Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

"The traitor shouted loudly, but before he could make a move, a gunshot rang out, and the traitor fell to the ground dead. Commander Fu Zhouyang snorted coldly and left without any mercy."

"Okay! One more!"

Looking around, Pan Yang saw a teahouse. At the far north end of the teahouse, a storyteller was talking incessantly. It seemed to be set in the Republican era.

The storyteller took a sip of tea, opened his fan, and waved it: "To find out what happens next, please listen to the next episode."

"Oh dear." The guests below shook their heads, but they couldn't very well force them to stay.

The storyteller grinned and said, "Then the rest of the time will be in Young Master Wei's hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at Fan Yang.

No? What are you looking at me for? Do you want me to go up and tell stories?

Pan Yang looked at himself and realized that his attire was completely out of place in the teahouse. Everyone else was wearing long gowns or clothes made by their own families, while he was wearing a black vest, leather shoes, and suit pants, looking like a young master who had gone abroad to study.

Wow, what kind family has hired this young master who's studying abroad to tell stories?

Although Pan Yang had some complaints, he still went up, picked up the wooden board and slammed it on the table: "I don't know what to say either, why don't you use your imagination?"

The people below thought he was joking and burst into laughter. After a long while, one of them spoke up.

"Young Master Lu, I heard you just returned from studying abroad. What's it like out there?"

After thinking for a moment, Pan Yang said, "There are many countries outside, such as M, E, Y, and D. The people outside are similar to us, except that they speak different languages ​​and have different thoughts. Some of them are materialistic and some have malicious thoughts."

"Young Master Lu, what are they eating? Is it the same as what we're eating?" someone below asked.

"It must be the same. They eat fried dough sticks in the morning, steamed buns in the evening, and noodles for lunch." Pan Yang started talking nonsense.

"Young Master Lu, when do you think the war will end?"

Pan Yang looked at the person who asked the question, a young child: "It's time to end it. Peace will come when you grow up."

"Then I will work hard to grow taller, and I will study abroad and come back to China in the future! I will tell everyone what I have seen."

Pan Yang didn't reply. He glanced at the watch on the original owner's wrist—it was three in the afternoon. He knew he couldn't keep up this lie for more than a few hours. "I'm going to the outhouse," he said, and dashed out of the teahouse.

I found a relatively quiet alley and began to follow the plot.

This world does indeed have a background similar to the Republic of China era. The previous dynasty has just fallen, and the new government has not yet gained a foothold, so everything is quite chaotic.

The original owner's name was Lu Panyang. Her parents were wealthy businessmen and had some ability. She had an older sister named Lu Qinghe, who went abroad to study with the original owner for a few years before returning.

The original owner was lively and always liked to go to teahouses. He didn't care about the family business, but it didn't matter to him. His sister doted on him and his father liked him, which was enough for him to live a lifetime.

Unfortunately, this was not a peaceful era. People from country Y wanted to cooperate with the Lu family, but Lu's father disagreed. Soon after, troubles began to befall the Lu family, and the entire Lu family collapsed within days.

The government turned a blind eye and eventually fabricated a crime, which led to the complete demise of the Lu family. The original owner of the body couldn't accept the blow, became depressed and lost his mind, and was eventually executed.

The current timeline is when the original owner had just returned to China.

Mission: Protect the Lu family.

"Still running?" A voice came from the deepest part of the alley.

"Master Fu, I really didn't expect those people from the US to be so vicious. I was just bewitched!"

Upon hearing this title, Pan Yang suddenly recalled the storyteller's words when he first arrived.

Sure enough, the next second they heard 001's voice: "Hidden character Fu Zhouyang detected."

Now Pan Yang couldn't go any further. He arrived at the deepest part of the alley, where there was an open space. There he saw a man wearing a Zhongshan suit kneeling on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

Fu Zhouyang, dressed in military uniform and boots with a dark green cape, held a gun in his hand and casually looked at the person: "The thing I hate most in my life is a traitor."

Upon hearing this, the man panicked completely and gritted his teeth, pulling out a gun from his pocket. Unfortunately, Fu Zhouyang was faster than him, and a bloody hole appeared in the man's head, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Have you seen enough?" Fu Zhouyang's voice came.

Fan Yang was not surprised to be discovered, after all, he had not deliberately tried to hide.

Pan Yang shrugged and walked out, carefully examining Fu Zhouyang. He had to admit that the military uniform suited him very well, and even seemed to accentuate his waist.

Fu Zhouyang was a little puzzled when he saw Pan Yang, but he didn't show it. He remained nonchalant, but his voice carried a hint of threat: "Oh, it's Young Master Lu. What brings you here, Young Master Lu? There are plenty of thieves around now, so be careful not to get hurt."

"You're concerned about me?" Pan Yang blurted out, seemingly not understanding the other meaning behind his words at all, which left Fu Zhouyang speechless.

"Young Master Lu has just returned to the country and is unaware of the situation there. I just wanted to give you a heads-up." However, he reacted quickly and spoke up promptly.

So you still care about me.

"..." Fu Zhouyang was starting to doubt his life. This young master Lu must have left his brain outside the country when he went abroad: "Young master Lu is really joking."

"I'm not joking."

"..." Seeing that person speaking so earnestly, he had every right to fall into deep thought.

Fortunately, his subordinates arrived.

Jiang Sunan saw his commander and young master Lu leave together and bring people over. He waved his hand and ordered his men to carry the corpse away. "Commander, all the traitors have been dealt with."

Fu Zhouyang nodded: "We've increased patrols these past few days. If there's nothing else, Young Master Lu, I'll be leaving now."

"Wait a minute." Pan Yang called out to him, took out a bracelet from his pocket, and reached out to take Fu Zhouyang's left hand.

Fu Zhouyang did not resist, but merely narrowed his eyes and placed his right hand on the pistol at his waist.

Pan Yang slipped the bracelet onto his left wrist and nodded in satisfaction: "It's for you."

"Since it was given to me by Young Master Lu, I will naturally keep it safe." Fu Zhouyang glanced at the bracelet and then looked at Pan Yang, deliberately drawing out his words.

Pan Yang blinked: "A token of love."

A flash of shock crossed Fu Zhouyang's face, followed by a playful remark: "Young Master Lu is indeed someone who has returned from studying abroad; even his words are so open."

"Thank you for the compliment." As if oblivious to his sarcasm, Fan Yang stared at Fu Zhouyang and kissed him. "I am indeed open-minded, and I've taken a liking to you. See you later."

Fu Zhouyang's mind went completely blank. No one had ever dared to be so bold to him in his entire life. By the time he came to his senses, Huan Yang was already gone.

He wiped the spot where Pan Yang had kissed him, flicked his cloak, and turned around: "Let's go back."

This young master Lu is quite interesting.