“Okay, you can start talking now.”

Fulmine fell silent for a moment. Did he really have to praise Lucian in front of the whole world?

Facing the Pangu Terminal camera that Lucian had thrust in his face, Fulmine finally gave in. After all, he couldn’t possibly beat Lucian…

Fulmine cleared his throat, “Ahem…”

“Hello, everyone. I’m Fulmine, the head of Wutherium Film under the Pioneer Association.”

“Although I’m with the Pioneer Association, the person I admire most is Mr. Lucian!”

“My admiration for Mr. Lucian is like the endless flow of a mighty river!”

“Or like the Coast of Anticipation flooding, unstoppable once it starts!”

“Hearing a single word from Lucian is worth ten years of study. When it comes to the most remarkable figures of past and present, none compare to Lucian!”

“To meet Mr. Lucian here is truly the greatest fortune of my life.”

“I’ll have to burn incense and honor my ancestors when I get home, thanking them for the virtue they’ve accumulated.”

“And I believe Mr. Lucian is a hundred times stronger than Calcharo, the strongest Resonator ever chosen by the Pioneer Association!!”

Fulmine closed his eyes after speaking, looking utterly devout.

But in reality, he didn’t dare face the camera, afraid the audience would see the guilt in his eyes.

While Fulmine genuinely admired Lucian, it wasn’t to the extent he had just described.

Aside from that last statement, most of what he said was somewhat insincere.

The reason he thought Lucian was stronger than Calcharo was because he had never seen Calcharo fight in person or on any forums.

Although the Pioneer Association named Calcharo the strongest Resonator, many people disagreed because he was too mysterious.

He was far less visible than Lucian, who was active on the forums.

[Autumn Water Without Ripples: Seriously, bro? How much did Lucian pay you? I’ll double it!]

[…Sorry, I forgot I’m broke…]

[Eternal Blaze: I think this gentleman is both right and wrong.]

[He’s right in that my husband does have such strength.]

[He’s wrong in that my husband’s strength cannot be fully expressed in words.]

[Vermilion Blossom: ?]

[Patroller Chixia: ?]

Rover was furious.

She was also watching the live stream on her Pangu Terminal, and seeing Counselor Changli so boldly claim ownership in the stream made her absolutely livid.

Rover stepped up to Lucian, turning the camera to face both herself and Lucian.

Then, with a loud smack, she planted a firm kiss on Lucian’s cheek with her pink lips.

Under Lucian’s bewildered expression, Rover smiled at the camera:

“Not bad. This lady, your husband tastes pretty good.”

[Eternal Blaze: ?]

[Jinhsi: ?]

[Patroller Chixia: ?]

[MayLightBeWithYou: Wow! I can watch this live stream again!]

Since arriving in Rinascita, Rover’s Speaker hadn’t been idle.

From the moment Lucian placed the Pangu Terminal into the Origin Beacon, it had silently infiltrated Rinascita’s public Pangu Terminals, embedding its own program.

As a result, the live stream, originally set to “invisible,” could no longer be manually hidden.

[MayLightBeWithYou: Wait! Isn’t Mr. Lucian Miss Rover’s husband?]

[Your relationships are so complicated… I need to sort this out…]

Zani, also holding her Pangu Terminal, saw Phoebe’s comment and speculated, “Maybe Jinzhou is just that open of a place.”

“It’s completely the opposite extreme of our closed-off Ragunna City.”

[FirstMate’sLackey: Hey, hey, hey—don’t say things like that!]

[GloryDemandsMore: Speech in Ragunna City is free—of course, only for members of the Order of the Deep.]

[Traffic Light Light Light: I’ve been to Ragunna City before, and yeah, they’ve got a ton of messy rules…]

[Some Unknown Troupe-Tina: Down with the Order of the Deep! Down with the Order of the Deep!]

[Pero: I can help everyone too. I have an Energy Firecracker Gun that can blast the Order of the Deep away with one shot…]

[FirstMate’sLackey: Haha, looks like everyone’s pretty fed up with the Order of the Deep.]

[MayLightBeWithYou: You’re not allowed to slander the Order of the Deep like that!]

[Patroller Chixia: Hold on, who’s that white-haired woman who just spoke on camera?]

Zani, hearing this, stepped back into the frame, “Hello, I’m Mr. Lucian’s guide. Patroller Chixia, please don’t misunderstand.”

[Patroller Chixia: Are you really just an ordinary guide? Who has a guide that good-looking?]

Zani: “…Thank you for the compliment.”

[Patroller Chixia: ?]

Rover crossed her arms firmly, “Chixia, rest assured. With me here, no woman in Rinascita will get within a step of Lucian!”

[Patroller Chixia: Then how did Yinlin get close to Lucian?]

Rover: “?”

It had to be said, Chixia’s diversion tactic was brilliant.

She’d deftly shifted the blame onto Yinlin.

Meanwhile, Yinlin, who was lurking in the live stream, was left speechless.

[Unknown User: I believe Lucian is indeed all about pure love—for every beautiful girl, that is.]

[Vermilion Blossom: Lucian’s really done it all, huh? Tonight, I’m definitely entering the Sonoro Sphere to teach him a lesson!]

Rover’s expression darkened, “Is stealing him away so blatant now?”

[Patroller Chixia: Sonoro Sphere? What’s the Sonoro Sphere?]

Seeing Chixia’s comment, everyone tacitly fell silent.

[All Things Flourish: Does Lucian want any gifts?]

In the pavilion, Chixia looked at Yangyang beside her in disbelief:

“Yangyang! What’s wrong with you!?”

Yangyang’s face flushed slightly, a rare occurrence, as she said sheepishly, “Lucian probably misses us too.”

“I was just thinking, since we’re writing him a letter, why not send it with a gift?”

“That way, he’ll be reminded of home and keep Jinzhou in his heart.”

Chixia, suspicious, asked, “Is that so?”

“But that’s actually a good idea. Let me think… what does Lucian like the most?”

[Jade Coral Appraiser: If you ask me, you might as well pack yourselves up and send yourselves over.]

Lucian’s eyes lit up, and he gave the first like of the day, “Youhu, looks like I didn’t give you that Lightcrusher for nothing.”

[Jade Coral Appraiser: Hehe, just remember to bring back some treasures when you return!]

Rover said coldly, “You can pack all you want; I’ll refuse delivery.”

[MayLightBeWithYou: A gift? Mr. Lucian probably likes white stockings the most, right?]

[InkAndVermilion: How do you know that?]

[MayLightBeWithYou: Huh?]

Phoebe, who was hiding in the shadows watching the live stream, blushed.

As a priestess of the Order of the Deep, she couldn’t exactly admit to having sent out white stockings.

A cool breeze blew by, and she couldn’t help but rub her smooth, faintly pink thighs.

Since she usually always wore white stockings, her legs still felt oddly bare without them…

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