded in confirmation.
He calmly walked over, then handed them a slip of paper with a time and place written on it, and left the two sisters to have a private conversation.
Since the two of them had reunited, it made no sense to talk to them separately, as anything agreed upon could be overturned by the other at any moment.
First, let them exchange information and assess the current situation, only then can they start honest negotiations about the future based on reality.
Besides, he had his own matters to attend to; he glanced back at the increasingly noisy crowd and countless eyes fixated on him... at least for now, he needed to address some "social issues".
Over an hour later, the din outside was still unceasing, yet the "main character" had already disappeared quietly.
In fact, his personal significance wasn’t important, he was merely an excuse for the celebration carnival... after his martial fight was over, the duel festivities continued, only this time they were not ceremonies hosted by the gods.
Without the constraints of the Secret Realm, all kinds of "dirty tricks," "schemes within schemes," and "exterior maneuvers" became even more frequent, but for the audience and those in the midst of it all, this clearly wasn’t important.
Joy? Perhaps gratification? Or maybe the unpredictable splatter of blood is what the audience was truly eager to see.
The ceremony hosts, those Domineering Three Faces Priests, hadn’t left... They were accustomed to serving as "Duel Hosts" on regular days, and now of course they wouldn’t refuse some extra private gigs.
Once free from the gods’ Secret Realm, it meant that the battlefield went from a "high-end fight" to an "unrestricted low-level fight"... in most cases, low-level combat power was more prevalent, and the life and death of low and mid-level professionals were sufficient to thrill the rich people and audience.
Perhaps for some, this was the true festival, the stage on which they too could participate.
While outside there were sounds of slaughter and cheers, inside the small room the two sisters were hugging and quietly communicating... They had already been talking for quite some time, but there was still so much to say.
And suddenly, the opening of the door interrupted their conversation; that man had finally arrived.
Eve immediately stood up, eager to go over... but was glared at by "older sister" and, remembering the earlier command, sat back down obediently.
Then, she hugged her older sister vengefully, happy to hear a crack in her bones, and after getting glared at once more, became a bit more subdued.
"Sorry, there were quite a few social engagements."
Lu Ping’an said, as he put away several Name Cards into his clothes.
Regardless, as the martial fight champion, he was destined to become famous.
Naturally, there were those looking to invest, network, or just acquaint themselves.
Lu Ping’an didn’t refuse; he knew connections were also part of strength, and although these people were probably here for Interest Relations, one could never tell when they might come in handy.
At least, saying hello, remembering a face, taking a Name Card didn’t take much time.
But now, there were some matters he still had to face...
"Did you wait long?"
He asked, while casually pouring himself a cup of tea and taking a sip right away.
He wasn’t worried about being poisoned, just glanced at the two people opposite him...
"If you want to sleep, go ahead; we can talk just the same after you wake up."
"Ha, by the time I wake up, you’ll have sold Eve, the dummy."
Even with a face full of weariness, Fei’er still forced herself to stay awake.
Having used all her strength, her consumption was naturally huge, and according to the normal procedure, she should have fallen into deep sleep and let Xiao Mu take over... but now, she obviously didn’t trust the situation.
"I’m not dumb!"
The "dummy" she mentioned immediately puffed up her cheeks, her face filled with displeasure, tilting her head.
The baby was very angry, the kind that couldn’t be easily soothed.
But then, her gaze couldn’t help drifting over to the "older sister" in her arms... What couldn’t be soothed? Just a little coaxing would instantly make things better.
Fei’er sighed helplessly and couldn’t bother to coax anymore, since in less than ten minutes she would forget anyway... With such a silly sister around, how could they even talk.
Feeling the sleepiness rising again and suspecting that Lu Ping’an’s "lateness" was intentional, Fei’er had no choice but to make a decision.
"Let’s make it quick... what do you mean you can protect me?"
Fei’er rubbed her brow, trying to lift her spirits, as she indeed did not have much time left.
The extremely worn-out Fei’er would soon fall asleep, and before that, she had to make sure Xiao Mu was taken care of.
"Literally. If you can maintain that state for a long time, there’s really no need for you to hide. If I’m not mistaken, you’ll probably revert to Xiao Mu soon, and then a defenseless Rule-level..."
There was no need to spell out the rest, nor to emphasize the importance of a "Strategic weapon." What would happen to a "Nuclear Weapon" with no means to defend itself didn’t need to be detailed either.
Fei’er remained calm, but she agreed with what the other party was saying; otherwise, there was no need for her to keep hiding.
It was precisely because exposure would lead to a heap of trouble that she had been hiding... The disbandment of the Mother Goddess cult was good news for her, but as a "Reserve Monarch" for so many years, she had more than a few enemies and sworn foes.
Originally, she was prepared to live a life on the run, but upon hearing "I can protect you" relayed by Lu Ping’an’s grandfather, she naturally came to try it out.
"...I know a place where if you hide, outsiders absolutely cannot find you, and even if you did encounter someone there, it’s a place where you absolutely can’t fight."
"Land of Rules? Trading Land?"
Clearly, this girl was not like Eve; even with little time, she had done her homework.
"Yes, maybe you’ll enjoy your time there..."
"What do you want in return?"
After thinking it over, Fei’er felt this condition might be acceptable.
She was actually quite interested in "Lu Ping’an" herself, and if it wasn’t for her numerous troubles, she would try to get close and figure out what the young man was really about.
Now getting two things done at once, she naturally had no reason to refuse... She looked up at her "silly big" sister and sighed helplessly before saying:
"My sister has to stay with me." Obviously, the older sister was worried about her sister being deceived, especially since not long ago, Eve excitedly spouted a bunch of strange words that made her head tingle, things like "family" and "person of fate."
"Sure, my place is really big, and there’s a lot of fun and delicious things. If you get tired, you can just sleep."
"Really?!" And the one most excited and eager about this was Eve.
The one who had previously been crying untill her face was streaked with tears had now regained her "older sister" and temporarily put her worries aside, blissfully like a spoiled child.
"Really, I am a... well, let’s make a contract and put it in writing."
"Is that all it takes?"
"Of course, if you had inquired, you would know there are actually quite a few residents in the Trading Land. Ha, if you have any needs, you can find the ’Administrator’ there, and she will definitely be happy to help you with any issues."
Lu Ping’an laughed joyfully, his laugh as pure as that of someone enjoying a good joke.
— End of Chapter 1109 —