The scene unfolding before them left Yiyi and the others uneasy.
The blond, blue-eyed man in particular filled them with an inexplicable dread.
"Y-young Master Lu..."
Yiyi clenched her small fists and called out instinctively.
Fortunately, she noticed the mocking smile tugging at Lu Xingyuan's lips.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Then... everything should be all right?
The blond, blue-eyed man was tall and burly, his thick arms radiating an oppressive presence.
The jewel-encrusted sword at his waist further proved that he was no kindly soul.
He stared coldly at Lu Xingyuan and repeated:
"I order you... to let go!"
The instant those words left his mouth, he drew the sword at his waist. Its edge gleamed coldly, its tip aimed straight at Lu Xingyuan.
The sight terrified everyone nearby, but Li the Hooligan was beside himself with excitement.
"I might not be able to deal with you, but plenty of people can!"
You were baiting me, but wasn't I baiting you too?
A second later, however, his smile vanished as Lu Xingyuan abruptly tightened his grip.
Crack!
With that sharp snap, he felt his hand being forcibly broken!
The piercing pain drew an uncontrollable, agonized scream from him.
Cold sweat instantly poured down his body.
But the real question was, how did this bastard dare? Hadn't the man behind him already ordered him to let go?
Shocked and furious, Li the Hooligan hastily turned toward the blond, blue-eyed man behind him.
"L-Lord Henderson!"
"Look how arrogant this bastard is!"
"He doesn't respect you at all!"
The man named Henderson wore a grim expression, his gaze growing colder still.
"Train Conductor, you're provoking me. Do you realize that?"
"Isn't that perfectly obvious?"
Lu Xingyuan released his grip and tossed Li the Hooligan aside.
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