Actually, Lu Junxin's words were a way of showing his submission to Cheng Xiaofan, implicitly acknowledging that Cheng Xiaofan had taken the gold.
He truly had no idea how it had been taken.
In Lu Junxin's mind, Cheng Xiaofan was an enigma.
He feared that any misspoken word might bring disaster upon him.
Even the people around Lu Junxin were mesmerized by Cheng Xiaofan.
They felt as though they were living in a mythical world.
And Cheng Xiaofan, like a celestial being descended from the heavens, had appeared before them.
Cheng Xiaofan patted Lu Junxin on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Old Lu, if you can't guess, then don't guess!"
"Many things cannot be figured out merely by guessing, don't you agree?"
"Also, don't spread this matter around carelessly!"
Lu Junxin replied with a wry smile, "Esteemed Master, I truly cannot guess. Even if you asked me to tell others, I wouldn't know what to say!"
How could he explain this?
Would anyone believe him if he did?
If he tried to talk about it, people might say that he, the president, had lost his mind.
This was different from Cheng Xiaofan healing those who were paralyzed.
After all, witnessing him heal people was an observable fact.
Moreover, people could understand that Cheng Xiaofan possessed god-like, heaven-defying abilities, capable of using magic to summon lightning from the sky.
Or he could manipulate the spiritual energy of a region to change the weather at will.
But the matter of taking away the gold was far too fantastical.
To ponder it might very well turn a normal person into a schizophrenic.
Lu Junxin, to maintain his sanity, dared not delve too deeply into the matter.
His sole thought was to cling tightly to Cheng Xiaofan's coattails.
If he could maintain a good relationship with him, his life was bound to reach its most glorious moments.
"Esteemed Master,"
Lu Junxin continued, "Would you do me the honor tonight? I would like to host a family dinner at my home."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiaofan immediately shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I have to return to China shortly, so I won't be able to have dinner at your place!"
"Ah, Esteemed Master, you're leaving tonight?"
Lu Junxin asked with deep disappointment.
Cheng Xiaofan chuckled, "Old Lu, I appreciate your kind invitation."
"Also, I know your mother-in-law suffers from severe asthma. You wish for me to help treat her, perhaps?"
Lu Junxin looked astonished and asked, "How did you know about that?"
Cheng Xiaofan patted his shoulder with a playful smile, "I could tell from the complexion of your face."
He reached into his backpack, grabbed a small pinch of debris from the Undying Tree, and handed it to Lu Junxin.
He said with a smile, "Old Lu, this is the medicine for you. Brew it with boiling water and have your mother-in-law drink the water and take a short nap."
"Her asthma will vanish immediately!"
With that, Cheng Xiaofan turned and got into Park Soo-hye's car.
Lu Junxin, holding the small pinch of medicine, stared dumbfounded at the car Cheng Xiaofan had entered as it disappeared from his sight.
The Esteemed Master could tell a person's thoughts just by looking at their complexion.
Who would believe such a thing if he said it?
But!
In reality, he had indeed seen through his thoughts.
This was truly heaven-defying!
Did that mean everyone else was transparent before him?
Fortunately, he had no ill intentions towards the Esteemed Master, only boundless admiration.
Otherwise, would the Esteemed Master still have given him medicine?
Esteemed Master, from now on, I will be your servant!
Whatever you command me to do, I will do!
...
Cheng Xiaofan, seated in Park Soo-hye's car, noticed a patch of dense woods on one side of the street ahead and said, "Miss Park, please stop the car by that patch of woods!"
Park Soo-hye immediately realized that Cheng Xiaofan was about to leave.
With some reluctance, she said, "Husband, you're going back to your country already?"
Cheng Xiaofan nodded and smiled, "Yes, I have some matters to attend to back home."
"Cheng's Pharmaceutical Group is in your hands now. Do a good job!"
The car stopped, Cheng Xiaofan alighted, waved back at her, and smiled faintly, "Miss Park, goodbye!"
Then, his body flickered, and he disappeared into the woods.
Po Tianying had been waiting for Cheng Xiaofan inside.
Once Cheng Xiaofan was seated on Po Tianying, he said with a smile, "Po Tianying, conceal our presence and don't rush to fly at high altitudes."
"Not far ahead, there's a furniture store run by a black-hearted merchant. The bedding they sell is quite good. I'll take some."
"Screech—"
Po Tianying immediately responded with a cry, carrying Cheng Xiaofan out of the woods.
Cheng Xiaofan glanced back and saw Park Soo-hye standing outside the car, gazing up at the sky with a wistful expression.
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, this Miss Park is quite infatuated with me.
The furniture store was not far ahead.
As Po Tianying flew over the furniture store, Cheng Xiaofan waved his hand, and a surge of dragon power swept into the warehouse of the furniture store.
He then retracted his hand, and dozens of bedding items entered his spatial realm.
These bedding items would be perfect for the bedrooms in the Golden House.
Cheng Xiaofan had no qualms about being merciless towards unscrupulous merchants in society; he would take what was rightfully his.
Not long after.
Po Tianying carried Cheng Xiaofan to Zhang Heng's residence.
"Screech—"
Hearing the eagle's cry from the sky, Zhang Heng laughed from inside his house, "This must be Xiaofan!"
When he rushed out of the house, he immediately spotted Cheng Xiaofan, gracefully appearing in his small courtyard.
"Kid, if you hadn't come soon, I would have called you!"
Seeing Cheng Xiaofan, Zhang Heng said happily.
Cheng Xiaofan smiled, "Teacher, I said I would come today, and I always keep my word!"
"I wouldn't break my promise before you, my teacher!"
Zhang Heng smiled, "Come inside!"
Upon entering the house, Cheng Xiaofan found Wu Shengnan there.
She and his "Little Mistress" were carrying dishes from the kitchen to the living room.
The Little Mistress saw Cheng Xiaofan and said with a smile, "Xiaofan, your teacher mentioned you like clear stewed pigeon soup. This morning, I asked Little Wu to accompany me to the market, and we picked out two large pigeons."
Cheng Xiaofan smiled, "Little Mistress, I didn't bring you any gifts from Korea."
"However, this time, the Korean president Lu Junxin gave me some gold bricks."
"I'll give you one to play with!"
Saying that, he took out a beautiful gold brick from his backpack and presented it to the Little Mistress.
Upon seeing the gold brick, the Little Mistress was startled and quickly said, "Xiaofan, how much is such a large gold brick worth!"
"No, I cannot accept this!"
Zhang Heng smiled, "Little Mistress, Xiaofan is giving it to you, so accept it!"
"Besides, this kid has a knack for gold; he's always being gifted gold bricks wherever he goes!"
Hearing this, the Little Mistress finally accepted it.
She kept repeating, "This is too precious, how could I possibly accept it!"
Cheng Xiaofan smiled, "Little Mistress, it's just for you to play with, there's no reason not to accept it."