Lu Zhen slowly made his way to his bedroom with a smile on his face.
As he walked through the passageway, he couldn't help but be amused. "I wonder what the higher being is thinking after getting outsmarted by me so miserably."
Lu Zhen looked at the passing servants who immediately prostrated themselves whenever he passed by, with a deep-seated fear in them the moment Lu Zhen glanced with his crimson gaze, as if he was a devil with reverence as well, though the fear was more dominant.
As if it was their instinctive fear towards him.
Even while Lu Zhen hid his aura fully, the weak-hearted would easily falter before him, with just a gaze from him, just his muscles spreading a kind of oppression that made everyone instinctively bow down toward him or instil fear in them.
