Returning to his residence, Lu Yu changed his clothes and then lay in a bathtub filled with hot water, exhaling slowly, appearing utterly relaxed.
At this moment, surrounded by the hot water, Lu Yu felt completely at ease, while images from the tavern incident involuntarily resurfaced in his mind.
The scene of the cake exploding, releasing countless mini syringes, remained vividly clear in Lu Yu's mind, along with countless possibilities.
This time, who was the person targeting him?
Thinking of this, countless questions emerged instantly in Lu Yu's mind.
Everyone he had conflicts with had been dealt with by him, lacking the capability to pull off such a thing.
"Could it be them?"
Thinking of this, Lu Yu voiced his thoughts, and dark, bloody scenes flashed in his mind.
"No, it couldn't be them."
