Although Murong You had no idea why the Icefield Wolves had fled, having narrowly escaped the ordeal, he was in no mood to contemplate the reasons further.

“I probably scared them off. I’ve always had great luck.” Lu Yang claimed the credit. One should leave their name behind when doing a good deed.[1]

Murong You looked at him with surprise. But then again, maybe Little Lu is right. Under normal circumstances, I would have died.

The only deviation now from normal circumstances is indeed Little Lu’s presence.

Besides, Little Lu survived a fall from such a height, which proves that he really is lucky.

“Good, good, good. Then I’ll be counting on your luck from now on."

Murong You knew that the longer one stayed at the Soul-Forgetting Cliff, the more likely one was to run into danger. This time, it was the Icefield Wolves. Next time,...