Heroic Death System (Bl)

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In two days, Shang Ke had familiarized himself with the mansion and made a couple rounds of the surroundings. He recorded with an electronic map every building, store, and path nearby. After making sure he hadn't overlooked anything, he finally stopped his exploration and return to the villa. By that point, he had started to use the internet to gather information on anything he could, including the Yue Family.

Yue Family held a strong and reputable lineage, traceable back three hundred years. They were regarded highly by the Royal Family, and although they were not real nobility, they enjoyed the power and glory of a noble family. In the Empire, many cities had their own brand name and trade. The Yue Family had once been the richest and most influential out of all of these. But around a hundred years ago their family went into decline, in both politics and economics, and their power never recovered. However, a dying camel was still larger than a horse, so the Yue Family industry today was still rather widespread and influential.

It's just that compared to the Lu Family, Yue Family's position was significantly inferior. The Lu Family held hereditary nobility. Lu Xiufan's older brother, Lu Xiuqi, was the current Queen's husband, while he himself was conferred the title of Lord. His post was as an inspection official, in charge of supervising the bigshot Chancellor's words, actions and manners.

Compared to his title as Lord, his identity as the inspection official tended to instill the most fear into people. Forty percent of the Empire's officials were both close and distant to him, fifty percent wanted to kill him, and the final ten percent were heroically unafraid of death and wanted to bed him.

Shang Ke searched for Lu Xiufan's photograph, but all he could find were long-distance pictures of him, never any recent close-ups. He could roughly make out that he was tall and imposing-the first one to be taken note of, even when in a crowd.

After checking the time, Shang Ke discovered that it was midnight already. He decided to turn off the lights and head to bed.

In his semi-conscious state, he heard tidbits of sound coming from outside his door. Shang Ke opened his eyes and listened carefully for a while, before he got up from the bed and put on his coat, leaving the room.

"Master, I have already notified the doctor. He will be here in roughly ten minutes." In the living room, the butler Fei Lin was speaking respectfully to a luxuriously dressed, very tall man.

On the sofa next to them, there were two young men wearing uniforms and sitting still. One of them was covered in blood, his arm hastily bandaged. The other one was lying back against the sofa, his right foot apparently unable to move.

Fei Lin was just about to say something else when he caught a glimpse of Shang Ke leaving the corridor around the corner. He immediately called out to him, "Shang Ze, good timing. Come here and greet Master."

The man in front of Fei Lin turned around, his piercing gaze landing on Shang Ke.

Shang Ke looked at his handsome face and a familiar scent hit him.

It's him!

Shang Ke calmly faced him, nothing in his eyes hinting at his emotional state.

"Master, this is Shang Ze." Fei Lin went up to introduce him, "Shang Ze, this is..."

"Shang Ze?" Lu Xiufan's deep voice interrupted Fei Lin, his scrutinizing gaze running across his body, and he immediately asked, "Can you handle external injuries?"