Dragon Raja: I practiced Naruto ninjutsu next to Lu Mingfei.

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Bai Shanglu patted Gu Ran on the shoulder: "Brother, we've only just met today. You guys cheer me on and just watch the show. There's no need to get involved. After all, you're tourists, so there's no need for you to get involved."

Gu Ran put his arm around Bai Shanglu's shoulder and said, "Brother, seeing how determined you are to come up and steal the bride, is your wife exceptionally beautiful?"

Bai Shanglu hesitated for a moment before saying, "My wife is indeed beautiful, but beauty is just a bonus. The most important thing is that I love my wife."

"So it's true love!" Gu Ran said. "Don't worry, true love conquers all. In that case, I'll definitely help you throw the bottle in the groom's face!"

"No, we're not going to use force to kidnap the bride!" Bai Shanglu said, both amused and exasperated.

“That’s not necessarily true,” Zhou Minhao said at this moment. “Zhao Xuzhen won’t let people go so easily. He might have to take action.”

Bai Shanglu glanced at the large box behind Zhou Minhao: "You even brought your weapon with you?"

“If this thing is used, Yangcheng Lake will be dyed red today,” Zhou Minhao said coldly.

The wedding ceremony hadn't started yet, but the food and drinks were served first. This is a Western wedding custom where food and drinks are served first for everyone to enjoy. However, while Western weddings typically use a buffet, this one is served in the form of a banquet.

Gu Ran and his group were at the farthest table from the crowd, and no one came over to greet them.

Old Man Jiang ate lobster and drank baijiu, Zhou Minhao sipped champagne, and Gu Ran introduced the dishes at the banquet to Victoria and Isabel. He spoke eloquently about the cold and hot dishes, and the two girls ate with great relish.

However, there were only a few of them at the table. Bai Shanglu explained that his wife, Jiang Wanzhi, had very few classmates because she only attended elementary school in Kunshan. It seemed that Zhao Xuzhen was unaware of this.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you helping me?" Bai Shanglu asked Zhou Minhao. The two of them were not actually familiar with each other, but had met a few times and hit it off.

Zhou Minhao sipped his champagne and hesitated for a moment before saying, "That's a long story... I owe Jiang Wanzhi a bit... Anyway, don't worry today. Among your friends, I'm probably the only one qualified to go toe-to-toe with Zhao Xuzhen. And since the Zhou family sent me, there's nothing that can't be resolved."

Bai Shanglu only knew that Zhou Minhao's background was unfathomable, that he must be someone in the Zhou family, and that he also possessed superpowers like Taoist magic.

Bai Shanglu was just an ordinary person, but he had seen too many bizarre and outlandish things recently.

Halfway through the banquet, everyone had almost finished eating. Gu Ran had eaten the most, finishing almost all the dishes on the table by himself, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"It's alright, keep eating if you like," Bai Shanglu laughed. "Eat him out of house and home!"

Bai Shanglu quite liked Gu Ran at this time; she was genuine and ate whenever she wanted.

Even Zhou Minhao's hostility towards Gu Ran lessened slightly, at least he could confirm that Gu Ran was not on Zhao Xuzhen's side.

Bai Shanglu needed to use the restroom, so he got up and left his seat.

The moment he stood up, a white mist suddenly rose around the pleasure boat, obscuring everyone around him.

All the guests became drowsy the moment they inhaled the mist, immersing themselves in their own illusions.

The moment the thick fog appeared, Gu Ran used his Sharingan to see everything and instinctively tried to activate 'Mirror Heaven and Earth Reversal' to deflect the illusion.

But he held back, lest he alert the enemy.

Victoria and Isabel sat on either side of him, both of them lost in the illusion, their faces sometimes bewildered, sometimes happy.

Looking around at the other guests, everyone was immersed in the most wonderful moment of their lives, perhaps seeing the most important person in their lives, or perhaps being engrossed in their proudest achievement.

"So this is what they call the wedding of the century, making everyone lose themselves in a dream world."

Gu Ran chuckled softly, then took Victoria and Isabel's hands and injected chakra into their bodies.

The two girls regained their senses at the same time, as if they had just woken up.

Gu Ran grasped their hands and whispered, "Listen to me, Zhao Xuzhen has begun his operation. He has used a wide-ranging spell on the people here. You two continue to pretend to be immersed in the illusion you just experienced."

Victoria and Isabel exchanged a glance without making a sound, and nodded slightly.

Isabel asked, "President, how did you break free from the illusion?"

She looked around; even Zhou Minhao was still immersed in the illusion.

Based on her observation of Zhou Minhao's strength, he must have at least an A-level bloodline.

“Bloodline and willpower,” Gu Ran replied simply.

Victoria looked at the Lionheart Club president with admiration. No wonder he was chosen as the next Lionheart Club president in his freshman year; he truly had exceptional qualities.

Gu Ran squeezed the two girls' palms and whispered, "I'm not holding your hands to take advantage of you, it's just to keep you awake. Otherwise, if I let go, you'll fall back into the illusion."

"Victoria's hands are soft, it seems she just started school and hasn't had much time to practice with guns and weapons. Isabel's hands have more calluses, it seems she has been training very diligently, she is a really hardworking and good child."

The two girls were a little embarrassed by the Lionheart Society president's generous praise.

As for having her hand held, that's fine. Western girls are generally more open-minded, and holding hands is considered normal physical contact.

“But my wife’s hands are still the most comfortable to hold. Her hands are the softest, unlike the hard bones of those girls at Kassel College,” Gu Ran added.

“It seems you really love Miss Su,” Isabel said with a smile. “She is so happy.”

The three people pretended to be dazed, but were chatting in hushed tones. No one suspected them, assuming they were just talking to themselves in their dreams.

Almost all the guests today were lost in blissful dreams, with the exception of a few bodyguards.

For example, Susanna seems to have obtained Zhao Xuzhen's Word of Power 'immunity' and comforted the guests who wanted to wake up at the banquet.

"It seems that Zhao Xuzhen's Word of Power is still a bit lacking compared to Word of Power: World of Samsara, and he actually needs external intervention." Gu Ran muttered to himself.

Chapter 595 The Organization's Defectors

Word of Power: The World of Illusion, one of the White King's supreme powers, allows him to send a target into an illusion he has created within a large domain centered on himself. If the target dies in the illusion, he will also die in reality.

But Zhao Xuzhen clearly couldn't do that. He could only invade the other person's brain and create a dream for them, but he couldn't truly control the dream.

Furthermore, external stimulation is needed. For example, Susanna and several bodyguards are constantly reassuring those who are trying to break free from the illusion.

Because Zhao Xuzhen was trying his best to control Zhou Minhao and Jiang Dawei, he seemed to only sense the difference between the two.

As for Gu Ran and the other two, they broke free from his illusion so quickly that Zhao Xuzhen didn't have time to react.

However, one person managed to break free from the illusion on his own, and that was Bai Shanglu.

Bai Shanglu was the only person besides Gu Ran who broke through the illusion on his own.

“I underestimated him. I thought he was just an ordinary person.” Isabel sent Gu Ran Morse code.

“He is indeed still an ordinary person, just one who hasn’t awakened.” Gu Ran replied.

"Is it the same as Chairman Lu before?" Isabel asked again, typing the password.

Gu Ran nodded subtly, offering no further explanation.

Bai Shanglu watched as the guests were lost in the illusion, and saw Susanna trying to calm the agitated Old Man Jiang, who kept muttering, "Little Bai, drink up, hurry up and have a grandson with Wanzhi for me to take care of!"

Bai Shanglu thought to himself, "My father's dream must be so beautiful that he doesn't want to wake up."

He looked around and suddenly saw his wife, Jiang Wanzhi, and Zhao Xuzhen walk to the center of the stage.

So he looked at the two of them and slowly walked over. The bodyguards and Susanna didn't stop him; they just watched quietly, as if they were watching a reckless person charging towards a pride of lions.

Jiang Wanzhi was very beautiful, wearing that bright red wedding dress. She was also lost in a hallucination, smiling sweetly the whole time. Her fair face seemed to be covered with a layer of happiness. I don't know what kind of hallucination she was immersed in.

"Jiang Wanzhi, you're my wife! What are you talking about? Wake up!" Bai Shanglu shouted at Jiang Wanzhi on the stage. "Come home with me!"

But Jiang Wanzhi ignored him, seemingly deeply immersed in the illusion.

Zhao Xuzhen looked down at Bai Shanglu: "Why did you come uninvited? Why did you wake up again?"

“My wife is being forced to remarry, and I’m about to be NTR’d. It’s a nightmare no matter how you look at it. Who would want to be immersed in a nightmare?” Bai Shanglu said.

Zhao Xuzhen calmly said, "Do you think Wanzhi was forced? She actively wanted to enter the dream because she was happy to participate in this wedding of the century. We were a match made in heaven, and I am the one destined for her."

"fart!"

Bai Shanglu grabbed a champagne bottle from the table and smashed the bottom, revealing shards of glass.

He pointed the broken bottle at Zhao Xuzhen and shouted, "Give me back my wife!"

Zhao Xuzhen was somewhat annoyed, as if an ordinary person jumping around under his nose made him feel that his dignity had been violated.

"If fate were a poem, my name and Wanzhi's name would have been written on the same line long ago; you are just an incorrect punctuation mark inserted in the middle."

Zhao Xuzhen spoke strange words, then began chanting ancient dragon script, this time hypnotizing Bai Shanglu face-to-face.

Bai Shanglu was powerless to resist and knelt before Zhao Xuzhen, his eyes becoming vacant as he entered a dream once more.

This time, Zhao Xuzhen kept manipulating Bai Shanglu's emotions in the dream, making him happy and sad.

Furthermore, in order to provoke Bai Shanglu, Zhao Xuzhen even made Bai Shanglu watch the scene of him and Jiang Wanzhi having sex on their wedding night.

Bai Shanglu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter in his dream.

Then, laughing, he broke through the dream and returned to reality: "Hahaha, Zhao Xuzhen, I never thought that someone who looks so high and mighty on the outside is actually a fucking loser. Hahahaha, this is hilarious!"

Zhao Xuzhen looked somewhat angry, but he managed to conceal it well with his composure.

He asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

"Hahaha, no, let me laugh a little longer, I'm dying of laughter!" Bai Shanglu laughed so hard he couldn't straighten up, but then he suddenly started having a nosebleed.

This is because Zhao Xuzhen had just overloaded Bai Shanglu's brain, and Bai Shanglu might have died of exhaustion in a little while, but he broke free from the illusion.

"What are you laughing at?!" Zhao Xuzhen asked.

“You’re playing porn in my head, showing me you and my wife having sex. You’re just fantasizing about my wife!” Bai Shanglu’s mocking smile remained unchanged. “People always fantasize about what they can’t have. My wife is so beautiful. There must be at least a thousand or ten thousand people in Kunshan who have fantasized about her. It doesn’t matter if you’re one more.”

"But you losers can only fantasize, fantasize about my wife's long legs, fantasize about her skin. But you know, she wears a short skirt and walks around in front of me every day, I'm tired of seeing her, and you still fantasize about my wife... I think you're pretty pathetic!"

"Zhao Xuzhen, you are very powerful, with wealth that we can't even imagine, and magical powers, but you've never slept with my wife. I know my wife's performance in bed better than anyone. The things you fantasize about are playing in my head, and they can only deceive yourself. They can't fool me in the slightest!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Zhao Xuzhen finally broke down, roaring without any regard for his image. "Jiang Wanzhi wouldn't make such a mistake. She'll keep herself safe and wait for me to come find her."

"Are you stupid? A man and a woman have been married for three years and nothing has happened, do you believe that? Let me tell you, Wanzhi and I have done everything we should do. Do you really think I'm a saint?" Bai Shanglu was clearly a little guilty when he said these words, but he pretended to be calm for his wife's sake.

But Zhao Xuzhen didn't discern the truth in his words; instead, he was genuinely enraged and went straight up to grab Bai Shanglu by the neck, lifting him up.

"It's time to erase this erroneous punctuation mark, for you have tarnished the beauty of the poem!" Zhao Xuzhen said.

"But my blood will splatter on your dress, isn't that disgusting?" Bai Shanglu's face was covered in blood from his nose, and he grinned filthyly and menacingly.

"I know you're stalling for time, waiting for your friend to wake up, but unfortunately, you'll die before he does." Zhao Xuzhen regained his composure, his hand tightening around his wrist.

Bai Shanglu felt the force on his neck increasing, and he found it increasingly difficult to breathe.

He sighed inwardly. He had indeed been buying time, hoping that Old Man Jiang and Zhou Minhao would wake up.

But Zhao Xuzhen knew his plan and wasn't worried at all.

He seemed confident that he could control the situation.

Victoria held Gu Ran's hand tightly and signaled to him in Morse code: "President, aren't we going to help rescue them?"