Chapter 142: Cripple Him

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Lu Beiqin quickly switched the page, muted the sound, then locked his phone and put it down. "Hmm, I never left the groups I joined before. Once the young master no longer needs me to drive, I’ll start running errands."

Lu Beiqin cleared his throat lightly. "Has the person you thanked replied?"

Shen Chutang immediately glanced at her phone. "No, he’s probably quite busy."

Fortunately, Shen Chutang didn’t dwell on whether his words were sincere or not. After putting down her phone, she continued eating.

Lu Beiqin breathed a slight sigh of relief, nearly exposed.

After the meal, Lu Beiqin naturally began clearing the dishes while Shen Chutang sat on the sofa, thinking about how to make more money.

She had been too comfortable staying at the affiliated high school recently, causing her to neglect her research on medicines for a long time. Tomorrow, since she had time, she planned to immerse herself in the lab and work on making some ointments.

She could also produce more of the tracking stink powder used at the last gathering.

There were plenty of wealthy ladies in the capital; she could make some whitening ointments for them and earn a fortune.

With these thoughts, Shen Chutang grew motivated and plunged into the lab.

Lu Beiqin watched her head upstairs before returning to his room. Looking at his phone, he replied, "You’re welcome. We’re friends; I don’t need your thanks."

Besides, Shen Chutang had already repaid him. Without her, Lu Yuebai would likely be in serious trouble by now.

Just then, a message came through: "President Lu, people from Peiyuan Group are causing trouble again and have even captured Young Master Lu."

Lu Beiqin’s expression hardened. "I understand."

Peiyuan Group was another powerful local force in the capital. Initially, the Yang clan and the Lu family had been vying for dominance.

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But ultimately, the Yang clan couldn’t surpass the Lu family, so the Lu family gradually became the most respected in the capital, and Lu Beiqin naturally earned the nickname "Crown Prince."

After that defeat, the Yang clan was severely weakened and lay low for a long time. Unexpectedly, they had recently started stirring up trouble again and even dared to target Lu Yuebai!

Lu Beiqin glanced toward the upstairs location and stood up to leave.

Half an hour later, Lu Beiqin arrived at a bar, where a man at the entrance blocked the people behind him.

"Sorry, Lord Xuan said only the leader can enter; others must stay outside."

Lu Beiqin glanced at Zhang Chuan. "You and your men wait here."

"Yes!"

He was promptly escorted to the innermost private room. Pushing open the door, Yang Xuan was there, his left arm around a woman, occasionally holding a glass of foreign liquor, clearly intoxicated.

Hearing someone announce his arrival, he leisurely looked up at Lu Beiqin. "Oh, look at this—your subordinates really can’t do their jobs. You came, and no one even bothered to report it. What a slight."

Lu Beiqin lowered his gaze coldly. "Where’s Lu Yuebai?"

Yang Xuan glanced at the woman beside him, grinning lecherously. "You go out first. I’ll come find him later."

The woman smiled brightly and stood, and Yang Xuan shamelessly gave her a pat on the backside.

Once she left, Yang Xuan rose leisurely. "Crown Prince, it’s so difficult to see you now. Since you’re here, why not sit and have a drink?"

Lu Beiqin’s dark, narrow eyes were like knives, sharp and cold. "I’ll say it again—where is he?"

Yang Xuan sneered, slowly lifting a glass of wine and offering it. "Don’t worry, Crown Prince, how could I harm your brother? He’s being treated well, eating and drinking. I just want to have a drink with you. After that, naturally, Lu Xiao Gongzi will be released."

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Lu Beiqin frowned and reached out, but at that moment, Yang Xuan suddenly withdrew his hand.

With a loud crash, the glass shattered.

"Oh my, Crown Prince, how careless of you! I offered you a drink, and you treat me like this. Why don’t you kneel and lick up the wine? Then I’ll pretend nothing happened and have someone return Lu Xiao Gongzi to you obediently."

A cold, sinister curve twisted the corner of Lu Beiqin’s mouth. He lifted his head and looked at Yang Xuan. In an instant, one hand covered his face and forcefully pushed him backward. Yang Xuan was thrown heavily to the ground.

His back landed right on the broken glass, causing sharp pain that made him howl in agony.

"Ah!!!"

Yang Xuan struggled painfully, but before Lu Beiqin’s overwhelming strength, he could not budge an inch.

Several of Yang Xuan’s men immediately drew long knives hidden in the room and slashed toward Lu Beiqin!

They had deliberately blocked Lu Beiqin’s men at the door earlier so that he would be isolated now.

But Lu Beiqin’s power was too great; the group couldn’t get close!

Yang Xuan was hastily supported by his men, and he viciously gave orders, "Take him down! Whoever cripples one of his hands gets three million; cripple one of his legs, I’ll give five million!"

He wanted to see who would still follow a crippled Crown Prince!

A dark, fierce glint flashed across Lu Beiqin’s face. His cold, sharp eyes swept over everyone. "Attack together."