The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 870 - 869: This is My Original Creation, Lu Mian

Chapter 870: Chapter 869: This is My Original Creation, Lu Mian

Lu Beihua took a pill and picked up his cup. He had just taken a sip of water when the temperature shocked him.

It was too hot.

He spit the water out and dry-swallowed the Nourishing Elixir.

The capsule blocked his throat for a moment, making him feel a bit uncomfortable.

With his actions, he made it clear to Lu Yutian that there was no need to check!

Lu Yutian: ...

"I’m heading upstairs." Lu Beihua didn’t say anything more and got up to leave.

"Grandpa!" Lu Yutian hurriedly followed him for a few steps. "There’s one more thing. Brother’s so-called ’god-sister’..."

Lu Yutian brought up this matter mainly to subtly suggest that the old man intervene.

The word "sister" carried a lot of weight for the Yun Family.

And precisely because the Yun Family favored girls, Yun Sang had always wanted a sister. This was why she resolutely applied to Jinjing from O Continent this time.

Not to seek refuge, but merely to reconnect sibling bonds with Yun Sang, hoping he would become her right-hand in the future rather than a rival.

At the start, she had been pretty certain, full of confidence that Yun Sang would treat her like a real sister, holding her in the palm of his hand.

But now...

Lu Beihua turned back to look at her, his cloudy eyes still holding a hint of authority.

"That’s his freedom."

Lu Yutian: ...

Afterward, the old man returned to his room, and Xiaoyang escorted Lu Yutian out. "Miss, don’t take it to heart. It’s probably just a coincidence with the eldest young master."

"Mm, I know." Lu Yutian smiled softly. To be honest, it was mostly just coincidence.

One could only say Yun Sang had good luck, making friends who proved valuable.

"Miss, would you like my father to look into this ’god-sister’?"

"Uncle Yang already looked into it; there’s nothing to be found."

Xiaoyang was slightly startled.

Lu Yutian chuckled faintly with an ambiguous expression. She got into the car and promptly left.

6v7...

Yun Sang’s attitude had made her take this girl much more seriously.

Yutian didn’t know the girl’s real name. She only knew she was called 6v7—a name that flashed through the VIP area a couple of times.

Since Uncle Yang had been unable to find out any information, she would have to think of alternative ways to investigate.

——

Wucheng.

Headmaster Zhang and Old Su were having dinner together when the Nourishing Elixir was brought up.

Anything related to Lu Mian always piqued their interest.

Old Su had learned about the situation at the Jinjing auction house and shared it with Headmaster Zhang, who was so shocked he couldn’t even finish chewing his meal.

That bottle of medicine was worth this much?!

Lu Mian went all out with his gestures?!

Once Headmaster Zhang snapped out of it, he anxiously rushed home. Taking advantage of the fact no one was around, he locked up his 726 Nourishing Elixir capsules in the safe.

Sixteen million—perhaps even more than that!

Of course, this couldn’t just be his own little secret. Later that afternoon during class, he acted like he was conducting an inspection and headed to the physics office.

Ding Cai was grading papers, while Wan Lin was sorting various post-graduation matters for the students. Both of them were in the office.

The freshman class had recently held a physics quiz, and Ding Cai was holding a red pen in one hand and blood pressure medication in the other, looking rather heavy-hearted.

The other teachers in the office didn’t look much better.

They all seemed distraught about their students’ grades.

The office was filled with sighs of frustration.

Ding Cai casually picked up the Nourishing Elixir on his desk and handed it to the teacher at the neighboring desk. "What say you, want a health supplement? I won’t hand out my blood pressure medication, but we can share these Nourishing Elixirs instead."

The teachers thanked him and each took a capsule—they could honestly use some supplementation themselves.

Ding Cai placed the bottle back on his desk, appearing rather generous. "If you feel like having one later, just come pick it up yourself."

For him, health supplements had no effect; he needed actual medication.

"Alright, thanks, Teacher Ding!"

Headmaster Zhang happened to walk by the door just in time to overhear Ding Cai’s words. He immediately hurried in.

"Teacher Ding, come with me for a moment!"

"Headmaster Zhang?"

Ding Cai followed him out hesitantly but soon returned, pinching his philtrum, and promptly reversed his earlier generosity by taking back all the Nourishing Elixir capsules he had handed out to his colleagues.

The entire bottle held twenty-four capsules, each worth around sixty thousand yuan!

More importantly, it had miraculous effects for strengthening the body and aiding repair!

Ding Cai was rendered speechless by the revelation and tightly locked the Nourishing Elixir away in his desk drawer.

The teachers: ...

They hadn’t had the chance to take the pills yet but were thoroughly disgusted by Ding Cai’s abrupt behavior.

Wan Lin leaned closer with curiosity, asking, "Old Ding, what happened?"

Ding Cai’s eyes darted around uncomfortably. He patted the drawer with a shaky motion. "This thing... one capsule could buy you a house!"

Wan Lin: !!!

——

Lu Mian received a call from Shen Yixin.

She didn’t have many dealings with Shen Yixin—most of them revolved around her music scores.

And this time was no exception. Shen Yixin called about the same subject. "Miss Lu, someone has approached me about your compositions again. They’re hoping to get a license."

"... No license granted." Lu Mian remained decisively firm.

Shen Yixin had expected as much. "Alright, I’ll inform them. But I suspect that Miss Lu will bother me about this again."

"Miss Lu?" Lu Mian asked casually.

"Oh, it’s a girl named Lu Xinnuan. Somehow, she managed to get my contact information and asked me to inquire about it for her. But after hearing her speak, I noticed her tone didn’t match your music style at all."

Shen Yixin didn’t know about the relationship between Lu Xinnuan and Lu Mian and casually made a few remarks.

On the other end of the line, Lu Mian bristled at the mention of Lu Xinnuan’s name, her tongue pressing against the roof of her mouth—an instant surge of irritation.

"Tell her the song is my original work, and tell her to get lost as far away as possible," Lu Mian responded coldly.

Shen Yixin: ...

What was wrong with this Miss Lu?

Why the sudden outburst of emotion?

"Okay, okay, I understand. Don’t get worked up," Shen Yixin reassured her.

Lu Mian wasn’t angry, though—she was just exasperated by certain people who clung to her like shadows!

Annoying!

"Miss Shen." To avoid further harassment from Lu Xinnuan or Fu Man, Lu Mian decisively added, "About the street performer you mentioned last time, La Ge—I’ve met him. Can you reach out on my behalf and give him permission to perform the song?"

"?"

Shen Yixin was completely caught off guard; she had assumed Lu Mian didn’t value anyone’s requests.

After all, many renowned industry professionals had approached her for copyright, only to face her icy refusals. Yet here she was, authorizing a relatively unknown artist...

Recalling the young man singing on the street, Shen Yixin immediately agreed. "Alright, I’ll handle it. He’ll definitely be thrilled."

——

Lu Xinnuan quickly received a response from Shen Yixin.

Shen Yixin relayed Lu Mian’s exact words to her.

After hanging up, Lu Xinnuan exploded with anger.

Lu Mian again!

Why was it always Lu Mian?

When did she learn composition?

And why did she seem to be everywhere?

Lu Xinnuan had never known that Lu Mian possessed this skill. And the most infuriating part was—the song she had set her eyes on and loved turned out to be Lu Mian’s original work.

She felt as if she had swallowed a fly—utterly disgusted.

Even if she didn’t use this song herself, she would never turn to Lu Mian again!

Even if Lu Mian begged her to use it in the future, she wouldn’t!