Transmigration: I Became The Daughter Of A Family Of Villains

Chapter 406: Untitled

"We're not leaving either!" So be it!

"This matter started because of us. If you won't leave, we won't either!"

Even though their hearts still trembled slightly, Ike and the others straightened their backs.

Fourth Brother, Lu Sihao, watched silently. After a long pause, his lips couldn't help but curl up as he said softly, "Thank you." What good comrades!

Actually, he could also try his best to think of a way to bring them to China.

A certain fourth brother narrowed his gentle eyes, and a wicked glint flashed in them.

It was the same expression that anyone in the Lu family got when they were about to do something bad.

However, it was clear that Fourth Brother was overthinking things.

When a certain Count arrived at his destination in his private modified car, he opened the car door with elegant and slender fingers. He raised his blue eyes slightly and immediately saw the imposing young lady standing straight and full of mettle.

Her unblemished face was as beautiful as the moon, and her black hair was tied up in a bun.

The Count of Mount Louis had an exceptionally stunned expression. He glanced at the people standing guard behind Lu An, some of whom trembled slightly. Then, he saw the super luxurious and exquisite palace in front of him!

It was naturally a little smaller than his palace, but it was exquisite!

It had sharp, beautiful lines, and a few lanterns fluttered in the wind. Even the tiles on the wall looked so poetic!

In particular, the surrounding landscape was vivid and full of spring. When a light breeze blew, it was as if wheat really was swaying in the wind!

The Count couldn't help but smile. He walked over to Lu An and looked down at her as he asked in a low voice, "This, you made this?"

Lu An: "?" Didn't they say that this Count was coming to cause trouble?

It seemed that he hadn't brought many people with him?

So, this battle…

Were they fighting or not?

The little girl looked around doubtfully, and wasn't in a hurry to answer his question. She just asked, "Are you here to cause trouble?"

"Huh?"

A certain Count was nonplussed.

Everyone who saw him had always been respectful and modest toward him. She, on the other hand, asked him if he was here to fight.

Wasn't this girl too funny?

The Count's lips could help but curl up when he suddenly recalled —

"Hypocrite," "pretentious" — what the other party had said…

Were they referring to this girl?

The man narrowed suddenly dark blue eyes as he sized her up carefully, as if he wanted to see through her.

Lu An was inexplicably a little annoyed. She poked him a little with one finger and asked, "Are you going to fight or not?

"Hurry up!"

She didn't have time to waste sniffing at each other as if they were rats.

Who knew what a certain Count would think when he learned that Lu An saw him as a rat?

"So, do you fight everyone you meet?"

The Count found it strange. She didn't seem hypocritical or pretentious to him.

If he had to describe her, she was more strange and special.

Ignoring what Lu An was getting at, the Count said directly, "How much is this palace? Name a price, I'll buy it!"

"Huh?"

Lu An was genuinely dumbfounded. So were Fourth Brother and the others behind her.

What was he doing?

Buy it so that he could openly raze it to the ground?

"I'm sorry, no matter how much money you're willing to give, I'm not selling." Putting aside the fact that she didn't lack money, even if she did, she wouldn't sell it!

Lu An's expression was calm, and her rejection was exceptionally straightforward.

A certain Count didn't understand. "Why?

"You can't watch it all the time. You don't look like a local. If something happens, you won't be able to protect it, but if you sell it to me, I can preserve it as it is now, and I'll treat it as a work of art. Why would you say no?

"As the creator, you definitely don't want your work to be destroyed by something like the weather, right?"

The Count couldn't understand why his offer was turned down.

Lu An was also dumbfounded.

Wasn't he here to cause trouble?

Why did it seem like…

That wasn't the case?

Just then, lightning suddenly struck.

Dark clouds hung in the sky, as if a storm was about to roll in.

Before Lu An and the others could react, a certain Count had already started to call for help.

"Quick, find 100 people first. I want a top-notch greenhouse at least 50 to 60 meters in length and width, right now. I'm in…"

A certain Count rattled out a whole bunch of words until they were practically jumbled together.

Lu An and the others were dumbfounded as they stared blankly.

They saw…

Very quickly, a horde of people rushed over like an army.

They were all holding various tools: ladders, big canopies, bamboo poles, ropes, and so on.

It was a hive of activity.

"Be careful, don't touch the top!

"Don't step on the garden!!!!

"Higher! Higher! Higher!!!"

"…"

A certain Count was like a particularly bad-tempered commander.

Wherever a staff member accidentally touched something, he would scream in a way that didn't match his aura.

It was like the cry of a rooster at daybreak. And the person making the sound was…

In comparison, Lu An and the others completely turned into spectators. Their faces were filled with shock.

They were completely ignored!

When the pattering rain fell on Lu An and the others, a certain Count hurriedly pulled them all under an awning.

"Hu…"

The Count of Mount Louis let out a long sigh. He felt confident and proud!

He had saved this super beautiful work of art!

The corners of his lips curled up in a sentimental smile, like bamboo shoots after the rain!

Lu An was dumbfounded. After a long while, she said sincerely, "Hey, um, since you like this palace so much, I'll give it to you after we're done filming. I won't take a single cent!

"However, I might have to trouble you to spend conservation fees on it.

"After all, this thing isn't that easy to preserve.

"Huh?"

The girl's clear voice was as sweet as sugarcane, and a certain Count couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Hadn't she refused him outright just now, and so firmly, too, leaving no room for negotiation?

Why was she suddenly giving it to him?

The Count said in all seriousness, "That won't do. You have to give me a price. How can I take it for free?" He had lived a good life since he was young, and enjoyed conveniences that most people couldn't enjoy. This was already a gift from the heavens; how could he take someone else's artwork for free?

Lu An could tell what the Count was thinking, and didn't refuse. She thought for a moment, then said, "Then, how much do you think this thing is worth?"