Lu Wuming knew from the very beginning that only Liu Buli was the one person who could truly comfort him. And indeed, after listening to Liu Buli's words, though he still felt a pang of sadness and a knot in his chest, he felt considerably better than before.
Pursing his lips, he continued in that same coaxing tone, "Actually, I'm a bit conflicted. I still really want to kill the Ghost King. But then I think, if I actually kill him, wouldn't that be playing into that woman's hands? I'd have done what she wanted me to do, and it would feel like I lost."
Liu Buli could understand his sentiment.
He let out a soft sigh and said to Lu Wuming, "You can't think like that. Try to see it from another perspective: do you want to kill him for that woman, or purely for yourself?"
Lu Wuming blinked.
What was it for, really?
After a moment of thought, he said, "I just feel that if I don't get rid of him, he'll definitely disrupt our interactions and our future. I don't want to be separated from you, Master, for any reason in the future. This time is already the last time I can accept. I don't want to go through the same thing again. And I don't want you to get hurt again. So..."
"So everything you want to do now is for yourself, for me, or rather, for us," Liu Buli said. "It has nothing to do with that woman. This is your own life. Once you understand this, you won't have so many unnecessary worries."
After hearing this explanation, Lu Wuming's mood had already improved by more than half. Quietly absorbing Liu Buli's words, he curved his lips, and his heart grew increasingly calm.
Liu Buli, on the other hand, sighed. "To leave you alone in a place I can't see, if you were bullied, I wouldn't know what to do. I can only comfort you with words, but honestly, I'd rather hug you and tell you not to worry so much. Even if no one else truly anticipated your arrival, at least I did. I anticipated your arrival and felt joy because of your existence. It's always been like this, and I think you should be able to feel it too."
Liu Buli's voice was incredibly gentle.
Listening to him, Lu Wuming couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through his heart, his nose and eyes prickling, feeling as though he might cry.
He knew Liu Buli was speaking the truth.
And it was precisely because of this that he felt even more fortunate, fortunate to have been given a second chance at life, to have met this person who was so incredibly important to him.
Knowing Lu Wuming's current state of mind, Liu Buli proactively avoided bringing up similar topics. Instead, he asked about other observations Lu Wuming had made there. Hearing this question, Lu Wuming withdrew his thoughts and diligently recounted the situation with Chu San to Liu Buli.
"If there's no special relationship between her and him, then her disguise ends there. She can't disguise her figure or voice, can she?" Liu Buli summarized Lu Wuming's account and then smiled with relief. "If that's the case, then we don't have to worry about her impersonating someone we know and suddenly appearing, causing us to turn on each other. After all, whether it's you and me, or Shen Muzhi and the others, we can all control our tempers. At least in this regard, we certainly won't act rashly and make mistakes."
Lu Wuming hummed in agreement.
Even though he didn't particularly like Shen Muzhi and the others, at least on this matter, he was willing to admit that those two had their merits.
Mulling over Liu Buli's words, Lu Wuming thought for a moment and recounted the Ghost King's words about seizing another's body. After finishing, he mumbled to himself, "I always feel like he really wants me to take Chu San's body. Logically, for these guys who use numbers as names, the smaller the number, the greater the Ghost King's regard for them. Chu San is already ranked quite high. But if I were willing, the Ghost King would even help me kill Chu San. I feel like something is wrong here, Master, do you know why?"
Of course, he knew why.
Perhaps he hadn't been entirely sure before, but after discussing it with You Siqi and now with Lu Wuming's words, Liu Buli didn't need any further evidence. He was certain that what the Ghost King desired was Lu Wuming's physical body.
He decided to tell Lu Wuming all their previous speculations. Although the matter sounded strange and terrifying, Liu Buli felt that as the person involved, Lu Wuming needed to be mentally prepared.
Perhaps because he hadn't thought highly of the Ghost King from the start, Lu Wuming didn't show much surprise upon hearing their conclusion.
He merely pondered for a moment and said, "He also said he could give me that sword. Should I not accept it?"
Liu Buli naturally understood which sword he was referring to, so without a second thought, he directly refused, "Unsolicited kindness often hides malice. He definitely doesn't just want to give you the sword; there will absolutely be a transaction involved in giving it to you. So no matter what he offers you, don't accept anything. Observe your surroundings more. Once I've finished dealing with things here, I'll come find you."
Lu Wuming had been thinking the same thing, so hearing Liu Buli's words, he naturally agreed wholeheartedly.
After talking with Liu Buli, Lu Wuming felt his mood had improved significantly. But humans are greedy creatures; once they hear a voice, they are no longer satisfied with just the voice.
They want more.
For instance...
Taking a deep breath, Lu Wuming responded in his heart once more, "Master, is there no way I can see you? Even in the consciousness world would be fine. I haven't seen your face in so many days. If possible, I'd even like to enter your dreams to see you. I want to hug you, to have you kiss me. Never mind... one kiss might not be enough. I want you to kiss me properly, and I want to do all sorts of things with you... Master, I miss you..."