HRPM – Chapter 355 The First Clash of the Three Kings

At the time, he had dismissed it, because his Seventeenth Uncle had always been formidable. He had endured countless hardships on the battlefield without incident, so how could he possibly die at the hands of mere bandits?

He must have run into some trouble and temporarily gone into hiding.

But then his father suddenly told him that Jin Luoluo had gone along as well—and that she had disappeared together with his Seventeenth Uncle.

In that instant, shock, panic, anxiety, and even a faint trace of resentment surged through his heart. Even he himself had never realized just how much her disappearance mattered to him.

When had his dislike for Jin Luoluo transformed into such complicated emotions? It seemed like reluctance to part, like concern, like heartache.

Even toward Yang Ruoyao, he had never experienced feelings this complex and difficult to describe.

“So all of you have come to criticize me. Fine, fine—I made you worry, that’s my fault. My sins are grave, utterly unforgivable…”

Jin Luoluo pressed her palms together and nodded repeatedly like a little bobblehead.

“But this was only an accident. It’s really not worth dwelling on. Life can’t always be smooth sailing. If you never have an adventure or two, you’ll regret it when you’re old. It’s just like you men—if life is too ordinary, it becomes boring.”

Xiao Che’s comment: “Sophistry.”

Xiao Yu’s comment: “Willfulness.”

Only Jin Gungun wholeheartedly defended his daughter:

“Luoluo, life indeed shouldn’t be too peaceful, but one adventure is enough. Don’t put my heart through such tests again. I’m old now—I can’t take that kind of shock anymore.”

The dutiful daughter replied thoughtfully:

“Don’t worry, Dad. I understand. I won’t act rashly anymore. I promise I’ll only go on adventures when I’m fully equipped and have all the necessary safety measures in place.”

Countless black lines appeared on Jin Gungun’s forehead.

Catching sight of Xiao Luo sitting quietly to the side watching them, Jin Luoluo became indignant.

“By the way, Xiao Yu, you jinx, you’re being too much! Why didn’t you greet Prince Belly-Black first? Leaving him sitting there all alone must have made him feel terrible. You value beauty over your uncle—hmph, I despise you all.”

Xiao Yu awkwardly rubbed his nose, while Xiao Che walked directly over to Xiao Luo.

“Seventeenth Uncle, the bandits’ stronghold has been completely wiped out. Thank you for your hard work this time. You’ve done a great service for the court.”

Xiao Luo replied calmly,

“I usually have nothing to do anyway. I just treated it as some exercise for my muscles and bones—adding a little excitement to an otherwise dull life.”

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That’s all for today.