Lu Cheng exhaled slowly.
Today was Monday.
And like every other day, he had to go to school.
But unlike before…
Azure Sky High School was no longer just a place of study.
It was where the first Son of Luck of this world resided.
Long Tianyu.
The "Soldier King."
A man whose existence alone carried pressure.
Even before meeting him, Lu Cheng could feel it—
A faint sense of oppression, like something dangerous was already watching from beyond the horizon.
He had no choice but to face him sooner or later.
But not today.
Not yet.
After a quick shower, Lu Cheng changed and walked downstairs.
The moment he entered the dining hall—
He saw her.
A young maid was quietly arranging breakfast on the table.
She was slender, standing at around 1.68 meters.
Long sky-blue hair flowed smoothly down her back like silk under the morning light. Her skin was pale and flawless, giving her an almost fragile, glass-like beauty. Her delicate face carried a soft innocence, but her eyes… held a faint heaviness that didn't match her age.
As if she had learned to endure pain too early.
A beauty that didn't ask for attention—
Yet quietly stole it.
Lu Cheng immediately recognized her.
Su Wanyue.
The first heroine of Long Tianyu.
According to the original story…
She came from a poor family.
Her mother was seriously ill and required expensive treatment.
To cover medical expenses, she worked as a maid in the Lu household while attending Azure Sky High School.
A classic "suffering heroine" destined to orbit the protagonist.
Just then—
A faint interface appeared in Lu Cheng's vision.
[System Feature Unlocked: Favorability Detector]
Lu Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly.
"System, what is this?"
[Replying to Host: The Favorability Detector allows you to view a target's favorability towards the host.]
Lu Cheng glanced at Su Wanyue.
[Target: Su Wanyue]
[Favorability: 10 (Friendly)]
"Only 10…"
He calmly closed the interface.
No surprise.
No emotion.
Just observation.
Lu Cheng walked to the dining table and sat down.
Without looking up, he asked,
"Is everything ready?"
Su Wanyue's hands paused for a fraction of a second.
A barely noticeable hesitation.
Then she lowered her head.
"Yes… Young Master."
Her voice was soft, but there was something buried beneath it—
A faint uncertainty.
Not fear exactly.
But discomfort she couldn't explain.
"Go get ready for school."
"You'll go with me."
Su Wanyue's eyes widened slightly.
"B-but Young Master… I—"
"No buts."
His tone was calm, but firm enough to cut off resistance.
"Go."
She hesitated.
For a brief moment, her fingers tightened slightly at her apron.
Then she nodded slowly.
"…Yes."
And turned away.
As she walked back to her room, Su Wanyue stopped for a second.
Her hand lightly touched her chest.
Her heartbeat felt slightly off today.
Not because of fear…
But because of something unfamiliar.
The Young Master…
Was still the same person.
Yet something about him felt different.
Colder.
Sharper.
As if he was no longer simply living inside this world…
But quietly observing it from above.
That thought made her uneasy.
But she couldn't understand why.
After a while, she returned.
Now wearing her school uniform.
A crisp white blouse paired with a fitted navy-blue skirt outlined her slender figure. The uniform was simple, yet on her it looked almost refined, as if it was designed for her alone. Her sky-blue hair was neatly tied, revealing a soft neck and delicate collarbone.
Pure.
Quiet.
And dangerously eye-catching.
For a moment—
Lu Cheng's heartbeat subtly shifted.
Too perfect.
But he quickly suppressed the thought.
His expression returned to calm indifference.
"Let's go."
Outside the villa—
A black Rolls-Royce Cullinan waited silently.
The driver stepped forward immediately and opened the door.
"Young Master."
Lu Cheng stepped inside.
Su Wanyue followed quietly.
The door closed.
The engine started.
Inside the car, silence settled.
Luxury surrounded them.
Soft leather seats.
Dim ambient lighting.
The world outside slowly drifting away.
Lu Cheng leaned back.
On the surface, calm.
But inside—
A subtle awareness formed.
This world was already beginning to change.
And so was he.
A life of unimaginable luxury.
A system that defied fate.
A heroine sitting beside him.
His fingers tightened slightly.
A faint smile formed on his lips.
So this is what standing above others feels like…
Then—
A name surfaced in his mind.
Long Tianyu.
The Soldier King.
The first Son of Luck of this world.
Even before appearing…
His presence felt like a shadow stretching across fate itself.
If destiny truly wanted them to meet…
Then Lu Cheng would not avoid it.
Because from this moment onward—
He was no longer a stepping stone in someone else's story.
He was the one who would stand against destiny itself.