"Hey, hey, hey, it's impolite to keep thinking about this!" Lu Yuan quickly interrupted.

Seeing that no one believed him, Lu Yuan had no choice but to use his last resort. He solemnly raised his right hand, extended four fingers, and said earnestly:

"I swear on my integrity..."

Before he could finish speaking, all the Ghost-type Pokémon turned their gazes toward Lu Yuan.

Being stared at by so many ghosts all at once, a chilling coldness instantly ran down my back, and a cold wind rushed down my neck.

?

Lu Yuan was startled and turned around abruptly, only to find himself face to face with Gastly.

Without hesitation, he punched Gastly on the forehead and roared, "Don't you dare breathe into my ear again!"

"Squeak (?_?)"

Gastly covered its head, looking aggrieved.

However, Lu Yuan couldn't care less about that at the moment. He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and spoke again:

"Alright, alright, I swear on my husband, if I'm lying, may my whole family go bankrupt and my husband become a beggar. Is that enough?"

“Gua si (?ò?ó?)”

What a vicious oath!

The Ghost-type Pokémon were shocked to hear this. Could they really be so ruthless as to swear an oath on their own father?

It seems there was a genuine misunderstanding about the trainer this time.

Thinking of this, the Misdreavus and the others felt even more guilty. The trainer was so generous, yet they had acted with petty malice and tried to take advantage of him. They were truly ashamed to be ghosts!

This time, we must arrest the suspect, Xiao Lan, and bring him to justice!

"That's really energetic!"

Lu Yuan watched as the little ones eagerly scrambled into the shadows and sighed.

Just as Lu Yuan was about to relax by lying down in the armchair and watching videos, Meng Yao suddenly turned back.

Did you forget something?

"Dream~"

"What?! You said the person has been found?!" Lu Yuan stood up abruptly.

That's way too fast!

Do these dream monsters really have the potential to become criminal investigators?

"Dream~"

"You're saying that Xiao Lan was hiding outside the gym and didn't dare to come in, and you just happened to run into her?"

...I guess they didn't calculate my return time correctly.

Upon arriving in the hall, Lu Yuan saw Xiao Lan, who was bound hand and foot.

"Oh, isn't this Lord Blue? What brings you to my humble gym in such 'formal attire' today? It truly honors my humble abode!" Lu Yuan dismissed the Ghost-type Pokémon around him and said sarcastically.

Xiao Lan struggled to lift her head, looking at Lu Yuan with a hint of helplessness and embarrassment in her eyes:

"Um... I, I just went out for a walk, that's all. I'll be back to work soon, really."

Lu Yuan sneered, crossed his arms, and said slowly:

"Oh? Really? You must have a very leisurely life, taking five days to go for a walk. My little dojo probably can't afford a master like you!"

"Um, can we talk this out properly? There's a reason for all this, and I can explain," Xiao Lan argued.

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow and replied with a playful expression, "Sure, I'm quite curious to see what kind of story you can come up with?"

"Actually, I've been training Sawaro at the fighting dojo these past few days," Xiao Lan explained, taking a deep breath.

Is this another excuse using Pokémon? Lu Yuan shook his head helplessly, hoping to hear a story like Mewtwo trying to destroy the world, and Blue stepping in to save it.

"It's true!" Xiao Lan said hurriedly, "The Fighting-type expert tournament is in a few days. Elite Four member Shiba will be hosting the tournament, and Shawaron, being a descendant of Elite Four member Shiba's main Pokémon, will naturally be participating!"

The Fighting-Style Expert Tournament, isn't that the one Ah Li was talking about?

After a moment of contemplation, Lu Yuan asked, "What number is the expert competition?"

"January 1st, Wednesday."

Which fighting gym did you go to?

"The Azure Gym in the Johto region".

Who is the leader of the Azure Gym?

“Ah Si, Qing Lü’s master.”

What are Cynthia's measurements?

"Hmm, how would I know that!" Little Blue shouted.

Xiao Lan answered all my questions in a row, so it seems she really wasn't lying to me.

"But how do you explain entrusting the dojo to strangers?"

Lu Yuan suddenly thought to himself.

"Shinji isn't a stranger, is he?" Ran asked.

"You know Shinji?" Lu Yuan asked, puzzled.

“I saw him when he was a child, when he was accompanying his older brother Lei Si to the Ninth Quartz Conference,” Xiao Lan recalled. “Back then, Qing Lü even praised his brother’s excellent nurturing abilities.”

“Lei Si… also participated in the Ninth Quartz Conference?” Lu Yuan asked.

"Yes, but it's a pity he only made it to the top 32." Xiao Lan nodded in agreement.

Upon hearing this result, Lu Yuan couldn't help but exclaim, "Top 32? That's actually quite impressive!"

To know who attended the 9th Quartz Convention!

The "battler" is Crimson, the "nurturer" is Blue, the first champion is Professor Oak, oh and there's also Blue. Making it to the top 32 is already quite impressive.

After untying Xiao Lan's ropes, Xiao Lan suddenly leaned closer and said, "Lu Yuan, I think you could also try participating in that Fighting-type expert tournament! I watched the battle video of you sending Riolu into battle before. With its strength, making it into the top eight would be a piece of cake!"

Then, Xiao Lan lowered her voice mysteriously and continued, "And what's more, the prizes for this competition are incredibly generous! The prize money alone is a whopping [amount missing]!"

500

Ten thousand!

500 million?

Upon hearing this number, Lu Yuan first scoffed disdainfully, "Hmph, just a mere five million. Who are you looking down on?"

However, despite this, his right eye twitched uncontrollably.

Chapter 102 My Father... no, Old Man Login

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on Lu Yuan's slightly tired face.

He slowly woke up, looking around at his surroundings with sleepy eyes, and for a moment he felt a little lost and helpless.

"Really, how could I have such a dream?"

Lu Yuan muttered to himself as he recalled the bizarre dream he had last night.

In his dream, Lu Yuanyuan was in a dilapidated house with bare walls. The house was extremely simple, and rainwater kept dripping from the roof, as if it would collapse at any moment.

What terrified him even more was that a group of little elves of various shapes and sizes were surrounding him, each with its mouth wide open, eagerly waiting for him to feed them.

He lived in a dilapidated, leaky bungalow, while a group of elves opened their mouths, waiting to be fed.

Patchlitz was the most exaggerated; its tiny mouth opened so wide that it almost swallowed Lu Yuan whole.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan couldn't help but shudder.

He subconsciously reached out and touched the Six-Tailed Fox, who was curled up asleep with its tail tucked away at the head of the bed. The cold touch brought him back to reality.

"Phew... thank goodness it was just a dream, otherwise with so many mouths to feed, what would I do if we really went bankrupt!"

After letting out a sigh of relief, a phone call suddenly came in.

It was Xiao Lan calling.

Today she is diligently staying at her post.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Hey Lu Yuan, there's a beggar lying in front of the dojo." Xiao Lan's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"A beggar? Just give him some food as usual and send him away," Lu Yuan said dismissively.

“I did as I was told, but…” Xiao Lan replied somewhat at a loss, “But, that beggar said he was your father.”

"He's my dad? I'm his grandpa!" Lu Yuan roared and hung up the phone.

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