When these rumors spread, it wasn't just Lux who was saddened.

Ezreal was furious at the vicious slander against Lux, but he was too ignorant of these matters to speak up for Lux.

The more he listened to these things, the stronger his sense of powerlessness became, and in the end he could only habitually grieve over them.

He also tried to dig up the truth, but he found that the truth had been tightly covered by a pair of invisible hands, and it was simply not accessible to him. Later, as time passed, the effects quickly faded, and he realized that someone was already secretly protecting Lux, and if he insisted on continuing to dig into the truth, he would probably uncover the scars that had healed Lux.

He had decided not to pursue Lux's past anymore, but when Lux looked at Silas with strange eyes, the thought he had let go of was hooked up again.

And now, Jeno's words reveal something he doesn't know.

He was curious to know about the relationship between Lux and Silas, and to learn about her past, and the news that came from Jeno was the most reliable and safe.

"Then I'll tell you about it......"

Ezreal's trapped appearance couldn't stand it, and he patted Ezreal on the shoulder, reluctantly telling him everything he didn't know.

……

Two hours later, in a small private room in a high-end restaurant, Ezreal on the other side of Jeno's table clenched his fists in indignation!

"Phew! That bastard deceived Lux like that! I'm going to beat him flat, don't stop me! ”

"No one is stopping you." Jeno squinted, picked up a piece of steak and chewed it in his mouth, and said indifferently.

Ezreal sat down indignantly, and he was just talking. Silas was imprisoned in the Demon Seeker's stronghold, and he knew he would give it to nothing if he broke in.

"What's next for you?" Jeno asked casually.

"What's the plan?" Ezreal was a little confused, not knowing what Jeno was referring to.

"Silas is a thing of the past, and now there's nothing in the way between you and her, and this is the best chance, take it."

Jeno didn't plan to stay in Demacia for too long, so he wanted to take advantage of this time to get Ezreal as soon as possible.

"But what Silas did broke her heart, and I don't think she would think about it for a while." In Ize's opinion, the current Lux may want to be a single nobleman, so he has little chance of success.

He also wanted to drag his feet and wait until he was ready to try to pursue Lux.

He said this very puzzled, there was no reason at all!

This kid obviously doesn't think about anything else, why does he use his rusty brain when it comes to pursuing girls, and becomes a dreamer who only talks but doesn't do? The more I look at it, the more anxious I become!

"What do you think, do you think what you think is the truth? How do you know if you don't try? ”

"But she doesn't even know my name...... Ezreal explained, frustrated.

Jeno frowned, as if he had bitten into an old piece of roasted meat, and he was bitten!

Ezreal's cowardice made Jeno want to push him, as if he would keep cowering without whipping him in the back.

Geno pondered that ordinary incentives would not work for Ezreal, and even if Jeno gave him advice as a wingman, this guy could be used as a pullback. can only incarnate as a director, throw the two of them into adversity, and take the road of seeing the truth through adversity.

"Forget it, I'll find a way to create a chance for you." Jeno had already begun to figure out how to arrange Ezreal.

He immediately remembered that Ogwesa had come to Xiongdu and had not yet reported to the headquarters after Fosbayro had joined the Light.

He felt that this was an opportunity, and it didn't seem difficult to follow Ogwesa to Lux and Ezreal's workplace to make arrangements.

After leaving the restaurant, the two brothers went their separate ways.

Ezreal returns to the Temple of the Lightbringer, where he works and lives.

Jeno, on the other hand, asked for directions and came to the Bouvier family's mansion step by step.

With the token given by Ogwesha, Jeno entered the mansion and was ushered into the guest room by the butler.

Ogilvesa hadn't come back yet, and Jeno was bored and had nothing to do, so he sat in his room for a while and then came out to walk around the mansion, taking a walk after cooking.

He noticed a huge rockery in the courtyard, and above the rockery stood a lifelike statue of a dragon and bird with wings spread. This made him sigh how much Ogilvesa likes dragons and birds, even the figures are so hardcore.

Jeno had learned through Ogvia that the Bouvier family was involved in a wide range of fields, hotels, restaurants, theaters, orphanages, ...... They are everywhere and bloom all over the territory of Demacia.

The patriarch of the Bouvier family, Madame Le Stara Bouvier, was a philanthropist, a man of kindness, who earned the family a good reputation, and Ogwesa was proud of her mother at every mention of her.

As he passed the corner of the courtyard, Jeno suddenly heard the sound of ethereal music coming from the partition wall.

At first, he didn't take it seriously, and it was too normal to hear music in the aristocratic mansion.

In order to improve their self-cultivation, many aristocrats began to learn musical instruments from a young age, just to show their skills in high-end places.

But the music Jeno heard now was a little unusual, not to mention that the melody was unusually beautiful, and even the timbre was completely different from what he usually heard.

He stopped and listened patiently for a while, and found that this was the sound that could only be produced by the guqin.

And he wondered how anyone could play a stringed instrument in Demacia?

According to Jeno's understanding, in the vast territory of Valoran, such as the piano and Western wind instruments are the mainstream instruments, and string instruments such as the guqin rarely appear.

The stringed instruments of the Runeterras originated in the mysterious East, that is, Ionia, and are relatively niche instruments. If you are not a true music lover, many people in the Valoran Continent do not know that there is such a strange instrument in the world.

If it weren't for the fact that Jeno was an Oriental in his previous life, he wouldn't know what it was now, even if he heard it.

It is strange to hear such an unpopular instrument in Demacia, and the skill of the player is very high.

The beautiful timbre of the guqin is breathtaking, as if it is the listener's own heartstrings that are tugged by those slender hands. The melody is so up-and-down that it's hard to tell which piece it is with Jeno's musicianship.

Or rather, it wasn't a set piece at all, but an improvisation that didn't leave a trace.