Chapter 143: A Textbook Case of Favoring Romance Over One’s Little Brother

At this moment, wails echoed through the corridor; Xiao Cang had broken in with his men.

They rushed to where Lu Beiqin was and asked anxiously, "Mr. Lu, are you alright?"

Lu Beiqin shook his head. "Find Young Master Lu."

"Understood!"

After Lu Beiqin had entered alone, Zhang Chuan had stayed outside to distract their enemies, while Xiao Cang led his men to infiltrate the bar through the back entrance.

Indeed, shortly after entering, Xiao Cang saw a group of men rushing toward a specific area. Realizing something was wrong, he promptly incapacitated them all.

Lu Beiqin grabbed one of the men by the collar and asked coldly, "Where are the people you abducted?"

Bloodied and trembling, the man stammered, "In the basement of the bar."

Lu Beiqin knocked him unconscious and headed toward the basement. Meanwhile, having received word from Xiao Cang, Zhang Chuan brought his men in and converged on the basement.

It was a storage area. Lu Beiqin had not expected such a massive warehouse to be hidden beneath a bar like this.

"Xiaobai!"

"Mmph!"

Lu Yuebai's voice came from not far away. Fortunately, he was only bound and had not been harmed.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Lu Yuebai felt his luck had been truly abysmal. He had merely gone for a few drinks at a small bar owned by the company, only to run into members of the Yang family causing trouble. They had trashed the place and, upon spotting him, seized him to use as bait for Lu Beiqin.

Lu Beiqin patted his shoulder. "It’s good that you're safe."

Suddenly, a loud "bang" reverberated through the air. Lu Beiqin turned abruptly to find that the heavy iron door of the warehouse had been locked from the outside.

Yang Xuan’s arrogant, triumphant laughter echoed through the door. "Prince, you must be exhausted after such a display of fury. Rest well in there, hahahahaha!"

Yang Xuan’s voice was grating. Lu Yuebai gritted his teeth. "They’ve gone too far. Brother, what do we do?"

Yang Xuan’s voice continued to drone on. "Don't worry, I won't kill you. At most, you’ll go hungry for a few meals. If any of you are willing to betray Lu Beiqin, step forward, and I will let you go—as long as you beat him up."

Watching the group inside via surveillance, Yang Xuan wore a look of absolute certainty. He wanted to toy with Lu Beiqin like a cat with a mouse, watching this arrogant, untouchable crown prince break his pride for a crust of bread, forced to watch as those around him turned against him one by one.

Lu Beiqin glanced at the iron door; it was hollow and not particularly thick. He looked at Xiao Cang. "Do it."

Xiao Cang nodded. He pulled a pair of brass knuckles from his pocket, slipped them on, and loosened his shoulders. A second later, with a thunderous "bang," he delivered a heavy blow to the iron door.

Yang Xuan flinched in terror, staring blankly at the door as a second punch landed, leaving a clear indentation of a fist in the metal!

With a third punch, the iron door was smashed clean through. What kind of freakish, monstrous strength did this man possess?

Through the fist-sized hole, Yang Xuan caught sight of Lu Beiqin’s cold, stern face. The man’s natural, imposing aura was like that of a vengeful deity, suffocating him.

Suddenly, a hand reached through, seized Yang Xuan by the tie, and slammed him against the heavy iron door.

"Argh!"

As the tie tightened, Yang Xuan struggled desperately, but it was futile. The person inside held his tie firmly while the iron door trapped his limbs, leaving him unable to break free.

Seeing Yang Xuan’s face turn a sickly shade of purple as his eyes began to roll back, his terrified subordinates rushed to unlock the door.

The moment it opened, Yang Xuan collapsed to the ground, limbs twitching. Soon, cries of agony began to ring out one after another.

***

Lu Yuebai followed Lu Beiqin to the car, safe and sound.

Lu Beiqin said, "For the time being, I will have Xiao Cang protect you. The Yang family won't let this go easily."

Lu Yuebai nodded. He regretted that, after his body had been eroded by the Yaoxia poison, he hadn't trained in years, nor did he possess the agile combat skills of Lu Beiqin. He felt a pang of self-reproach.

"I wish I were as capable as you."

A rare hint of a smile appeared on Lu Beiqin’s face. "Xiao Cang is very skilled; you can learn from him. The company isn't too busy right now, so you don't have to bury yourself in work. Relax every once in a while."

"Brother, you're so good to me!"

Overcome with emotion, Lu Yuebai hugged his brother.

Lu Beiqin pushed him away with a look of mild disgust. "You're twenty now; stop with the hugging."

Lu Yuebai retorted, "Little Sister-in-law is twenty too. If she hugged you, would you be disgusted then?"

Lu Beiqin countered, "Is she the same as you?"

Lu Yuebai realized then: this was a classic case of favoring his lover over his brother!

After having Lu Yuebai sent home, Lu Beiqin returned to the villa. He pushed the door open; it was one in the morning, and he assumed Shen Chuxian was already asleep.

To his surprise, the door to the lab upstairs opened. As soon as Shen Chuxian emerged, she saw Lu Beiqin standing in the entryway.

The man had a smear of blood on his face, and his body still carried an unvanished, bloodthirsty aura.