A Class B Idiot

To tell the truth, Lu Shu hoped Lu Xiaoyu would send Anthony to Tongguan, so that he could have a look at the situation underground without having to be there himself. But Luo City was more than two hundred kilometers away, way outside of Lu Xiaoyu's controllable range.

Furthermore, Anthony should not be too active. When his identity as friend or foe was unclear, the Heavenly Network would probably perceive him to be neutral, and Nie Ting would definitely not tolerate the presence of an unruly Class B expert.

What if one day Nie Ting set a trap and slashed him? He was more suitable of the title the First Assassin in the East than the First Expert in the East!

Lu Shu was playing with his gourd on the rooftop, with despair on his face. No matter what he said, there was no more reaction in the gourd, even if he called it baby.