Ma Bucun flew into a rage. "Lu Chengwen! You've gone too far!"
Lu Chengwen gripped the remote, inexplicably tense. Jiang Yuanshu and Liu Ruyan had already taken up positions at his sides to protect him.
The screens on both sides were kicked down and hacked apart. Dozens of experts rushed in, weapons in hand, bristling with fury as they waited for Ma Bucun's command.
Lu Chengwen held up the remote. "There's still one peaceful way to settle this. I'll transfer you the money. No matter how much the buildings behind you are worth, I'll compensate you in full. We leave, and you keep being your Lord Ma. Otherwise, the Ma family will be swimming in blood today!"
Ma Bucun snorted. "I, Ma Bucun, have tolerated you at every turn, yet you stole my treasure, humiliated my daughter, blew up my house, and ruined my reputation! Do you really think money can solve everything!?"
Lu Chengwen raised the remote. "If you want to fight, the Seven Star Loose Immortals are right here. You know better than anyone how the Zhou family died! And there are ten number keys on this thing. Think carefully—do you want your life's fortune blown into the sky? If this can be settled peacefully, compensation is no issue for me, Lu Chengwen. I can afford to pay for a few houses!"
Ma Bucun's expression darkened. "But I'm very unhappy right now. Leave Zhao Ritian behind. That bastard has been cursing me for days. I'll kill him, you'll compensate me for my house, and we'll be even!"
"Haha!" Lu Chengwen laughed twice. "Impossible! King of Xiliang, think this through. I'm not begging for your generosity—I'm giving you an opportunity. If you fail to seize it, there won't be a Ma family in Xiliang from this day onward!"
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