"Lu Yu, oh, Lu Yu, you've finally come! Join me."
Lu Yu stood firm, locking eyes with the approaching figure. "Speak," he demanded, his voice steady. "Who sent you to call for me?"
Jiang Tianxing chuckled. "No one but myself. I sought you out for a private discussion. Follow me to the backyard. Afterward, I'll submit to whatever punishment you deem fit."
Lu Yu's gaze narrowed. "Jiang Tianxing, your audacity astounds me. You are courting your own demise."
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Tianxing acknowledged the gravity of the situation. He knew any plea for forgiveness would be in vain. Lu Yu's mercy had reached its limit.
His hands trembled uncontrollably, betraying the nervous tremor coursing through him. He struggled for words, finally uttering, "Follow me. You'll understand why I brought you here."
"Why must we go there? Can't the discussion take place here?" Lu Yu countered.