Under Lu Linyuan’s gaze, Lu Shaoyan curled his lips into a grin and said, “I already told you, I’m here to repay a favor.”
“You raised me all these years, Master Lu. I know how to return kindness.”
As he spoke, he walked toward Zhou Ting, who was being pinned to the ground. Blood dripped from the dining knife in his hand, drop by drop, onto the floor.
Several servants were clearly uneasy, and Zhou Ting began struggling violently.
Just as the servants were about to lose control, Lu Shaoyan suddenly looked at two of them. “Yu Meng, Zhou Yuan, the two of you belong to the Lu family. You’re paid by the Lu family. Master Lu said to hold him down. Didn’t you eat enough? Eat more in the future, so you’ll have some strength.”
Yu Meng and Zhou Yuan froze for a moment, instinctively glancing at Lu Linyuan, who sat slumped in his wheelchair yet stared intently in their direction.
Then their eyes met Lu Shaoyan’s cold, deep gaze.
Yu Meng’s body trembled, but his hands unconsciously tightened their grip.
Zhou Yuan spoke up, “Understood, Young Master.”
Lu Shaoyan smiled faintly and didn’t refute the title.
He knew these two weren’t part of Zhou Ting’s faction—or rather, they had their own ambitions.
He liked people with drive.
With both of them exerting force, Zhou Ting’s struggling body was firmly pressed to the ground once more.
As Lu Shaoyan crouched in front of him, Zhou Ting suddenly felt a surge of fear. “You… what do you want to do?”
Lu Shaoyan said calmly, “Do you regret not killing me earlier?”
“I didn’t…” Zhou Ting blurted out, but upon meeting Lu Shaoyan’s icy gaze, he suddenly realized that he had never truly seen through this so-called “fake young master” of the Lu family. “Don’t… don’t kill me. Murder is illegal.”
“Murder is illegal!”
Lu Shaoyan smiled faintly. “Steward Zhou, did you forget? I’m a psychiatric patient. You were the one who handled the certification.”
As his words fell, in Zhou Ting’s terrified eyes, the blade slowly sank into his heart.
Lu Shaoyan had no interest in wasting words on the dead.
Blood spilled from Zhou Ting’s mouth as the blade pierced him. With his final breath, he glared at Lu Shaoyan with hatred. “I… should have killed you earlier… I should have killed you…”
“Yes,” Lu Shaoyan replied calmly, “when you have the chance, you shouldn’t hesitate. That’s the lesson you taught me.”
As his voice faded, Zhou Ting collapsed, his eyes wide open in death.
When Lu Shaoyan stood up, everyone around him instinctively stepped back.
His frame wasn’t imposing, yet at this moment, it radiated overwhelming pressure.
After all, in such a short time, he had killed two people.
Everyone feared that he might become addicted to killing… and turn on them next.
Wherever his gaze swept, the servants lowered their heads. Those who had spoken ill of him before were trembling slightly.
Then Lu Shaoyan turned his eyes toward Liu Yun, who was slumped on the ground.
Even though Liu Yun was still immersed in grief, her hands instinctively scraped against the floor, as if trying to retreat. This story is hosted at g.com.
“You can’t kill me!!”
“I… I raised you for over ten years…”
“Old Lu… are you all dead?! Stop him!!!”
As Lu Shaoyan approached, a yellow stain spread beneath Liu Yun’s long skirt.
She didn’t want to die.
Even if her son was dead, she still wanted to live.
Her earlier hysteria couldn’t overcome her instinct to survive.
Though no one was restraining her, the overwhelming fear made her body feel paralyzed.
So this was what the fear of death felt like—weakening the limbs until they refused to move.
Yet no one stepped forward.
Everyone seemed frozen by Lu Shaoyan’s ruthlessness and eerie calm.
Only when he reached Liu Yun did a slender figure suddenly rush between them.
“Don’t!”
“Don’t… kill my mom.”
Lu Keran was clearly terrified. Her voice trembled, yet she still spread her arms, standing in front of Lu Shaoyan.
She was afraid of him too—but she couldn’t just watch him kill her mother.
Lu Shaoyan’s gaze fell on Lu Keran’s tense, delicate face. His expression didn’t change, but it made her bite her lip unconsciously. “Brother… don’t.”
“Brother…”
At that moment, Lu Qingyan also regained some composure and spoke, “Shaoyan.”
Lu Shaoyan let out a soft chuckle. “Don’t be so nervous. I’m not some madman. I just want to help Madam Lu up.”
As he spoke, he glanced at the servants standing around like frightened quails. “Why aren’t you helping Madam Lu up yet?”
Only then did someone cautiously step forward to assist Liu Yun.
Lu Shaoyan then said to Lu Keran, “Don’t wear such heavy makeup in the future. What kind of look is that? It’s inappropriate.”
Lu Keran’s body was still weak. When she rushed over earlier, she had even stepped in the blood that had flowed from Lu Yunhai.
Her heart was racing uncontrollably.
She had been afraid that Lu Shaoyan might stab her as well.
She wasn’t even wearing heavy makeup—just some mascara and a touch of glossy lip tint. But hearing his words, she obediently nodded. “Okay.”
Noticing his gaze, she quickly nodded again with fear. “Got it… Brother.” Enjoying the story? Read on at g.com.
Lu Shaoyan smiled faintly, the meaning unclear.
This “Brother” sounded much more obedient now.
When she needed him, she called him brother. When she didn’t, he was just a bastard.
Her expressions changed rather quickly.
But he had never planned to kill Liu Yun anyway.
Not all lives were equal.
That was how the world worked.
Whether it was Lu Yunhai or Zhou Ting, killing them was one thing. But Liu Yun was still the mistress of the Lu family, and behind her stood the Liu family.
Whether she should die depended on how much Lu Linyuan hated that betrayal.
Besides, this was Lu Linyuan’s matter. There was no need for him to act.
Only then did Lu Shaoyan turn to look at Lu Linyuan.
Lu Linyuan’s gaze was complicated. Whether from exhaustion or inability to think, he looked at Lu Shaoyan deeply… then slowly closed his eyes.
At that moment, Lu Qingyan finally began arranging for Lu Linyuan to be sent to the car.
Before she could speak, Lu Shaoyan said first, “Miss Lu, you should go to the hospital as well. Contact the company’s legal team on the way. Madam Lu has been frightened—I’ll take care of things here for you.”
Lu Qingyan pressed her lips together.
Although she had never formally entered the Lu Corporation, with everything happening at home, if Lu Linyuan couldn’t manage affairs for a long time, she would need to take control of some authority.
Especially while his anger had yet to subside.
Naturally, she had to stay by his side.
She glanced at Liu Yun, who was still slumped on the ground, terrified and dazed. Then she looked at Lu Shaoyan with a complicated expression.
Though she had other thoughts, she understood that this was not the time to act on impulse.
And she didn’t like being called “Miss Lu.”
“I’ll take Father to the hospital. As for things at home… all of you will follow Shaoyan’s… the Young Master’s arrangements.”
That single sentence confirmed that Lu Shaoyan was still the young master of the Lu family.
The servants naturally didn’t dare disobey. Even without that title, after what they had just witnessed, no one would dare go against him.
Lu Shaoyan didn’t argue.
With a powerful backing, life was easy. He had no intention of going out to struggle on his own—that would be foolish.
He would keep the identity of the Lu family’s young master.
Everything else might be fake, but money was real.