Chapter 276: Can

This long sword was the most ferocious magic treasure in Lu Yuanshan's hands. As long as this sword struck, Lu Maoxian would definitely die.

The sword tip was aimed at the gap in the rickshaw canopy, but Lu Yuanshan didn't take action for a long time.

He Haiqin said impatiently: "This junior still hasn't learned. If you are soft-hearted toward him now, don't blame him for being ruthless later."

Lu Yuanshan didn't take action for a long time, not because he was soft-hearted toward Lu Maoxian, but because he was worried about being cursed.

The rickshaw puller Tan Fucheng saw the clue and said to Lu Yuanshan: "I'll go see the situation with the second young master."

He Haiqin saw this and said: "Should I hide too?"

Lu Yuanshan nodded: "I'll trouble Uncle Qin to help me be on guard. I'm worried this old thing brought helpers."

"Little Shan, didn't you call me here to deal with his reinforcements?

Whether it's dark or bright, just let them come. Today I'll show you what I'm made of.

Even if he brings a thousand troops and ten thousand horses, I'll help you clean them up cleanly. Are you at ease now?"

"Thank you, Uncle Qin."

Tan Fucheng went to the alley entrance, and He Haiqin also went to the distance, facing the wall, back to Lu Yuanshan, and lit a cigarette.

Lu Yuanshan stabbed down with his sword.

Pfft!

Blood splashed all over Lu Yuanshan's face.

It was fishy, salty, and sticky. Lu Yuanshan looked down.

This wasn't Lu Maoxian's blood; it was Lu Yuanshan's own blood.

He stabbed his own stomach with one sword.

Lu Yuanshan's face was pale, and his body trembled.

This is the end!

In just this instant, this life was gone!

Why did he stab his own stomach?

He looked at the gap in the rickshaw canopy and saw Lu Maoxian still struggling under the rickshaw.

Did he use a technique?

Impossible.

The level of this rickshaw was very high.

With Lu Maoxian's cultivation, it was impossible to extend his technique outside the rickshaw.

Lu Yuanshan tried his best to pull the long sword out, but it was too late now.

He wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound.

He looked at Tan Fucheng and Lu Yuanhai at the alley entrance; both of them were standing with their backs to him.

He Haiqin was standing at the other end of the alley, seemingly closer to him.

But he also had his back to Lu Yuanshan, smoking by the wall.

None of them saw Lu Yuanshan.

Lu Yuanshan was about to die; being stabbed by this long sword, he couldn't possibly survive.

He wanted to stab another sword to take Lu Maoxian with him, but he couldn't even lift the sword now.

He remembered Monkey Qiu's words: "Some things aren't worth us betting on, because we can't afford to lose."

He knew now that some things really couldn't be lost.

In just the blink of an eye, he had lost everything.

He dragged his heavy body and walked toward Lu Yuanhai.

He wanted to give his younger brother a reminder.

Was it still in time?

After walking two steps, Lu Yuanshan's torso collapsed into a pile of minced meat, leaving only his head and limbs falling to the ground.

Clang-clang~

The long sword fell to the ground, and the rickshaw puller and Lu Yuanhai turned their heads sharply, seeing Lu Yuanshan scattered all over the ground.

Lu Yuanhai froze: "Brother..."

He rushed toward Lu Yuanshan regardless of anything. As soon as he got close, Lu Yuanshan's head and limbs also exploded one after another.

Lu Yuanhai, covered in blood and fine bone fragments, froze for two or three seconds and picked up the long sword on the ground.

With the sword tip pointing down, Lu Yuanhai held the long sword in mid-air.

Next, as long as he adjusted the angle slightly, he could stab the long sword into his own stomach.

He was also being controlled!

The rickshaw puller Tan Fucheng saw the situation was wrong and suddenly grabbed a handful of white sugar from his bosom and sprinkled it into the air: "Please eat some sugar!"

This hit was very accurate; two coughs came from mid-air, and the white sugar seemed to have entered someone's mouth.

The rickshaw puller shouted again: "You ate my sugar, please loosen your hand!"

The other side's strength loosened, and Lu Yuanhai's hands regained their ability to act, so he hurriedly threw the long sword to the ground.

The rickshaw puller grabbed Lu Yuanhai and ran away.

Someone seemed to have chased for a distance behind them, but finally let them go.

Tan Fucheng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Lu Yuanhai beside him.

Lu Yuanhai's mouth and lips were crooked, his eyes rolled up, and he didn't know what condition he was in.

The matter happened very quickly, not exceeding the time of a cigarette.

He Haiqin was still smoking in the corner. After finishing the cigarette, he stepped on the cigarette butt and walked to the rickshaw.

Lu Maoxian was still struggling in the rickshaw, and a voice came from the darkness: "This rickshaw is too heavy; I can't lift it."

He Haiqin took a paper bag from his pocket, which contained braised beef.

He ate a few pieces of beef, lifted the rickshaw wheel with one hand, and flipped the rickshaw over.

Lu Maoxian hurriedly crawled out from under the rickshaw canopy, looking at He Haiqin in surprise.

The one who let him out was actually He Haiqin?

How is this possible?

Lu Maoxian knew someone was protecting him in the dark, because this was the Sage's promise to him.

But he couldn't imagine in any way that this person would be He Haiqin.

The person he needed to guard against the most was He Haiqin.

He Haiqin put down the rickshaw, eating beef while asking: "Why are you looking at me? Craving beef? Want to eat two pieces too?"

Lu Maoxian asked: "Big Master He, do you want to save me or kill me?"

"Saving you or killing you are both easy to say. You can do as you please; I'm fine either way," He Haiqin smiled. "It's just that I think talking to those little brats is quite exhausting, but talking to an old thing like you is quite convenient."

Lu Maoxian understood He Haiqin's meaning and said respectfully: "Big Master He, just give your orders."

He Haiqin smiled: "First thing: there is a Sage on Sage Peak. What is his identity?"

Being able to ask such a question proved that He Haiqin indeed had contact with the Sage, but He Haiqin's understanding of the Sage was very limited, and the two sides were still in the cooperation stage.

Lu Maoxian pondered for a moment and took a handkerchief from his bosom.

The handkerchief was golden yellow, with coiled dragon cloud patterns on it.

"This was bestowed by the Sage." Lu Maoxian handed the handkerchief to He Haiqin.

He Haiqin looked at the handkerchief and nodded slightly.

He wasn't surprised by this result either.

"Second thing: you said you met my son Jiaqing at the cinema. Is this true or false?"

"This matter is absolutely true."

Was Lu Maoxian really sure that the person he saw in the cinema was He Jiaqing?

He wasn't sure.

But this matter was said by the Sage.

The Sage said He Jiaqing impersonated Zhou Changhong, and the Sage must be right. If there was a mistake, it wasn't Lu Maoxian's fault.

If He Haiqin questioned why he leaked the matter, Lu Maoxian would directly say it was the Sage's order. Anyway, He Haiqin already knew the Sage's identity.

He Haiqin didn't ask about He Jiaqing's matter again: "By seniority, I should call you Uncle. Uncle Lu, you must not forget tonight's matter when you become the master of the Lu family in the future."

Lu Maoxian nodded: "I will absolutely not forget your kindness."

"Empty words are not proof. Shouldn't we write a note?" He Haiqin had prepared the contract beforehand.

These contracts clearly stated many things, some of which Lu Maoxian could decide, and some he couldn't.

"I can't make decisions on some things, so I have no way..."

"The contract is written clearly. We can wait, wait until you can make decisions."

Lu Maoxian hesitated for a moment and signed the contract.

He didn't dare not to sign.

He Haiqin collected the contract and smiled: "Uncle Lu, you must become the family master early. Lu Dongliang's two sons—one is dead, and one has become a fool.

But Monkey Qiu isn't a simple character, and I'm not a ruthless person. If one day the fool is cured, I'm afraid there won't be any business for you as the family master."

This was a warning to Lu Maoxian.

Lu Yuanhai's condition wasn't irreversible.

Monkey Qiu might find a way.

If Lu Maoxian refused to listen, He Haiqin could also cure Lu Yuanhai.

After speaking, He Haiqin turned and left.

Lu Maoxian stood in place, his clothes completely soaked.

Life and death in a single line, truly life and death in a single line!

Master's thoughts are unfathomable. He told me not to care about He Haiqin; so that was the reason.

Can I still go to Black Stone Slope now?

I can't go.

Lu Yuanshan is dead, Lu Yuanhai has become a fool, and the Lu family is bound to be in chaos. Now is a good opportunity to compete for the family master position.

Lu Maoxian flew back to his mansion, hurriedly gathered his subordinates, and first prepared to meet Monkey Qiu.

He will definitely come.

If he doesn't come, I will go find him. If I can take advantage of the situation to kill him, the Lu family will be mine from now on, and no one can stop me!

Amidst anxiety and excitement, a white-clad youth walked into the courtyard silently.

The entire mansion, except for Lu Maoxian, didn't notice the appearance of the white-clad youth.

"Junior Brother, why have you come?"

The white-clad youth smiled: "If I didn't come, would you still have your life? Why did you want to go to Black Stone Slope?"

The one who acted as the middleman was precisely this Junior Brother.

Lu Maoxian hurriedly explained: "I went to Black Stone Slope to eliminate that group of people shooting movies for Master..."

The white-clad youth frowned: "So, the disturbance in Black Stone Slope has something to do with you?"

"Disturbance..." Lu Maoxian discovered the situation was wrong and changed his tone. "I went to Black Stone Slope to see if the disturbance there was caused by the movies."

The white-clad youth sighed: "Senior Brother, until now, you are still thinking about these useless words. Even if you can fool me, can you fool Master?"

Lu Maoxian's heart hung in his throat; he didn't know what he had done wrong: "It was Master who asked me to curb the wind of movies..."

"Master asked you to curb the wind of rebellion in the movies. Why are you staring at that vulgar movie?"

The vulgar movie referred to "Blood Gun Detective."

"That movie is indecent..."

The white-clad youth shook his head: "Senior Brother, I truly don't know what to say about you."

Lu Maoxian also didn't know how to explain: "Junior Brother, trouble you to point out to your brother, which movie is the one Master mentioned?"

The white-clad youth: "It's somewhat similar in name to the movie you were staring at."

Similar in name?

"Blood Blade Detective"?

The movie shot by the Ling family?

Does that movie have rebellious remarks?

To tell the truth, Lu Maoxian hadn't watched it seriously.

He told everyone that "Blood Blade Detective" was a good movie, shot with depth, and too few people could understand it.

But in reality, this was a tactic; it was his way of opening topics with others, and he had no interest in the movie itself.

He had watched "Blood Gun Detective" seriously; that movie was too special.

But he didn't expect that what the Sage hated was "Blood Blade Detective."

Lu Maoxian suddenly

"I have," the youth in white nodded and said, "Since the names are similar, I imagine Master may not be able to distinguish them clearly. When I reply, I will be vague, and perhaps the matter can be glossed over.

But if Master investigates strictly, I will have a hard time explaining it, and I might even be implicated."

At his age, Lu Maoxian naturally understood the subtext.

He took out a check and stuffed it into the youth in white's hand: "I have troubled you, Junior Brother."

The youth in white remained calm and collected the check: "Senior Brother, Master has resolved the He family matter for you, and Master has also paved the way for you regarding the Lu family matter.

As for the Black Stone Slope matter, do not interfere in it again in the future. Push all the wrongdoings onto Tang Peigong and Wu Decheng.

I have said what I needed to say."

Lu Maoxian bowed again and escorted the youth in white out of the residence.

In the Lu family mansion, Qiu Zhiheng was reading a magazine in his small building—a magazine just sent from Black Stone Slope.

The coachman Tan Fucheng rushed in anxiously: "Chief Qiu, it's bad, something has happened to the two young masters."

Qiu Zhiheng hurried to the main residence, only to hear the first lady, Duan Shaoxia, crying out loudly: "My son, what has happened to you!"

Lu Yuanhai lay on the ground, his mouth and eyes crooked, his face sagging.

"Fucheng, what happened?"

Tan Fucheng said: "Chief Qiu, the two young masters went to find the old master, but they were ambushed."

Duan Shaoxia cried: "Why did they go to find the old master?"

Tan Fucheng did not know how to answer, and Qiu Zhiheng signaled him not to say more for now.

Before long, when the physician arrived, Qiu Zhiheng had people take Lu Yuanhai upstairs for treatment and had the idle people settled in the guest rooms, forbidding them from leaving. He took Duan Shaoxia and Tan Fucheng to the study to talk privately.

Tan Fucheng recounted the sequence of events: "The two young masters made an appointment with He Haiqin, wanting to have a showdown with the old master, but they didn't expect to be ambushed. The second young master became like this..."

Duan Shaoxia said: "What about Yuanshan?"

Tan Fucheng looked at Duan Shaoxia and shook his head slightly.

Duan Shaoxia rolled her eyes and fainted.

After reviving Duan Shaoxia, she grabbed Qiu Zhiheng by the collar and asked: "Little Qiu, why didn't you stop them? Why?"

Qiu Zhiheng remained silent.

Tan Fucheng said: "Madam, this is not Chief Qiu's fault; he was completely unaware."

Duan Shaoxia pulled at Qiu Zhiheng: "Give me back my son, give me back my son!"

PS: Lu Yuanshan was a very calculating person who could have gone further, but some things cannot be gambled on because one cannot afford to lose.

Just as there are some things He Haiqin dares not gamble on, so he chose limited cooperation.

(End of chapter)