Chapter 9: The Refined and Handsome Young Master Jun

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Lu Chuan was utterly frustrated. Cao Cao, the future Martial Emperor of Wei, a legendary figure in history, could he really stoop to such deeds? It was completely beyond his expectations! Fortunately, he reacted swiftly, and as soon as he saw the flicker of remaining lifespan, he made a decision—losing only one year of his life. Otherwise, who knew how much worse the damage could have been?

Cao Cao was truly cunning to an extreme degree!

Considering that both Cao Cao and Xiahou Dun were renowned warriors etched in history, any interference with them would undoubtedly alter the course of history significantly. Lu Chuan’s two hundred years of lifespan might not even be enough to cover the system's deductions. He genuinely dared not do anything to them; the only option was to have them escorted out and issue orders forbidding both from entering the city gates ever again!

If I can’t confront them, can’t I at least avoid them?

He hurriedly drove them away, vowing that they should never come back!

Cao Cao tidied his clothes, his expression sour.

He had never been so humiliated before! Not even during his imprisonment in Zhongmou County had he been treated like this!

This Lu Chuan was truly outrageous!

“Mengde! This is infuriating! I cannot tolerate this! Give the order! Let me lead the troops in—I will personally kill this corrupt official!”

“No! Yuanrang, don’t be impulsive!”

Cao Cao quickly grabbed Xiahou Dun.

Although Lu Chuan’s actions were excessive, he was still the county magistrate, an official of the Great Han. Without legitimate grounds, how could Cao Cao justify leading troops to attack Lu County?

Without proper authority, one’s words carry no weight.

If he truly did this, how would he be any different from bandits?

Moreover, the top priority now was to campaign against Dong Zhuo and rescue the emperor. How could they afford to waste time here?

“Let’s leave. After we deal with Dong Zhuo, we’ll come back and settle things with Lu Chuan!”

Xiahou Dun snorted coldly. “Fine! When we return, I will make sure this corrupt magistrate pays!”

Cao Cao nodded perfunctorily. Though displeased, his mind was preoccupied with Lu Chuan’s final words.

Could this campaign against Dong Zhuo really end in failure?

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Not only would the alliance against Dong Zhuo fail, unable to deal with him, but even he himself would suffer a crushing defeat?

Cao Cao furrowed his brow. He did not believe he was wrong, nor that Dong Zhuo could withstand the assault of so many warlords simultaneously. He certainly did not expect to be defeated.

Yet Lu Chuan spoke with such confidence and certainty, abruptly stopping mid-sentence and instantly recognizing their true identities. This made Cao Cao begin to doubt.

Just who was this Lu Chuan?

Could he truly see the path the future would take?

That was simply too incredible.

Cao Cao was deeply troubled.

Outside the walls of Lu County.

Lu Chuan watched with his own eyes as Cao Cao and Xiahou Dun led thousands of soldiers away before finally relaxing.

From his perspective, Cao Cao and Xiahou Dun remaining in the city was like a ticking time bomb. He had to see them leave with his own eyes before he could feel at ease.

Just as Lu Chuan was about to return to his residence, a merchant caravan appeared at the city gate, catching his attention.

The banner they flew bore the name “Mi.”

The Mi family!

Thinking of the Mi family, Lu Chuan immediately recalled the wealthy merchant Mi Zhu from Xuzhou.

Mi Zhu was truly extraordinary. Before Liu Bei had even established his power, Mi Zhu risked everything to back him, helping Liu Bei rise, ultimately reaping unimaginable rewards.

Because of Mi Zhu’s unwavering support, his status in Liu Bei’s faction remained high. Even Zhuge Liang, who joined later, held a comparatively lesser rank.

To put it bluntly, Mi Zhu single-handedly influenced the course of history.

Seeing the Mi family’s caravan, Lu Chuan’s first thought was to block their entry, lest Mi Zhu discover some clue and inadvertently alter the flow of history.

But on second thought, driving away the Mi caravan outright might not be wise.

Under Lu Chuan’s governance, Lu County had flourished, drawing countless merchants, yet no true super-wealthy investor had ever come.

Without major investment, relying solely on local resource recycling, no matter how capable Lu Chuan was, it would not be easy to further develop Lu County.

In plain terms, Lu County’s growth required massive capital influx, and the Mi family just happened to control vast wealth.

If he could persuade the Mi family to invest here, it would greatly benefit the county’s development.

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With the county’s comprehensive development, Lu Chuan could steadily gain lifespan. Even if some historical changes caused lifespan losses, they would remain within acceptable limits.

“Send someone! Keep a close watch on the Mi family caravan. Especially investigate the identities of all members—don’t let a single one slip by!”

Having just narrowly escaped a trap set by Cao Cao and Xiahou Dun, Lu Chuan was now more cautious than anyone.

This was his domain; whatever he wished to uncover, he could soon accomplish.

The Mi family caravan numbered 137: one hundred guards, thirty assistants, four accountants, one steward, one maid, and a rather mysterious young master of the Mi family.

Listening to his subordinates’ report, Lu Chuan’s brow furrowed again.

The identities of the guards, assistants, accountants, steward, and maid were all verified and without issue. Only the young master remained hidden inside the carriage, never showing his face.

Even when someone spoke, it was always the maid from inside the carriage, leaving everyone uncertain of the young master’s true identity.

Only the steward, who personally drove the carriage, called him Young Master Jun, not Zhu or Fang. Otherwise, Lu Chuan would have expelled them all immediately.

Mi Zhu and Mi Fang were both pivotal figures whose involvement directly impacted future history and played critical roles in certain events. Lu Chuan dared not casually entangle with either.

As for Young Master Jun...

He had never heard of him.

Lu Chuan suspected he might belong to a branch of the Mi family that left no historical trace.

If so, he could first make contact, attempting to persuade the Mi family to invest here.

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Mi Luyun, that mysterious young master, carefully drew back the carriage curtain and gazed at the bustling crowds of Lu County, the diverse goods lining the streets, and the happy residents. His delicate face showed surprise.

“I never expected this small Lu County to be so prosperous! So unlike the desolate, barren landscapes we have traveled through! It seems coming to Lu County this time was the right choice!”

If Lu Chuan could see this scene, he would surely be suspicious.

Young Master Jun was not only handsome but also fair-skinned, with delicate features. Even the fingers that lifted the curtain were slender and gentle, as tender as fresh spring shoots.

The Mi family truly was a super-rich merchant house. Otherwise, how could they raise such a pampered young master amid such chaotic times?