When Young Master Lu saw that woman, half of his soul had already been frightened away. Hearing her call out "Lu Bangchui" suddenly made him shudder all over, even though his years of cultivation had ingrained some vigilance into his instincts. Still, he couldn't help but let out a groan from his throat.
How did she know?
She didn't call me Lu Xiujin, nor did she use the private name Lu Huaiyu that I had chosen for myself. Instead, she directly called me Lu Bangchui?
That was a nickname she gave me as a joke, and I intentionally acknowledged it, hypnotizing myself to only recognize this name just to guard against her Soul Calling Technique up close.
But with countless thoughts swirling in his head, none of them could provide an explanation. That groan slipping out made him instinctively feel something was terribly amiss.
