Jujutsu: Eight Magical Skills At The Beginning, Admission Is A Special Level

Chapter 16: Before the hush money had even warmed up, the person lost their memory.

The next day, Wei Mao received an invitation with a serious expression on his face.

It was just a matter of climbing up a relative, but even the prefect had been invited, which was a bit excessive.

Wei Mao felt that there was more to this matter than just establishing a relationship.

And...

Wei Mao looked at Lu Bei's name on the invitation and was momentarily puzzled. What did it mean for Zhu Ting to invite Lu Bei to Bright Moon Tower? Could it be that they needed more people to make up the numbers?

Wei Mao didn't understand, but still chose to attend the banquet. He couldn't ignore the face of the prefect. He informed his superior, the county magistrate, and arrived at Bright Moon Tower at the agreed time.

Bright Moon Tower was located on the bustling main street, and most of the customers were wealthy merchants. As a well-known banquet venue in the area, reservations were required for dining.

The century-old shop had such rules, and no one could bypass them.

Except for the prefect.

The attitude of the shopkeeper was clear. Breaking the rules had nothing to do with the prefect; it was purely out of respect for him.

Lu Bei followed Wei Mao to the banquet and met the prefect, who had climbed to a high position through his own efforts, in a private room on the second floor.

He had an elegant and refined demeanor, a middle-aged man.

Wei Mao apologized with three cups of tea instead of wine, as he was going to the military camp the next day. Zhu Ting didn't mind and said he was unwell, so they switched to tea.

After three rounds of tea, Zhu Ting made an invitation, saying that he had found a singer in the adjacent room and invited Lu Bei to appreciate it.

Lu Bei was familiar with this scene. Today's protagonists were Zhu Ting and Wei Mao, who had secret matters to discuss and needed to clear the room.

He nodded at Wei Mao and followed Zhu Ting to the next room. What caught his eye was another table of food, but to his disappointment, there was not even a ghost behind the semi-transparent screen.

"Brother Lu, don't be polite. Come, let's have a few drinks first."

"I'll pass on the alcohol."

Lu Bei waved his hand. "I can't handle much alcohol, just two or three cups. Let's get down to business!"

Where's the singer? Hurry and call someone!

"Alright, let's get straight to the point."

Zhu Ting applauded and opened the food box in the center of the table, slowly pushing it towards Lu Bei.

Inside the food box was a stack of silver bills. Although there was no fragrance, the color was excellent, and both the denomination and quantity were tempting.

"Brother Lu, this dish is called 'Knowing One's Own Wealth.' Please enjoy it!" Zhu Ting said solemnly.

"???"

Lu Bei was confused and exclaimed that he had learned something. So this was how they ate in a world with spiritual energy.

If only he had known earlier, he wouldn't have wasted his time refining pills. It would have been better to eat out every day!

"Brother Lu, how is it? Is the dish not enough?" Zhu Ting asked.

"It's not that it's not enough, it's just too filling."

Lu Bei was full of doubts and was about to ask, but after thinking about it, he decided to pack the delicious food and then asked, "Young Master Ke, I can't accept such wealth without any merit. To be honest, I can't help much if the prefect wants to win over my cousin. He is a principled person."

"Hahaha, little brother, you have a sense of humor. I understand what you mean. The past is like smoke, blown away by the wind. Nothing ever happened," Zhu Ting nodded repeatedly, secretly thinking that Zhu Ting was too worried. The spy had been a bit greedy, but he was still a decent person.

That's right, before the hush money had even warmed up, the person lost their memory.

Very professional!

What past is like smoke? What do you really understand?

Something is not right. Lu Bei felt the silver ticket in his arms burning and decisively threw it into the Universe Bag. His face turned serious: "Young Master Kui, let's not play dumb anymore. What exactly is the misunderstanding? If you don't clarify it, I will leave."

"Brother, that's no fun. Some things will hurt one's face if spoken plainly!"

At the same time, in the adjacent private room.

Zhu Ting's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, showing a hint of embarrassment: "General Wei, what you said is not false?"

Wei Mao remained silent for a while and helplessly said: "Lord Magistrate, you know what kind of person Wei Mao is. I have no intention of demanding a high price. Lu Bei is indeed not a spy, he is my wife's junior brother, just staying here for a while."

"Then..."

"A misunderstanding."

"..."

Zhu Ting felt ashamed for exposing himself, especially since Zhu Kui was not by his side. Otherwise, he would have strangled him on the spot. Wei Mao acted as if nothing had happened, picked up the teacup and toasted a few cups. After a while, the two of them moved past the awkwardness and started discussing official matters with jokes and laughter.

These two had been officials for many years, they had cultivation and thick skin. Even if there were awkward situations, they could laugh it off. Lu Bei and Zhu Kui were different.

"Motherf***er, you cheated me out of my money!"

"Motherf***er, you sold me fake medicine!"

Zhu Kui was dumbfounded, as was Lu Bei. The way they looked at each other became increasingly hostile. No wonder he hadn't been able to refine any high-quality Spirit Opening Pills in the past month. It turned out there was a problem with the raw materials.

He had thought that the "Extreme Monarch Pill Nourishing Technique" was too weak, with the limit being the finished product, and high-quality pills were unattainable.

"So it was you who did this!"

Lu Bei narrowed his eyes. The quality of the Spirit Opening Pills affected how much experience he gained. Without high-quality pills, he had lost tens of thousands of experience points, which rounded up to a billion.

How could he bear losing a billion experience points!

Lu Bei couldn't bear it, and Zhu Kui couldn't bear it either. He slapped the table and said, "You little brat, be sensible and hand over the money honestly, otherwise don't blame me for turning hostile."

"Money? What money?"

"Don't play dumb, I just gave you the money!"

"Spit!"

Lu Bei spat out and angrily said, "When you gave me the money just now, I said I wouldn't accept it without merit, but you insisted on giving it to me. I endured it at that time, and now you want to take the money back. It's simply too much of an insult."

"You, you..."

Zhu Kui trembled and reached out his hand. "I have never seen such a shameless person like you."

"What? You, a seller of fake medicine, have never looked in the mirror!"

Lu Bei widened his eyes. "That's right, looking at your facial features, each one is different, no one can compare to anyone. Not looking in the mirror indeed helps with longevity."

Bang!

Zhu Kui became furious, stood up and pounced on Lu Bei.

"Are you sure?"

Lu Bei didn't move, sneered and said, "I'm not trying to scare you, but the Magistrate and my eldest cousin are having a great time next door. If you touch me, try it."

Zhu Kui felt like vomiting blood upon hearing this, and withdrew his hand that was about to strangle Lu Bei's neck. He gritted his teeth and said, "The Magistrate... is my uncle. Your cousin is just a lowly county officer, a nobody."

"It's precisely because the Magistrate is your uncle and my cousin is just a lowly county officer that you're in big trouble."

Lu Bei sneered, "Think about it, the Magistrate exposed his family's ugly secrets in front of a county officer, losing face. He's been holding back his anger. Do you think you'll have a good outcome?"

"Ah, this..."

Zhu Kui's forehead broke out in a sweat, and he took a deep breath.

"You, you... I just wanted to refine a pill, I didn't provoke anyone. Why are you putting the blame on me?"

Lu Bei mocked, "Now that it's done, the next time we meet, I can only attend your funeral."

"It's all because of you that I'm in this situation!"

Zhu Kui gritted his teeth, unable to come up with any retort, and sarcastically said, "The door doesn't go out, the second door doesn't step in. I had someone invite you to Cloud River Tower, but you didn't go. You say you're normal, who would believe that!"

"Come on, if you have the ability, invite me again and see if I'll agree!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)