Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

“Didn’t you say you’d bring three friends? That’s why I drove a five-seater SUV,” Tulio laughed. “Let’s go, my car is outside.”

Su Xiaoqiang sighed deeply: "Okay."

Tulio led the way, with Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang following side by side, and Chu Zihang and Su Qian bringing up the rear.

“Little Fairy, your cousin seems pretty normal to me,” Lu Mingfei whispered in Su Xiaoqiang’s ear in Chinese.

“He’s perfectly normal in every other way,” Su Xiaoqiang whispered, “but if he invites you and Senior Brother Chu to go out tonight, you must refuse!”

"Why?" Lu Mingfei asked, a little curious.

"Don't ask, just remember what I said!" Su Xiaoqiang said.

“Okay.” Lu Mingfei nodded.

……

I followed Tulio all the way to the parking lot, where we stopped in front of a black SUV.

To be honest, this car isn't very good-looking. As an SUV, it lacks sharp lines and looks neither harmonious nor well-proportioned.

He gives the impression of being a short, stocky, chubby, short-haired, dark-skinned fat man.

“Spyker D12?” Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow.

"You have good taste!" Tulio's impression of Lu Mingfei instantly soared. "This is a car I went through a lot of trouble to get my hands on! The world's first luxury SUV, and it's all handcrafted!"

Lu Mingfei thought to himself, "This is the first time I've ever seen someone with such poor taste, buying such an ugly car."

Su Xiaoqiang said her cousin has a huge flaw. Could it be that he has terrible taste?

Lu Mingfei and the others got into the car one after another. As guests, Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang and Su Qian sat in the back seat with three seats, while Su Xiaoqiang sat in the front passenger seat.

The SUV started up, the engine roared, and Tulio turned his head and said in a slightly apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, the three of you. We should have let you stay at our home, but recently our family has been a little inconvenient to receive distinguished guests, so we can only ask that you stay at a hotel. We have already booked the best hotel in Vianaburg for you."

"It's alright," said Chu Zihang, the team leader.

In fact, he thought it was better this way, as staying in a hotel would make it more convenient for them to carry out their mission.

“By the way, Mr. Lu Mingfei, Mr. Chu Zihang, um… is that how you say it in Chinese? I’m sorry, my Chinese is self-taught, so it’s not very good,” Tulio said.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Lu Mingfei nodded, “What’s wrong?”

"Would you two like to go out with me tonight?" Tulio asked.

Su Xiaoqiang suddenly turned her head, her eyes flashing with cold light.

"No, I'm a little tired and need to adjust to the time difference." Lu Mingfei said, subtly nudging Chu Zihang with his elbow.

Chu Zihang understood and then said, "Me too."

"What a pity, how about tomorrow night then?" Tulio seemed unwilling to give up.

“Uh…actually, we’ve been very busy during the day lately, so we probably won’t have time to go out in the evenings,” Lu Mingfei said.

"Ah?" Tulio's disappointment was palpable. "That's such a pity. I even contacted the best red-light district in Vianaburg to make preparations."

"Red-light district?" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened. "Is it the red-light district I'm thinking of?"

“It should be,” Tulio said.

"Isn't it illegal?" Lu Mingfei asked, somewhat surprised.

“In Portugal, which is a legal gray area, they don’t readily accept outsiders,” Tulio said. “But I’m a regular customer, so with me by your side, you can enjoy the highest level of service! How about considering it?”

Lu Mingfei now understood why Su Xiaoqiang disliked her cousin.

“No,” Lu Mingfei shook his head decisively, “I’m not interested in that kind of place.”

Just kidding, even Tony can't corrupt him in this regard!

Chu Zihang also shook his head, and Susie's gaze toward Tulio instantly became more unfriendly.

……

Su Xiaoqiang's family is indeed wealthy; they actually booked two presidential suites for them at a particularly luxurious hotel.

Yes, two.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang share a suite, Su Qian has her own room, and Su Xiaoqiang went home to live, but may come and live with Su Qian later.

Su Xiaoqiang's cousin took her back to his family home and arranged for them to pick up Lu Mingfei and the other two the next morning to visit Su Xiaoqiang's family.

In the evening, in the living room of Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang's room, along with Susie, the three students from Kassel College sat side by side on the sofa.

"Senior brother, when do we start the mission... no, shouldn't you tell me what the mission is first?" Lu Mingfei asked.

“This mission is actually quite simple. We represent the academy to oversee a local mixed-race organization,” Susie said.

“Supervision? What does that mean?” Lu Mingfei asked.

“Hmm…” Susie hesitated for two seconds, organized her thoughts, and said, “Junior Brother Lu, you should know that in this world, Kassel College is not the only mixed-race force. Mixed-race forces exist in all places where civilizations are prosperous.”

"Although Kassel College is located in Chicago, USA, it is actually part of the Secret Party, and is now the most important part of the Secret Party. The Secret Party is actually a mixed-race force in Europe, and the oldest and most powerful mixed-race force."

Lu Mingfei nodded, indicating that he understood—Norma had mentioned these things in the materials she had given him.

The history of the Secret Society spans thousands of years. Back then, a group of the most extreme and steadfast hybrids formed this organization with the mission of slaying dragons. They grew stronger step by step, burying those dragons that were resurrected.

When the Secret Service was at its zenith, Christianity was still a relatively new religion. For a long time, the Pope was a Secret Service elder. It wasn't until the religious authority gradually declined and the Secret Service lost its power of life and death that it stopped clinging to the position of Pope.

Although the college is now the most important and core component of the Peruvian Party, it is only an organization established within the party in the early 20th century, with a history of only about a hundred years, which is very young among the world's top universities.

“In Europe, besides the Secret Party, there are other mixed-race organizations,” Susie said. “Of course, the strongest of them is the Secret Party. Therefore, the Secret Party has certain powers and responsibilities to maintain the stability and peace of mixed-race forces in Europe. Simply put, it mediates when there are major conflicts between some forces, or stands up for justice when some forces have incurred public wrath.”

"It sounds a bit like the leader of a martial arts alliance," Lu Mingfei remarked.

“Hmm… that analogy is quite apt, you can understand it that way,” Susie nodded. “Our mission this time is to act as the representative of the ‘Martial Arts Alliance Leader’ to supervise a mixed-race organization here, to negotiate with them, or rather, to supervise their internal self-examination.”

"We sound pretty amazing!" Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up.

“You’d better not get any arrogant ideas,” Susie warned. “Most mixed-race people are not good-tempered. Once a conflict breaks out, bloodshed is inevitable. I don’t want to end up with the infamous reputation of ‘massacring up the local mixed-race organization’.”

"Don't worry, senior sister, I'm very easy to get along with and I never cause trouble," Lu Mingfei said. "So, which organization are we going to negotiate with this time?"

Chu Zihang, who had been silently flipping through the documents, suddenly looked up and said, "The Solomon Temple Council."

Chapter 60 Meeting the Parents

As night fell, in the living room of Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang's room.

"The Solomon Temple Society?" Lu Mingfei pondered the name for a moment. "Sounds pretty cool, isn't it impressive?"

"They're a fairly strong hybrid organization. Their predecessor was the Knights Templar, which was destroyed in the Middle Ages. They have branches in many parts of Europe, including this town of Vianaburg, where a branch of the Solomon Temple is stationed. They are the targets of our mission."

Susie said, "The academy recently received reports from some anonymous individuals that the branch of the Solomon Temple in Vianaburg, which is this town, is suspected of human trafficking of mixed-race people. They provided some evidence, but this evidence is not enough to determine that the branch here is definitely engaged in human trafficking."

“So the Academy went to the headquarters of the Solomon Temple and asked them to send an inspector to this branch to conduct an investigation,” Susie said. “And we were just there as representatives of the Academy to go through the motions and negotiate.”

"Why can't we investigate?" Lu Mingfei asked.

“We are the leaders of the martial arts world, not the imperial court,” Susie explained. “The Solomon Temple is not a subordinate organization of the Secret Party. Asking them to conduct a self-examination is already the limit of what the Secret Party can do. We can’t possibly send people to search through their personnel lists, classified documents, and even their bases, can we? At that point, the Solomon Temple would probably rather choose to go to war.”

"So we're really just here to go through the motions?" Lu Mingfei asked, confirming.

"Pretty much. Self-investigation is usually handled by the chief inspector sent down from the main hall. We can meet with the chief inspector at any time to inquire about the progress and results of the investigation. Once the final results are in, we can return to school," Susie said.

“Then this mission should be pretty easy. We can go on a trip and relax,” Lu Mingfei said.

“Yes,” Susie nodded. “From what I understand, these kinds of missions as representatives of the academy are just formalities. If it weren’t for the fact that the Solomon Temple is quite powerful and the academy needs to show the corresponding importance, there would be no need to send Chu Zihang, the president of the Lionheart Society, here.”

At this point, Susie looked Lu Mingfei up and down again: "Actually, you shouldn't have come in the first place. Negotiations with a branch of the Solomon Temple shouldn't have required sending an S-rank."

"I'm just an intern trying to get credits," Lu Mingfei said, sitting up straight and obediently.

"It's just a self-inspection by a mere branch hall, yet Kassel College has dispatched an S-rank figure to personally supervise it. The Solomon Temple Society must be flattered," Susie said with a smile.

"So when are we going to contact them?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously, "Tomorrow?"

“No,” Chu Zihang shook his head, “The inspector of the Solomon Temple, who will be responsible for reviewing this branch temple, will arrive in three days.”

“Chu Zihang specially arranged to come three days early,” Susie explained. “This way, not only will I have time to demonstrate sword control to you, but Chu Zihang and I can also take this time to tutor you on some more practical knowledge in advance.”

After a pause, Susie added, "The kind that won't be taught in textbooks."

"Thank you, senior brothers and sisters." Lu Mingfei looked touched, as if he might rush up and hug Su Qian's leg to show his loyalty at any moment.

"No need to thank me," Susie said with a smile. "Just make sure to give priority to the Lionheart Club when you enroll and join a club."

"No problem!" Lu Mingfei patted his chest. "From now on, I'm a member of the Lionheart Society!"

……

The next day, early morning.

Su Xiaoqiang's cousin, Tulio, came to pick up Lu Mingfei and his two companions to visit their family.

The Spyker D12 drove into a small manor. Compared to those manors full of modern atmosphere, the buildings here appeared to be more ancient and exquisite, and the fountain in the center of the lawn had a mottled stone shell.

The car stopped in front of the central building, where a waiter was already waiting to open the door for them, his every move displaying impeccable manners.

Every building, every path, and even every waiter here reflects the profound history accumulated by this family. This is the unique heritage of the "aristocrats" cultivated by a family that has been passed down for over a century.

Guided by the waiter, Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, and Su Xi entered the house. In the corridor, they could see that a long table had been set up in the main hall, with silver candlesticks on a white tablecloth, and people were already seated around it.

Su Xiaoqiang strode towards Lu Mingfei: "You're finally here! You guys are so slow!"

"We rushed over here as soon as we woke up!" Lu Mingfei protested on his behalf.

"Stop talking nonsense, come on, let me introduce my family to you!" Su Xiaoqiang grabbed Lu Mingfei's wrist and led him into the main hall.

Seeing Su Xiaoqiang drag Lu Mingfei by the wrist into the main hall, the expressions of the people sitting at the dining table all changed.

Su Xiaoqiang pulled Lu Mingfei along, with Chu Zihang and Su Qian following behind them, and walked to the long table.

“This is my maternal grandfather.” Su Xiaoqiang released Lu Mingfei and walked to the side of an elderly man with white hair and beard at the head of the table.

"Hello, Grandpa," Lu Mingfei greeted casually.

Although the elderly man in the first seat had a face full of wrinkles, his eyes were bright and piercing, which was rare for an elderly person.

"Hmm, you're Xiaoqiang's classmate, right? I've heard her mention you before, and I heard you two are very close." The old man looked at Lu Mingfei with a smile.

For some reason, even though the old man's smile was very kind, Lu Mingfei subconsciously felt a little guilty when he met his gaze.