Chapter 134

Chapter 134

Bai Xingshu found Shen Geng, and the two had breakfast together. As they ate, Bai Xingshu eagerly shared his new discovery.

"Did you know? Luo Yu is also a high-society Alpha," Bai Xingshu said with full confidence. "I must have some innate luck with high-society Alphas."

Without even trying, high-society Alphas just kept coming to him.

*What did that* mean*?*

It was proof he was destined to succeed!

Shen Geng listened, chewing his toast expressionlessly.

"Where’s Luo Yu now?" Shen Geng asked, getting straight to the point.

However, Bai Xingshu didn’t pick up on the sharpness of the question. Instead, he beamed: "I told him to get some proper sleep. He didn’t rest at all during the earlier shift when nothing was happening."

"And then he just went to sleep?" Shen Geng asked.

"Of course," Bai Xingshu said, puzzled.

Shen Geng eyed Bai Xingshu—this ever-helpful senior who was so good at looking after newcomers.

Well.

*What a* good *guy!*

Keeping a straight face, Shen Geng concluded that he really didn’t have much to worry about when it came to Bai Xingshu.

If anything, the ones who needed worrying were the high-society Alphas Bai Xingshu had targeted.

But this Luo Yu…

Knowing Bai Xingshu had gone out to find him, he actually just went to sleep. This made Shen Geng like him even more.

What a great junior! Clearly, he wasn’t interested in him that way.

To see past Bai Xingshu’s outstanding appearance and recognize his *‘true nature’*—now that was impressive!

So, both Bai Xingshu and Shen Geng finished their breakfast in a good mood.

When they returned to the dorm, they could already hear Luo Yu’s deep, even breaths.

The two shared a look, then turned in.

By 9 a.m., Luo Yu woke up half-asleep, but at least he felt much better after catching some extra rest.

The police leading them were busy investigating the smuggling case, but patrol duties couldn’t be put on hold because of it. Of course, the grunt work went to the three temporary staff members.

Trying to cheer up Luo Yu, Bai Xingshu said, "Once this case is over, we’ll definitely get proper rest."

Luo Yu scoffed. With a dry laugh, he shot back a well-worn line: "I’ve heard that one too many times at home. No one ever actually gets to rest properly."

He was referring to his own uncle.

Bai Xingshu thought back to his experiences in Shangqing District and let out a dry laugh, not bothering to deny it.

After yesterday’s chaos, Luo Yu struggled to readjust to mundane busywork.

Losing things, searching for things, or mediating quarrels—all these tasks falling on Luo Yu's shoulders left him feeling completely out of his depth.

But watching Bai Xingshu and Shen Geng smoothly handle one mundane issue after another...

This showed Luo Yu even more clearly just how excellent they were compared to last night when they had worked together.

Luo Yu pressed his lips tightly together, silent.

He couldn’t help but feel his confidence in pulling this off slipping.

Was he really cut out for the royal family’s approval?

A little self-doubt was natural, Luo Yu thought. But since he had set his mind on joining the military, he wasn’t about to quit just ’cause he felt outmatched.

Luo Yu lived by one rule—if you can’t do something, you’ve got to work harder to make it happen!

So, after observing Bai Xingshu and Shen Geng carefully for a while, Luo Yu stepped up.

After some deliberation, he directly took over the nitty-gritty of settling petty squabbles from Bai Xingshu and Shen Geng.

One thing Luo Yu wasn’t totally hopeless at.

He dove into the messy mediation gig with great seriousness, though the complexities of the Luo family’s high-society disputes were a far cry from the everyday grievances of ordinary people.

Often, while trying to mediate, Luo Yu would come out with gems like, *"Why not eat meat if you’re hungry?"* or *"If you don’t have bread, why not eat cake?"*—lines that had people groaning.

Even when his words drove people up the wall, and even when others pointed out his naivety, Luo Yu, though embarrassed, still persisted because he meant well.

Sometimes, you didn’t need to be perfect to get results.

The quarreling parties, seeing Luo Yu’s youthful face and his earnest attempts to reason with them using his barely-there life experience, gradually shifted their focus.

Their bickering often fizzled out as their attention turned to Luo Yu instead.

Many of the bickering aunties and uncles even flipped the script and started schooling Luo Yu.

*"You shouldn’t say it like that,"* or *"That’s not how things work,"* or *"This isn’t the way to mediate—you should consider it like this..."*

As both sides lectured Luo Yu, the tension that had once threatened to require police intervention quickly faded. Through this "teaching" process, they began to understand each other’s perspectives and found it easier to communicate.

After a day or two, surprisingly, Luo Yu’s performance in this area wasn’t half bad. The only issue was that the cops’ call logs had some hilarious notes.

—*"If you send this little kid next time we call, I’ll have to check how well he’s learned his lessons!"*

These complaints, equal parts griping and grudging fondness, were sent back to the police station, where they had the whole squad in stitches.

But laughter aside, neither Bai Xingshu nor Shen Geng was stingy with praise. They piled on the praise for Luo Yu.

After his early funk, Luo Yu’s confidence gradually returned.

And so, they arrived at the time to close in on the smuggling case.

Luo Yu eyed them jealously as everyone else received their weapons.

As the rookie of rookies, his role in this operation was stuck playing gofer—essentially, riding shotgun just to learn the ropes.

Bai Xingshu and Shen Geng, however, were both armed.

Normally, these [weapons] shouldn’t be given to temps, but those two are exceptions.

This was mainly because of Bai Xingshu.

Who knew this guy would actually rush in unarmed like that!

After a few close calls, the whole team agreed their nerves couldn’t handle it.

Eventually, they all agreed to let Bai Xingshu carry a weapon.

Besides, Bai Xingshu had plenty of weapons training from military school—so on paper, it made sense.

Most importantly, it made everyone feel safer.

Shen Geng got the same deal—no favoritism since he was Bai Xingshu’s classmate.

Luo Yu just had bad timing—he showed up a year too late.

The raid kicked off, with every cop in position.

Even under the noon sun, the blocked-off zone was dead silent.

Three.

Two.

One.

A massive blast blew doors and windows apart—game on.