At this moment, only Zheng Jun and a few bodyguards were in the private room.
Regardless of what Zheng Jun wanted from him, Lin Luxi had only one goal.
“I’m returning your money. I quit. I’m out.”
Zheng Jun didn’t even look at him. He cut a cigar, slowly exhaled a plume of smoke, and let the silence stretch for over a minute before finally tapping his own face. “Here. Tell me, what do you see?”
Lin Luxi had no idea what he was getting at. He glanced toward the room next door, then slowly unclenched his fist. “A scar? So what?”
Zheng Jun slammed his fist down, shattering the glass table, his voice fierce. “Do I look like someone who’s easy to deal with? Whether you want to do this or not isn’t up to you!”
He waved his hand grandly, as if exuding dominance.
“Consider this money your life payment. If you leave now, we’ll pretend today never happened.”
Lin Luxi’s mood remained completely unshaken. He was already thinking about how to resolve this as quietly as possible without being noticed.
Zheng Jun, however, assumed Lin Luxi was intimidated. Just a kid fresh out of adulthood, barely weaned, scare him a little, and he’d fall in line.
After the stick came the carrot. Zheng Jun softened his tone, trying to placate him. “To be honest, you don’t have to do much. Just pass along a few messages, it’s simple. And you’ll get paid. A good deal like this, others would kill for.”
Lin Luxi’s light-brain buzzed. He glanced at it briefly, ignored it, and turned back to Zheng Jun. “If it’s such a good deal, give it to someone else. I’m not doing it.”
To make his stance clear, he immediately blocked Zheng Jun’s contact.
Zheng Jun crushed the glass in his hand with a sharp crack. With a wave, his bodyguards surged forward, determined to teach Lin Luxi a lesson.
Lin Luxi was already in a defensive stance. Even though he was about to be surrounded by several towering, muscular men, he still looked relaxed. The only thing troubling him was—
How could he settle this quietly and quickly?
At that moment, Lin Luxi found himself thinking about his friend who had awakened mental powers, excelling in mental control. If only he had that ability too, this would be so much easier.
Zheng Jun sat back, watching the brawl with an air of ease. But soon, his expression grew serious.
Wasn’t Lin Luxi supposed to be a worthless good-for-nothing with terrible mental strength and physique? Where did those skinny arms and legs get the strength to go toe-to-toe with his sturdy, powerful bodyguards?
After witnessing Lin Luxi send a bodyguard flying three or four meters with a single kick, Zheng Jun’s relaxed expression gradually stiffened.
Next door, in private room 11109.
Lin Yinyue had been about to lose it the moment he saw Lin Luxi, but now that he had calmed down, he finally realized what had been bothering him earlier.
He replayed the scene in his mind, confirming that Lin Luxi had come out of the room next door.
Yet Lin Luxi claimed he had gotten lost.
Blue Dream had only one hallway, and the room numbers were clearly displayed in large print. Unless someone was blind, there was no way to mistake them.
Lin Yinyue was certain Lin Luxi was hiding something.
And that something might very well be trouble.
It wouldn’t be the first time something like this had happened.
In the past, whenever Lin Luxi got into trouble, he’d be too afraid to tell anyone at first, thinking he could handle it alone. But by the time things spiraled out of control and he could no longer hide them, the trouble had already escalated.
In the end, Yue Xinghe would always have to step in and clean up the mess.
The earlier such problems were dealt with, the better.
Even though Lin Yinyue wished Lin Luxi would take a hard fall, he didn’t actually want to see his troubles snowball into something serious, ending with him getting beaten up again.
So, gritting his teeth despite his reluctance, Lin Yinyue went over to Yue Xinghe and told him what he had seen.
I’m such a good person.
Lin Yinyue could already picture the look of shock and gratitude on Lin Luxi’s face.
Meanwhile, in room 11108, where punches and kicks were flying hot and heavy, Lin Luxi had already taken down the bodyguards. After engaging Zheng Jun, he subdued him within moments.
With one hand locked around Zheng Jun’s neck and his arm muscles taut, Lin Luxi threw his own words back at him. “By the time I walk out of here, you’ll forget you ever saw me. Consider this your payment for staying alive. Got it?”
Zheng Jun, a burly man standing over 1.8 meters and weighing nearly 100 kilograms, was pinned to the ground by a slender, youthful-looking young man. He couldn’t move an inch.
His arms, usually strong enough to crush stone, were locked behind his back. The slightest struggle tightened the grip around his throat, leaving him gasping for air.
Zheng Jun looked into the young man’s eyes.
There was no fear or tension in them, only ease, as if he didn’t matter at all.
But Zheng Jun was a man who had clawed his way up from the bottom over the past twenty-plus years. He valued his life and wouldn’t yield until the very last moment.
But it wasn’t time for that just yet.
Still, Zheng Jun nodded on the surface. “Fine. I get it.”
Lin Luxi had never treated these people as mere characters in a book. He saw them as living beings, and this world as real.
So unless absolutely necessary, he didn’t want to go too far.
“Alright, then.”
Lin Luxi nodded and was about to get up when curiosity got the better of him. “Why did you contact me in the first place? What did you want me to do?”
“I don’t see anything valuable about me.”
The original owner was so useless, Lin Luxi was genuinely curious.
He had searched through the entire original novel but found no trace of this plotline.
Maybe because the original owner wasn’t the protagonist, so it didn’t get much attention. That also meant this part of the story likely had no impact on the male lead.
With his arms still locked behind him, Zheng Jun slowly groped for his light-brain against the floor as he spoke. “Actually, there’s no reason I can’t tell you. A little digging and you’d find out anyway. Someone put out a ten-million bounty for…”
Lin Luxi’s light-brain buzzed again, an incoming call.
Zheng Jun paused. “Aren’t you going to answer?”
Lin Luxi didn’t respond. His instincts told him this information was crucial. He pressed his knee into Zheng Jun’s abdomen. “You didn’t finish. What exactly do they want?”
Sweating heavily from the discomfort, Zheng Jun suddenly grinned. “What do they want? I just won’t tell you!”
“What?”
Lin Luxi was taken aback and was about to press further when suddenly, the ground shook violently.
An earthquake?
Cracks appeared in the floor. Lin Luxi reacted instinctively, pushing off with his legs and leaping back toward the wall.
He looked up to see a three-meter-tall, fully mechanized humanoid mech bursting through the floor just meters away. His eyes widened in shock.
Zheng Jun stood atop the mech, laughing mockingly. “Hahaha! Trying to mess with me…” You’re still too green.
“Lin Luxi! You’re causing trouble for Brother Yue again!! When will you ever learn to behave?”
An even louder, more furious voice suddenly cut through, completely drowning out Zheng Jun.
Behind the humanoid mech, the wall between rooms 11108 and 11109 had collapsed mostly, but Lin Luxi hadn’t noticed it at first because the mech was in the way.
From just a few meters away, Lin Yinyue glared angrily, but Lin Luxi wasn’t looking at him at all. His attention was entirely on Yue Xinghe, who stood there in silence.
This situation was completely beyond Lin Luxi’s plan.
Perhaps because, for some reason, he had never considered the factor of a mech, the situation had instantly spiraled out of control.
The very thing Lin Luxi had wanted to avoid was now happening.
He really wanted to go online and post a question right now.
Caught by the male lead while meeting the antagonist, how to deal with this? Waiting online, super urgent!
Author’s Note:
Lin Yinyue: Even though I don’t like you, I don’t want to see you get beaten to death. I’m such a kind-hearted person.
Lin Luxi: = = Then I really have to thank you.