Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 427 - 385: Xian’er, I’m Coming!_3

Chapter 427: Chapter 385: Xian’er, I’m Coming!_3He was jealous of Lu Yuan’s father, but he was powerless against him, so he shifted all his resentment onto Lu Yuan.

He might even have had the same idea as the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion: to turn Lu Yuan into the sharpest blade in his hand and, one day, plunge it into that man’s chest.

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it seemed.

But Lu Yuan didn’t let him succeed. Instead, he perished on the blade he had personally sharpened.

This is what people mean by "deserved retribution" and "those who commit unjust deeds will eventually perish."

"So, your father really has the surname Lu?"

Meng Qianqian said.

On the ground, Liu Qingyun, who was drunk beyond recognition, suddenly perked up her ears.

That despicable man’s surname is Lu?

Wasn’t it Qin engraved on his jade pendant?

Liu Qingyun gritted her teeth, yanked off the silver hat from her head, sat upright, and snapped: "No wonder I couldn’t find that heartless man no matter how many years I

Miaojiang had plenty of mountain ranges, but the Miao King Village couldn’t possibly be this remote.

"Doesn’t seem like a shortcut,"

Lu Yuan said, "Looks more like another route."

"Another route?"

Meng Qianqian looked puzzled.

At this moment, Bai Yuwei also started to notice something was off: "A’Man, which road is this? It’s only been a few months since I left Miaojiang, but why don’t I recognize any of these paths anymore?"

A’Man lifted the curtain, glanced outside, shook her head, and said, "Miss, I’ve never taken this route."

Bai Yuwei leaned half her body out of the window, turning her gaze toward the Miao King, who was comfortably riding on his horse instead of sitting in the cozy carriage. She asked, "Grandfather, did we take the wrong road?"

The Miao King tightened his grip on the reins, puffed out his chest, and declared, "No, this is the right road!"

Bai Yuwei said, "But this isn’t the road to Miao King Village."

The Miao King replied, "Who said I’m heading back to Miao King Village?"

Bai Yuwei asked suspiciously, "Then where are we going?"

The Miao King lifted his chin: "Witch Mountain!"

At sunset, the group arrived at a tranquil Miao Village.

The Miao King dismounted, tossed his whip into Shang Wuyou’s arms, placed his hands on his hips, and burst into loud laughter!

"Ohohoho! Xian’er! I’m here——"