Jiang Xiaogou slowly drifted down, landing atop the buildings lining the alley. He sat at the highest point, looking toward the distant mountains.
His expression was calm, but his eyes held a trace of desolation.
"Kill."
Jiang Xiaogou's business team hurriedly fled into their cars for cover, while the personal guards they had brought shouted and charged at Lu Chengwen.
Lu Chengwen did not look at anyone. He kept his eyes fixed solely on Jiang Xiaogou.
He walked toward Jiang Xiaogou step by step.
The four Beauties all joined the fight. Manager Yin was muddleheadedly dragged into it as well, while He Lixing fought and asked Long Aotian at the same time:
"Aotian! What's going on!? Weren't we supposed to make a fortune!? This... this doesn't look like making money! It looks like we've gotten ourselves into huge trouble!"
Long Aotian merely stared at Jiang Xiaogou and muttered, "Yes. Huge trouble."
As Lu Chengwen moved forward, he slowly drew Gentleman's Snow. He took a deep breath and told himself to stay composed, stay calm!
He tightly wound the white silk at the hilt around his wrist. He was afraid he would not be able to match him and that the blade would fly from his hand.
Lu Chengwen knew that he was absolutely no match for Jiang Xiaogou.
Absolutely not!
But he did not want to retreat from this step, and he could not retreat either!
I, Lu Chengwen, could bow to powerful people in order to go back, to be a person, for profit, to build Chengwen District...
But to turn myself into an executioner with blood on his hands, into a terrifying demon...
How could I still have the face to go back and see Mom then!?
If this was to be my ending, then I, Lu Chengwen...