[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-lord-of-the-proles":3,"chapter-lord-of-the-proles-lord-of-the-proles-chapter-91":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Lord of the Proles",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2290389,4478,"Chapter 91: Uninvited Guest","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-91",91,"\u003Cp>Green Water Bay, Lu Family Manor, dungeon, 11 p.m.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan sat inside the prison cell, facing Lu Dongjun, Lu Dongliang’s younger brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiaolan, first tell Uncle Er how you ended up at the He family’s old mansion,” Lu Dongjun said with a gentle smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan shook her head: “I only told my father. Why hasn’t he come to see me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Dongjun sighed: “Xiaolan, your father heard some rumors and has a misunderstanding with you. I’m here now to help clear it up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan turned her head away, refusing to acknowledge Lu Dongjun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhuo Yuling entered the cell, frowned at Lu Xiaolan, and scolded: “Xiaolan, don’t be disrespectful. Whatever Uncle Er asks, you answer honestly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom…” Seeing Zhuo Yuling, Lu Xiaolan’s eyes turned red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good child, I believe you. Tell Uncle Er everything truthfully,” Zhuo Yuling draped a coat over Lu Xiaolan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dungeon guard thought this violated protocol, but a mother putting a coat on her daughter—he said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan sniffled, adjusted her tone, and spoke to Lu Dongjun:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I boarded the train with He Jiaqing. I was originally in the same carriage, but he said he had to step out right after boarding and never returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I went looking for him and found many He family members on the train, all with cultivation bases above Level Five—they were clearly there to protect He Jiaqing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the attendants constantly moving about, I had no chance to kill He Jiaqing. So I activated my backup plan: I derailed the train.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was one of Lu Dongjun’s most pressing questions: “How did you derail the train?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan paused, then said: “Fifty minutes after departure, the train passes a junction. One track is still active; the other was abandoned recently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The switchman on duty that night was my spy, planted for three years. I ordered him to divert the train onto the abandoned track. The rails broke, the train derailed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attendants were busy rescuing people, and the He family members were slow to react—I seized the chance, found He Jiaqing, and struck hard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Dongjun stared in shock: “You little brat—you’ve not only angered the He family, you’ve angered the Waizhou Society too. How dare you target a train?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan looked up at Lu Dongjun: “Whether I angered Waizhou Society can wait. But the matter of angering the He family must be clarified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uncle Er, I ask you—if Father ordered me to kill He Jiaqing, why is he now afraid of offending the He family? If we’ve already broken ties, why make me take the blame?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Dongjun pressed his lips together: “The situation was different then. We all thought He Haiqin was dying. No one expected him to suddenly recover…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan, tears in her eyes, said: “When the He family runs into trouble, you pin it on me? Doesn’t the Lu family aim to rule all of Puluozhou? Is this all you’ve got—pushing a woman out as a scapegoat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Dongjun had no reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhuo Yuling snapped: “Xiaolan, don’t speak recklessly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long silence, Lu Dongjun asked again: “Then why did you go to the He family’s old mansion?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan wiped her tears: “He Jiaqing didn’t die. I didn’t think he was that tough. After I ambushed him, he was unconscious—but Li Banfeng called him and woke him up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s strong. In just a few moves, he shattered all the hooks I’d set up outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, I don’t know what magic treasure he used—he shoved me, and I flew through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I flew for a long time. When I stopped, I was inside the He family’s old mansion. I tried to escape, but I couldn’t. The mansion had a spirit guardian. I was trapped for months, surviving by eating cats, weasels, and rats.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, Lu Xiaolan couldn’t hold back another sob.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Dongjun had no heart to comfort her—he was pondering the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He Jiaqing shoved Xiaolan and sent her to the He family’s old mansion, while sending himself back to his dorm. Does he really possess such a powerful magic treasure?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhuo Yuling asked beside him: “Dongjun, have you ever seen such a magic treasure?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Dongjun shook his head: “Never. I doubt even Brother Da has. Xiaolan, tell Uncle Er—did you fly back along the railway line?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan shook her head: “The train had already gone off-track. That section of rail had reached its end. I didn’t fly back along the railway.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Dongjun found this even stranger: “If you didn’t fly along the railway, how did you cross the regional borders?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without special means, borders are impassable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan shook her head: “I don’t know. I truly don’t know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Dongjun suspected Lu Xiaolan wasn’t telling the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiaolan, tell me honestly—where is the Xuan Sheng Honglian?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With Li Banfeng.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How did it end up in his hands?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan recounted: “The day before I left school, He Jiaqing borrowed my necklace. It’s a magic treasure that grows a false skin—this skin can mimic a familiar person’s body, face, and voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Jiaqing used my necklace to impersonate Li Banfeng and stored the Xuan Sheng Honglian in the school’s supermarket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After he borrowed it, I secretly followed him. I saw it with my own eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The supermarket’s storage lockers are unusual—they contain a magic treasure of extremely high level. That locker can’t be broken by force. I don’t know what treasure it is or who left it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Jiaqing’s trick was brilliant. Only he knew where the Xuan Sheng Honglian was hidden. Only Li Banfeng’s face could open the locker.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, without consent from both He Jiaqing and Li Banfeng, no one could open the locker—unless they had Lu Xiaolan’s necklace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Dongjun believed Lu Xiaolan was telling the truth, because she indeed possessed this magic treasure. He had tested it himself—he could perfectly mimic Lu Dongliang’s appearance, and as long as the false skin remained intact, no flaw could be detected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Dongjun said: “Then why didn’t you use your necklace to go straight to the locker and retrieve the Xuan Sheng Honglian?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan continued: “I thought of it. But He Jiaqing refused to return it, claiming he lost it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I ambushed He Jiaqing, I snatched the necklace back. Just then, Li Banfeng called. Until the moment He Jiaqing flung me away, the call never ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I panicked. In desperation, I sensed He Jiaqing’s phone, trying to attach a Shunfeng’er to it—but I accidentally attached it to Li Banfeng’s phone instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through his call, I heard movements: I learned He Jiaqing went to the hospital, He Haisheng went too, and Anxing Bureau agents found Li Banfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I knew Li Banfeng was mentally unstable and had a deep bond with He Jiaqing. I used this to lure him to Yaowang Gou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I told him to bring the Xuan Sheng Honglian and exchange it for my release from the mansion’s spirit. But I didn’t know how he escaped the mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s a cultivator, and his level isn’t low. The Xuan Sheng Honglian is still with him. I don’t know where he went, but without a road pass, he can’t leave Yaowang Gou.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing Lu Xiaolan’s account, Lu Dongjun’s expression turned grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still didn’t fully trust her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A storage locker in your school contains a magic treasure—and it can’t be opened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan nodded: “That supermarket isn’t an ordinary place.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who exactly is this Li Banfeng? An Anxing Bureau agent? Or a disciple of some gang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan shook her head: “He’s nothing. He’s just a bastard with no father or mother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she said “bastard,” Lu Xiaolan clenched her teeth hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Dongjun frowned: “I don’t understand. If Li Banfeng isn’t Anxing Bureau, and not from any gang—where did he get a road pass? Without one, how did he buy a ticket, board the train, and reach Yaowang Gou?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t tell me you bought that ticket for him. You were trapped in the mansion—no one could contact you. How could you have bought him a ticket?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this string of questions, Zhuo Yuling grew anxious. If Lu Xiaolan couldn’t explain the ticket, no one would believe her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan’s explanation: “That ticket was bought in advance by He Jiaqing. Why he bought it for Li Banfeng, why he chose that train—I don’t know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I saw the ticket info on his phone, and that’s how I tricked Li Banfeng onto the train and to Yaowang Gou.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Dongjun shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Lu Xiaolan’s demeanor, she seemed to be telling the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her story sounded utterly absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Jiaqing bought Li Banfeng a ticket in advance?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did he want Li Banfeng to go to Yaowang Gou?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he predict his own downfall?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan stared at Lu Dongjun with despair: “Uncle Er, you don’t believe me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiaolan, I’ll tell your father everything you’ve said. Whether he believes you—I can’t guarantee. Rest well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Lu Dongjun rose and left the cell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhuo Yuling looked at Xiaolan and sighed softly: “Xiaolan, don’t be afraid. Your father won’t wrong you. Sleep now. I’ll come see you tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhuo Yuling left too. Lu Xiaolan still wore the coat she’d been given.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She touched the coat, and again heard her mother’s voice: “Xiaolan, don’t be afraid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t an illusion or imagination—Lu Xiaolan truly heard Zhuo Yuling’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coat carried a hook—a Shunfeng’er hook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaolan clutched the coat and listened carefully. Soon, she heard her mother again: “Your father wants the Honglian. As long as he hasn’t found it, he won’t harm you. He doesn’t even know if it’s still on you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I kill Li Banfeng first, your father will never find the Honglian again. I’ll find a way to get you out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Detective Daboyens arrived at Ligou, walked along Pai Fang Street, and entered Feng’s General Store.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shopkeeper Feng greeted him with a smile: “What can I help you with?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daboyens lowered his voice: “I’d like to buy some elixirs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shopkeeper Feng raised an eyebrow: “You’ve come to the wrong place. This is a general store.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t refuse to sell elixirs—but he wouldn’t sell them lightly to strangers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daboyens smiled: “Zhang Liuze of San Ying Gate recommended me. He said your elixirs are of excellent quality.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Liuze was Shopkeeper Feng’s friend and had indeed bought elixirs here before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this connection, Feng no longer doubted him. He handed the front counter to Chunsheng and led Daboyens to the back room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After brewing tea, Feng asked: “What type of elixir are you seeking?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She Ban Dan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How many do you want?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“May I see the quality first?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shopkeeper Feng produced one She Ban Dan. Daboyens examined it, nodded, and said: “High quality. Name your price.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fifty thousand per pill.” Feng the Shopkeeper had sold Snake-Speckled Pills before; his usual price was sixty thousand, but since the buyer was a stranger, he asked for thirty thousand extra to see how the buyer would counteroffer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darboyns made no counteroffer: “Though expensive, the pill’s quality is indeed excellent. I’ll take it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How many do you want?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Twenty pills.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Twenty pills for three hundred thousand—that’s a big sale.” Feng the Shopkeeper gave the buyer a meaningful look; such a large transaction, he would not accept credit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darboyns pulled out a check from his pocket and wrote the amount: “Send your clerk to BaoCang Bank to cash it. When the money arrives, I’ll collect the pills.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Straightforward!” Feng the Shopkeeper handed the check to Chunsheng. Less than half an hour later, Chunsheng returned with three hundred thousand Huan Kingdom notes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cash for goods—Feng the Shopkeeper found a wooden box, sealed the pills inside, and handed them to Darboyns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darboyns was satisfied and asked: “I have a friend who wants to buy some Xuanchi Pills. Do you have any in stock?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng the Shopkeeper nodded: “We have Xuanchi Pills too. How many does your friend want?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darboyns held up two fingers: “Also twenty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng the Shopkeeper frowned slightly: “Twenty? Are you certain? Each Xuanchi Pill is priced at two hundred fifty thousand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This price was rather high—Feng the Shopkeeper was testing the buyer’s resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darboyns smiled: “As long as the quality is good, I won’t haggle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng the Shopkeeper nodded: “Good. We don’t have that many on hand, but I can inquire for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fair enough. I’ll come back in a couple of days. I’ll wait for your reply.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darboyns left the general store. After walking two steps, he met a foreigner on the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps noticing Darboyns’s refined attire, the foreigner approached him: “Sir, I’m here for the first time in Yaowang Gou and want to buy some medicine. Do you know where the apothecaries are?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darboyns sized up the foreigner, then smiled: “Apothecaries are everywhere in Yaowang Gou. What illness are you trying to treat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The foreigner rolled up his sleeve, revealing a dense rash across his arm: “I’ve developed a strange pustule rash. I don’t know what medicine would help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darboyns frowned and stepped back two paces, pointing to the end of Paifang Street: “Andetang Apothecary has an excellent resident physician. Go see him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you very much.” The foreigner tipped his hat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need for courtesy.” Darboyns tipped his hat in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Thanks to Xueshan Yuanfeng2005.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One more chapter before going VIP—for Salala’s sincerity, and for the support of all my lords—please open the VIP chapter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2242,"2026-06-20T03:43:13.043Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","73870cc939744e9d491815a7c4f278647ff0a546a71bf6f0d8c33adefc8c9d24","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-92","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-90",863,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flord-of-the-proles-cover.jpg"]