The three of them came downstairs.
Only after discovering that Yang Fan had already entered the Massage Room did they all breathe a sigh of relief.
"Whew..."
Gu Chengye patted his chest.
"Finally, we're safe."
Yang Chenglu nodded along, ready to make a run for it.
But just then, Yang Chengrou suddenly stopped.
His gaze quickly swept around the living room.
The next instant.
His eyes lit up!
Near the doorway, that familiar Spiked Club was lying quietly on the floor.
"My Spiked Club!"
Yang Chengrou hurried over.
He picked up the Spiked Club and hefted it a few times before finally letting out a long sigh of relief.
"Big brother."
Gu Chengye approached curiously.
"What kind of treasure is that? Why were you so worried?"
"A secret weapon!"
Yang Chengrou wore a serious expression.
"One swing can split mountains and sever rivers!"
"Pfft!"
Gu Chengye looked utterly disdainful.
"Yeah, right."
"If it were really that powerful, it'd have to be a high-end intelligent weapon at the very least, wouldn't it?"
"Could you even afford one?"
"You don't believe me?" Yang Chengrou frowned.
"Of course not!"
"Then I'll show you."
Yang Chengrou swung the Spiked Club without further ado.
"Take this!"
Whoosh!
The Spiked Club whistled through the air, smashing straight toward Gu Chengye's chest!
"Holy shit!"
Gu Chengye's expression changed instantly.
"Are you nuts?"
Caught off guard, he hurriedly raised his arms to block.
Just as he thought he was going to end up with at least a few broken bones today...
Whoosh!
That vicious-looking Spiked Club suddenly went limp just before it touched him.
The formerly rigid metal shaft seemed to turn into modeling clay in an instant.
Flop!
Half the club drooped straight onto the floor.
Gu Chengye: "..."
Yang Chenglu: "..."
The three brothers fell silent.