Just then.
Four people in white coats emerged from a side door.
They looked at the old man, then at Lu Chengwen, their faces numb and restrained.
The old man said calmly, "Go in. She should already be asleep. Protect her heart—no... my grandson's heart."
The four nodded and pushed open the door behind the old man.
Through the crack in the door, Lu Chengwen saw Zhou Yujiao lying unconscious in a reclining chair. He also saw Zhou Kailan, who turned around and spotted Lu Chengwen as well.
He revealed a smug, sinister smile as the door slowly closed.
Lu Chengwen flew into a rage and charged forward with Gentleman's Snow in hand.
The old man slammed his cane against the floor!
A vast surge of true energy exploded through the corridor, and Lu Chengwen could barely keep his eyes open.
He swung his blade, but missed!
The old man's cane struck Lu Chengwen in the chest, shoulder, and lower abdomen. It smacked his wrist, then lashed across his cheek.
Lu Chengwen was sent flying sideways. He crashed into the wall and fell to the floor.
His whole body hurt.
Lu Chengwen grabbed Gentleman's Snow and struggled to his feet against the wall.
"You old bastard! You can still stop now! Otherwise, your Zhou Family will be in serious trouble!"
The old man said, "CEO Lu, I should be saying that to you. Isn't the difference in our strength obvious enough? Leave now, and we can still remain at peace."
"You're killing a young girl to save your own grandson. Is this how the Zhou Family carries on its bloodline!? You want him to pass on your family name as a murderer!?"
The old man snapped, "That's still better than having no descendants at all! That's how this world works—the