Tonight, with the moon high in the sky and the night cool as water, it was not an ideal time for murder, yet Lu Tianxing’s heart was filled with an icy killing intent.
When White Tiger Hall moved against Rose, almost causing her death, Lu Tianxing had already issued a kill order against White Tiger Hall in his heart.
Once the desire to kill arose, like spilled water that couldn’t be gathered up again, it was a matter of life and death!
Under the cover of night, Lu Tianxing’s figure ghosted through the dense woods, heading toward a luxurious, standalone villa at the summit.
The villa at the summit was where Hall Master Qian Hua of White Tiger Hall resided, the very person who had orchestrated the attack on Rose.
After leaving the coffee shop, Lu Tianxing had committed the profiles of all the members of White Tiger Hall to memory.
Qian Hua was the Hall Master of White Tiger Hall and one of Huang Fuhu’s trusted aides. He had come alone from the north to Modu and in a chance encounter met Huang Fuhu. Under Huang Fuhu’s leadership, he joined the Sky Alliance. With his decent martial skills and ruthless tactics, he gradually rose from a mere thug to a minor leader. Later, in a conflict with another power, he risked his life to save Huang Fuhu, which catapulted him to the esteemed position of Hall Master of White Tiger Hall, skyrocketing his status.
Moreover, Qian Hua was a crafty and cunning man who never trusted anyone. He had spies planted all around the higher echelons of White Tiger Hall. When the deputy Hall Master was being turned by Rose, Qian Hua was already aware. However, Qian Hua did not act rashly but secretly took control of the deputy’s family members instead. When Rose went to accept the deputy’s allegiance, Qian Hua suddenly called the deputy, forcing him to turn on Rose.
A dragon has its reverse scale, touch it, and you invoke a kill. Qian Hua’s move against Rose had truly roused Lu Tianxing’s desire to kill. If not for Rose’s subordinate who pushed her away at the critical moment, he might never see this understanding woman again, enchanting like a demon.
"Qian Hua, White Tiger Hall, I originally wanted to leave you be and let Rose play with you a bit. It’s a pity you’ve brought this upon yourselves so don’t blame me for not being merciful. Let’s make White Tiger Hall history!"
Lu Tianxing stood at the halfway point up the mountain, murmuring to himself in a low voice, his gaze fixed on the brightly lit villa on the summit. His face was devoid of any emotion other than endless coldness.
Meanwhile, inside the opulent, standalone villa at the summit, a somewhat obese middle-aged man sat on an expensive leather sofa, his face very ugly. Just a few hours ago, Huang Fuhu, the chairman of the Sky Alliance, had personally phoned him, harshly berating him, accusing him of incompetence, ranting nonsensically that Rose was injured—all of which was false. He even hinted that if Qian Hua no longer wished to be the Hall Master of White Tiger Hall, it would be quite possible to find someone more capable for the position.
This was what infuriated Qian Hua the most. He had worked hard to climb to the position of Hall Master of White Tiger Hall, and he wouldn’t let anyone replace him.
"Useless, all of them useless! Sun Ji, you piece of trash, you dared to deceive me. Damn it, I’ll tear you to pieces, no, I’ll grind your bones to dust," Qian Hua yelled angrily, then suddenly shouted, "Someone come!"
A man walked in from outside.
"Where are Sun Ji’s family members now?" Qian Hua asked with a sullen face.
"They’re in our hands," replied the man promptly.
"Hmph, Sun Ji is dead. They don’t need to live either. Find a few trustworthy brothers to send them on their way and remember to make it clean, don’t let those stinking cops find out," Qian Hua said with a face full of killing intent.
The man showed no surprise, nodded his head, and left the room directly.
"Rose, you little bitch, today is your lucky day, having evaded this calamity. But next time, you won’t be so fortunate. I will definitely present your head to the Chairman as a birthday gift," Qian Hua said with a ferocious expression.
Having already entered the villa, Lu Tianxing’s face turned ice-cold upon hearing this sentence, filled with a chilling intent to kill. This Qian Hua was truly seeking his own death.
Lu Tianxing took a deep breath and, exerting a bit of strength with his fingers, directly twisted the throat of the last bodyguard standing at the entrance, then pushed open the gate and walked in.
Behind Lu Tianxing, no living thing could be seen anymore. One by one, the bodyguards dressed as elite members of White Tiger Hall were scattered on the ground, including the man who had just walked out. Their necks were twisted in a strange manner, their eyes wide open, as if refusing to close in death. Even though the villa was brightly lit, this scene still made one’s scalp tingle, a chilling feeling creeping up as if having entered Hell, cold to the core.
All these people were members of White Tiger Hall, and confidants of Qian Hua, following him in committing countless heinous acts. Lu Tianxing naturally would not show any mercy. Killing them did not burden him with any psychological pressure.
With a soft sound, Qian Hua, intending to go upstairs, said without turning his head, "I am going to sleep now. Whatever it is, we can talk about it tomorrow. Now, go away."
"I’m sorry, but I’m afraid this matter must be discussed today. Once we’re done talking, you can go to sleep."
In the light, Lu Tian’s face revealed a faint smile, a smile that resembled that of the Grim Reaper, exuding endless coldness and chill.
Upon hearing this voice, Qian Hua’s body trembled, and he hastily turned around. When he saw Lu Tianxing, his pupils shrank sharply, and he said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
"Lu Tianxing!" Lu Tianxing calmly lit a cigarette and replied softly.
"It’s you? How did you get in?"
Under normal circumstances, Qian Hua would have had no idea who Lu Tianxing was, but now his name was as thunderous as could be.
Lu Tianxing, Rose’s man, Huang Fuhu’s son-in-law, someone who dared to slap Huang Fuhu’s associate into a vegetative state right in front of him, and even threatened to kill Huang Fuhu himself.
A person’s reputation precedes them.
Hearing the name Lu Tianxing, a natural flash of fear crossed Qian Hua’s face. How could Lu Tianxing be here, what was his purpose?
"How... how exactly did you get in?" Qian Hua asked, struggling to suppress the fear in his heart, his eyes involuntarily glancing toward the door, hoping that the members of White Tiger Hall at the entrance would notice what was happening inside the villa.
"Of course, I walked in from outside."
Lu Tianxing lit a cigarette for himself and said indifferently, "However, the location you chose for your villa isn’t great. There were too many flies, so when I came in, I took the liberty of swatting them all to death for you. You don’t need to thank me; I’m someone who does good deeds without leaving a name."