Jiang Yuanzheng stomped his foot.
"It's over. Those two moves just wiped out at least one of my outdoor pools and a golf course!"
As he spoke, he was about to rush in to save Lu Chengwen.
But just as he moved, someone pressed a hand onto his shoulder.
Jiang Yuanzheng was scared senseless!
For an Ancient Martial Artist of his level, aside from everyday circumstances, having another martial artist silently place a hand on his shoulder from behind was terrifying.
It meant that if this person had wanted his life just now, he would already be dead.
Jiang Yuanzheng instinctively spun around, gathered his qi, and assumed a defensive stance—all in one fluid motion.
Ming Disha smiled.
"Fourth Brother! It's me!"
"Duke Disha!?" The tension in Jiang Yuanzheng's heart eased slightly.
Duke Disha grinned mischievously. "Don't go over there yet."
"No, my villa—and that company he promised me—haven't been delivered yet!"
"I know, I know. Just don't go over there yet."
"Duke Disha, they're about to die in there. Aren't you worried?"
Ming Disha said, "This matter needs to be settled once and for all. If you rush in today and save Lu Chengwen, your second brother will definitely explode with rage and refuse to accept it. He'll still come after Lu Chengwen in the future, and his methods may become even more... underhanded and unpredictable."
"The three of them can't possibly beat my second brother."
"Not necessarily. Let's watch first."
Jiang Yuanzheng said, "You don't actually think the three of them can defeat my second brother, do you?"
"How would I know? But... your second brother's mindset is changing."
"Huh!?"
Ming Disha smiled. "Actually, he admires Lu Chengwen."
"Uh... I don't get it. He clearly hates Lu Chengwen."
"Hate is hate, dislike is dislike, but admiration is admiration.