Call for help?
Who else could he call?
His backer was right before his eyes.
His greatest trump card was his greatest enemy.
Was there anything in this world more absurd, more hopeless than that?
The thought of his true master, Young Master Zhong of Longdu, flashed through Zhou Pengfei's mind.
Young Master Zhong certainly had immense influence and power within the country.
But that was within the rules!
The man before him, this Darkness Emperor...
He made the rules and trampled the law!
He was a god and demon walking among mortals, seeing all living beings as ants.
Once you fell into the hands of someone like him, there was no reasoning with him. There was only death!
And just now, he had actually tried to intimidate him with Young Master Zhong's name?
That was like threatening an aircraft carrier with a toy water pistol!
"I... I was wrong... Mister Yue... no! Your Majesty, Darkness Emperor, I was truly wrong..."
Tears and snot streamed down Zhou Pengfei's face as he desperately kowtowed and begged for mercy, smashing his forehead against the hard ground until it was drenched in blood.
"Please spare my life! I'm nothing! I'm just one of Young Master Zhong's dogs!"
"Young Master Zhong ordered all of it! He told me to take over the Lu family's businesses! He was the one who wanted to go after your brother... it had nothing to do with me!"
To stay alive, Zhou Pengfei sold out his master in an instant, without the slightest hesitation.
"Hmph!"
Yue Feng merely watched him coldly, unmoved.
Just then, Yue Xiaofei walked over. Looking at Zhou Pengfei's miserable state, then at his older brother's amused expression, he couldn't help laughing.
"Bro, you were deliberately messing with him just now, weren't you?"
Yue Feng nodded