"Seventh Lord."
Lushen was startled. "Little Jiangjiang, it's you..." He forced a smile.
"What happened to you?" Chu Yujiang's questioning gaze swept over the noticeable bruise on his cheekbone.
Lushen's eyes flickered, and he pointed with a smile. "You mean this? It's nothing, just bumped into a wall accidentally, and it turned out like this. Maybe I've had a streak of bad luck lately, losing money in cards, getting something stuck in my teeth while drinking..." He tried to play it down, but his delivery lacked conviction. Chu Yujiang had spent enough time under Quan Hanting's thumb to recognize when someone was lying.
Moreover, Chu Yujiang had witnessed Lushen being tossed out like trash by Mingda's security guards just moments ago.
However, Chu Yujiang didn't expose the lie. He simply nodded and said, "Sixth Lord is in the car. Do you want to go over and say hello?"
