Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei, Starting as a Seeker of the Law

"I am here, I have always been here."

With the sound of flushing water, Lu Mingze walked out of a toilet stall with his usual smile on his face.

But Lu Mingfei had already checked all the toilet stalls, and all of them were confirmed to be empty.

He strolled leisurely to the sink, pretended to wash his hands, and dried them with a square towel, his movements elegant and composed, as if the person being glared at by Lu Mingfei was not him at all.

Lu Mingfei's lips twitched slightly, and he retorted, "You... crawled out of the sewers?"

"Does it matter?" the boy asked casually, folding the wet handkerchief neatly.

"Do you know why I'm looking for you?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"You're putting me in a difficult position. I don't know." The boy waved his handkerchief, folded into a square, as if raising a small white flag of surrender, his eyes innocent and pitiful.

"But you should know!"

Looking into those eyes, Lu Mingfei felt a sudden tenderness in his heart, but he tensed up and forced himself to adopt a strong posture.

"This is very important to me!"

Innate supernatural powers are extremely important to those who seek the Dharma. They not only manifest the seeker's talent but also indicate the limits of the heights they can reach in the future.

One's innate supernatural power is the manifestation of the seeker's soul, and there can only be one. Lu Mingfei has never heard of anyone having two innate supernatural powers.

Don't you see that even his cheap master, Jiang Mingzi, who is a celestial lord, only has one?

But now he has two.

He didn't think he had any extra talent compared to his cheap master that could cause such a big difference.

The only explanation is the so-called dragon bloodline in his body, and the Lu Mingze in his spiritual vision.

"Brother, do you know what mistletoe is?"

Lu Mingze suddenly changed the subject, his expression becoming formal and serious, his golden eyes looking at Lu Mingfei through the mirror.

"That parasitic plant?" Lu Mingfei wasn't very good at biology, but he had seen this kind of thing in the woods at school; its green leaves stood out conspicuously against the dry trees in winter.

"That's right." The boy nodded slightly. "It is a semi-parasitic plant that absorbs water and inorganic salts from its host to live. It is semi-parasitic because it has chloroplasts and can perform photosynthesis on its own."

"Are you saying you're a parasite like that thing?" Lu Mingfei asked, "Parasitically inside my body?"

Faced with his question, Lu Mingze did not answer it, but instead continued to speak softly to himself:

"Since the Middle Ages, it has been considered an amulet, believed to ward off bad luck when hung in a house and to be used for dream interpretation when placed under a pillow. However, in Norse mythology, it was the weapon used to kill Baldr, the god of light."

Baldr foresaw his own death, and for his safety, his mother Frigga made all things in the world swear not to harm Baldr, but she forgot mistletoe.

Because it is so small, so small that no one would even think it could hurt anyone.

Lu Mingze turned to look at Lu Mingfei, his gaze upwards carrying an emotion that Lu Mingfei himself couldn't quite define. A slight smile appeared on his face.

For some reason, Lu Mingfei always felt that there was a deep sadness in his smile.

It has been a source of sorrow for thousands of years.

"So...you should answer my question." Lu Mingfei pursed his lips, unmoved.

Lu Mingze suddenly smiled, a very bright smile.

"Brother, you're really different now." Then he changed the subject, "Didn't I already give you the answer you wanted?"

As a mistletoe, it parasitizes large trees, growing by relying on them, but it is also independent, neither hindering the growth of the tree itself nor interfering with or affecting anything else.

Just like you and me, like mistletoe and the great tree, the World Tree is my innate power, but it also belongs to you; we are one.

His voice carried a feeling that Lu Mingfei could hardly describe.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment. What was this? Was this some kind of "two-person rider" filming location?

He's not a detective, yet he encounters a highly intelligent tech genius who pulls him aside and asks, "Detective, do you want to fall into the abyss with me?"

Dude, how many times have they met already? How do you manage to say such thick, romantic novel lines without batting an eye?

Lu Mingfei really wanted to treat the boy's words as a cheesy scene from a cheap romance novel and let it go in one ear and out the other.

But he couldn't do it.

The World Tree existing within his body was like a pinned announcement on a game screen that couldn't be closed, standing starkly across his consciousness, proclaiming the credibility of the other party's words.

"But why........"

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth, wanting to ask something but feeling unable to say it.

He wanted to ask why the other party possessed innate supernatural powers, why he was able to control those powers, and why it had to be him.

A pair of hands touched his face—it was Lu Mingze, who walked up to Lu Mingfei.

"Because we share the same goal, you will eventually ascend that lonely throne and bring revenge to the whole world, so please use it to your heart's content."

Our collective strength.

Lu Mingfei blinked. The boy was no longer in the bathroom. It was as if everything that had just happened was a hallucination. But then the boy's voice sounded like a reminder, like a demon from hell, clearly ringing in his ears.

"I will wait for you at the ends of the earth, brother."

The voice was very soft but very close, as if it were right next to his ear.

"Beep...beep beep"

Lu Mingfei's body tensed up suddenly, and at that moment, his cell phone in his pocket started vibrating and ringing.

Lu Mingfei took out his phone and saw Lao Tang's name on it. The call was connected, and an excited voice immediately entered his ears.

"Mingming, help! Something terrible has happened!"

"What's going on?" Lu Mingfei rushed out, charging straight into the stairwell and crashing upwards.

Su Daqiang's office is located on the 16th floor of the building. Taking the elevator is too slow. With Lu Mingfei's physical condition, he can reach Lao Tang's place much faster.

"Someone is waiting for us here. He said he's from some kind of Kassa Academy."

Old Tang clutched the phone receiver, cold sweat beading on his forehead. A middle-aged man sat opposite him, silently watching him make the call, offering no attempt to stop him. Only after Old Tang finished speaking did the man calmly offer a suggestion:

"It's Kassel College, you missed a word."

"Yes, yes, Kassel College," Old Tang corrected on the phone, "He said they would take over the investigation."

When Old Tang heard the news, his heart sank. Being taken on meant that the remaining $100,000 payment was gone!

Actually, not getting the money isn't unacceptable—after all, the 100,000 yuan incentive bonus is already in hand, so leaving now isn't a loss.

It wouldn't be bad to treat this mission as a trip.

However, things weren't that simple. According to the man in front of him, because he had reported "mission accomplished," he had to cooperate in "assisting with the investigation."

Just kidding, with that image in his mind, how could he dare to follow it directly?

"Hey, Mingming?"

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei on the other end of the phone stopped talking. Old Tang started to panic. Could it be that his brother found things troublesome and abandoned him?

He doesn't know anyone in this city.

"I have arrived."

The sound came through the microphone.

The next moment, the door was kicked open.