Chapter 12

"Rubbish, look at what that little brat has done to me? There’s no way I’ll let him off alive." Upon hearing this, Wang Cui'e immediately shouted fiercely, her tone resolute and leaving no room for negotiation.

"Madam, why must you be so relentless?" Lu Xingyao’s face was full of sorrow as he spoke, unable to bear the sight.

"Hmph, I, Miss Wang, have never suffered such humiliation from the day I was born. If I don’t tear this little brat to pieces today, I won’t be able to vent my anger. I ask you, will you kill him or not?" Wang Cui'e glared at Lu Tianyu, her eyes blazing with fury, and she barked in a harsh voice.

"I... I will!" Lu Xingyao, recalling the powerful Wang family behind Wang Cui'e, could only nod in humiliation.

"Xiao Yi, let go!" Turning to look at Lu Yi, who was holding his right arm, Lu Xingyao’s face gradually turned extremely grim.

"Third Sister, all of this is because of me, it has nothing to do with Yu'er. I beg you, spare my son’s life. If you want to kill or torture someone, come for me. I am willing to give my life to save Yu'er’s." At this moment, Li Xianghui, who was usually gentle, suddenly turned her head to Wang Cui'e and pleaded bitterly.

"You lowly woman, what use do I have for your life? Besides, don’t worry, after I kill this little brat, it will be your turn. Today, both you and your son will die. Only by taking both your lives can I wash away the humiliation I’ve suffered today!" Wang Cui'e immediately cursed viciously upon hearing this.

With that, Wang Cui'e raised her right hand and slapped Li Xianghui, who was kneeling on the ground, sending her flying far away. Blood gushed from the corner of her mouth, instantly staining the ground red.

"Mother..." Seeing this, Lu Tianyu felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. He shouted at Wang Cui'e, "You bitch, stop it! Remember, if I survive this, I will tear you to pieces to avenge this humiliation."

"Yu'er, shut up!" Li Xianghui, upon hearing this, immediately struggled to her feet and crawled over to Wang Cui'e, grabbing her right leg and pleading, "Third Sister, if beating me can make you feel better, then go ahead. As long as you spare Yu'er, even if you beat me to death, I will have no regrets."

"Lowly woman, get out of my way." Wang Cui'e looked down at Li Xianghui with disdain and, without hesitation, kicked her far away.

Li Xianghui, with no cultivation at all, was extremely weak. How could she withstand Wang Cui'e’s furious kick? After falling to the ground, she spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted, severely injured.

"Whore, stop it!" Lu Tianyu, restrained by Lu Xingyao’s battle aura, could not move at all. He could only shout in anger, feeling an indescribable sense of frustration. After all, why was he in this situation? It was because he was not strong enough.

If he had enough strength to defeat Lu Xingyao, he wouldn’t be in this helpless situation today.

"Lu Xingyao, why haven’t you moved yet?" Wang Cui'e, without even glancing at the fallen Li Xianghui, turned to Lu Xingyao and urged him fiercely.

"Yes..." Lu Xingyao could only nod, a faint blue battle aura flashing on his right arm. Lu Yi, who was holding his right arm, was immediately pushed back three steps and fell to the side.

"Yu'er, for the sake of the entire Lu family, Uncle Three can only wrong you. Don’t blame Uncle Three after you die!" Lu Xingyao’s eyes gradually filled with tears. He raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and was about to strike Lu Tianyu’s forehead.

"Uncle Three, I can die, but I have one last request before I die. If you don’t agree, even as a ghost, I won’t let you off." Lu Tianyu glanced at his mother, who was severely injured and unconscious, and said with determination.

"Alright, speak. If Uncle Three can do it, I will agree." Lu Xingyao, hearing this, held his right fist in the air and slowly replied.

"Uncle Three, my father died early, and my mother raised me with great hardship. My only regret in life is that I cannot serve her and let her enjoy her old age. I hope you can promise me that after I die, you will take good care of my mother and not let anyone bully her. If you can do this, even if I die, I will be grateful to you." As he spoke, tears slowly streamed down Lu Tianyu’s cheeks.

He was not afraid of death, but he was worried that after he died, his mother would be left without anyone to take care of her and would suffer bullying and humiliation again. The vicious Wang Cui'e might even torture her to death. This was something Lu Tianyu absolutely could not tolerate, and he would not rest in peace even in death.

"This..." Lu Xingyao, upon hearing this, looked troubled. Wang Cui'e had already made it clear that she would not spare Lu Tianyu and his mother today. If he agreed, he might not be able to fulfill his promise.

"Little brat, you are already in a desperate situation, yet you still care about your lowly mother? Let me tell you, once you die, your mother will follow you to the underworld. This way, you can both travel the path to the underworld together. Ha ha..." Wang Cui'e, upon hearing this, immediately cursed viciously.

"You venomous bitch, I, Lu Tianyu, will not let you off even as a ghost." Lu Tianyu, upon hearing this, roared in despair, knowing that his last wish would not be fulfilled. Wang Cui'e would never spare his mother.

"Lu Xingyao, what are you waiting for? Move!" Wang Cui'e, upon hearing this, was so angry that steam seemed to come out of her seven orifices. She roared at Lu Xingyao like a tigress.

Lu Xingyao, upon hearing this, closed his eyes in pain. His right fist, filled with overwhelming power, struck Lu Tianyu’s forehead. Two turbid old tears silently rolled down his cheeks.

"Second Brother, I’m sorry. For the safety of the thousands of people in the Lu family, Uncle Three can only kill your son. I’m sorry!" Lu Xingyao silently chanted in his heart, deeply regretful towards his second brother. Under Wang Cui'e’s relentless pressure, he could only grit his teeth and deliver a fatal blow to Lu Tianyu.

"Third Brother, what are you doing? Stop it!" At this moment, a cry of alarm came from outside the door. A somewhat plump figure hurriedly rushed into the courtyard, followed by a burly, broad-shouldered middle-aged man.

The newcomer was Lu Tianyu’s fourth uncle, Lu Xingkong. The man behind him was named Lu Su, a very powerful warrior who had reached the initial stage of the Battle General realm and was Lu Xingkong’s trusted subordinate.

Lu Xingkong, worried about his daughter Lu Yi’s safety, had always sent Lu Su to secretly protect her. When such a major event occurred, Lu Su did not dare to delay and immediately reported it to Lu Xingkong, allowing him to arrive just as Lu Tianyu’s life hung by a thread.

"Fourth Brother." Lu Xingyao, upon hearing this, immediately opened his eyes and turned to look behind him. His right fist was just three inches away from Lu Tianyu’s forehead.

"Third Brother, Second Brother is already dead, and now you want to kill his son. Do you want to make Second Brother’s lineage extinct?" The plump Lu Xingkong, his face trembling with anger, shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Fourth Brother, Uncle Three doesn’t want to, but..." Lu Xingyao, upon hearing this, smiled bitterly and sighed, looking at Wang Cui'e beside him.

Lu Xingkong, who had been a merchant for many years, was extremely skilled at reading people’s expressions. He already had a good idea of what had happened.

"Third Sister, was this your idea?" Lu Xingkong glared at Wang Cui'e, his tone very dissatisfied.

"Yes, it was me who wanted to kill that little brat. Look at what he did to me?" Wang Cui'e, upon hearing this, immediately shouted in hatred, pointing to her swollen face.

"How... How is that possible? Xiao Yu can’t cultivate and is as weak as a chicken. How could he do this to you?" Lu Xingkong, upon hearing this, was stunned, his mouth wide open in disbelief.

Although Wang Cui'e’s strength was not high, she was still a trained martial artist. Could Lu Tianyu, who was unable to cultivate, really do this to her?

"If you don’t believe me, ask your precious daughter. See if I have wronged that little brat." Wang Cui'e said impatiently.

"Xiao Yi, is this true?" Lu Xingkong, still disbelieving, looked at his daughter and asked doubtfully.

Lu Yi immediately nodded and pleaded, "Father, although Brother Tianyu hit Third Mother, it was because he cared about Second Mother. Not long ago, Second Mother accidentally broke one of Third Mother’s crystal bottles, and Third Mother wouldn’t let it go. She had the servants hang Second Mother from a tree and beat her severely, almost to death. When Brother Tianyu saw this, he was naturally furious and hit Third Mother a few times, but it doesn’t warrant death. Father, you must save Brother Tianyu." Lu Yi quickly recounted the events and pleaded with her adoptive father.

"How... How could Xiao Yu be able to cultivate? When did this happen? Why didn’t I know anything about it?" Lu Xingkong, still puzzled, asked further.

"About this... I don’t know either." Lu Yi shook her head upon hearing this.

"Are you done talking? If you want to chat, go home. Lu Xingyao, move quickly and kill that little brat." Wang Cui'e, seeing this, was almost driven to the brink of fury and shouted angrily.

"Third Sister, please be reasonable. This is the Lu family. Xiao Yu is one of us, and you can’t just kill him as you please." Lu Xingkong, upon hearing this, had to suppress his doubts and rebuked her without hesitation.

"Lu family? In my eyes, it’s nothing. Lu Xingkong, are you trying to meddle in my private feud with that little brat?" Wang Cui'e sneered.

"Xiao Yu is my nephew. I can’t just watch him die unjustly. If you want to kill him, you need to give me a convincing reason." Lu Xingkong said firmly.

"Fine, look at the injuries on my face. They were all caused by that little brat. As a junior, he disrespected me, an elder, and beat me up. Isn’t that enough reason to kill him?" Wang Cui'e pointed to her swollen face and said hatefully.

"Xiao Yu was wrong, but it doesn’t warrant death. How about this, Third Sister. I will have Xiao Yu apologize to you and make amends. If you spare his life, what do you say?" Lu Xingkong, not wanting to offend Wang Cui'e too much, lowered his head and said.

"Impossible. If I don’t kill him today, I won’t rest." Wang Cui'e said fiercely and then turned to Lu Xingyao, urging him, "If you don’t act now, I will take Tianci back to my family and report this to my father. Then, all of you in the Lu family will be waiting to die."

"Fourth Brother..." Lu Xingyao, at a loss, looked at Lu Xingkong.

"This is a serious matter. I need to ask Father to make a decision. Third Brother, don’t act yet. I will go and ask Father to come." Lu Xingkong thought for a moment and then turned to Lu Su, quietly giving him some instructions to stabilize the situation. He then quickly ran out of the courtyard, heading towards where his father, Lu Bingwei, was in seclusion.

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