Chapter 58: You Dare Not Touch Me

As soon as Lu Ming finished speaking, he reached out with both hands, grabbing the two men by their shoulders and hurling them backward.

With a loud splash, the two landed heavily on the ground.

By the time they finally managed to get up, they were met with the cold stares of numerous elite bodyguards.

Looking around at their many peers, the two men hesitated for a moment. Yet, gritting their teeth, they nonetheless walked over to Feng Xifan’s side and, facing Lu Ming who stood with his hands behind his back, spoke.

“Mr. Lu, thank you for sparing our lives. However, our duty leaves us no other choice. If you intend to harm Young Master Feng, I’m afraid we have no option but to fight you to the death.”

Lu Ming regarded them coldly, anger already etched across his face. He spoke slowly: “Do you really wish to die?”

A shudder ran through them, and hesitation flickered on their faces. Yet in the end, they gritted their teeth and replied, “It is our duty. We cannot comply.”

“Very well.” Lu Ming sneered. “In that case, you can die for me.”

With that, he spread his large hand and reached for the two men.

At the wave of his hand, a powerful gust of force instantly enveloped them.

The two bodyguards sighed inwardly, mustered all their strength, and braced themselves to meet Lu Ming’s mighty palm.

They had witnessed Lu Ming’s supernatural abilities with their own eyes; his strength was no longer that of an ordinary man, and they were powerless to resist.

Yet as bodyguards, they clung to their professional code and had already steeled themselves for death.

So, as they faced Lu Ming’s blow with all their might, they closed their eyes, ready to be crushed to pulp.

But only two crisp slaps sounded.

The two bodyguards were once again thrown behind Lu Ming.

When they regained their senses and saw themselves unharmed, they could scarcely believe it.

At that moment, Lu Ming’s languid voice rang out.

“John, keep an eye on those two stubborn fools, but don’t harm them.”

“Yes, esteemed Mr. Lu.” John replied with a smile. With a wave of his hand, several burly men armed with weapons stepped forward, guns trained on the two.

At the same time, two tall Westerners stood on either side of them.

The two bodyguards could tell at a glance that these men were experts—at the very least, their equals.

At last, the two sighed and lowered their heads.

They had done all they could. Even if they escaped these men, they no longer had the courage to face Lu Ming—his terrifying presence was simply too overwhelming.

Now, all the other bodyguards watched the two with warm, approving smiles.

Their actions had earned the respect of all present.

At this moment, Lu Ming turned to the cowering Feng Xifan and grinned.

“Young Master Feng, did you wet yourself? I warned you—if you were scared, you should’ve hidden away, so you wouldn’t embarrass yourself. Look at you now, so careless.”

Hearing Lu Ming’s mocking words, the crowd erupted in laughter.

Back home, perhaps no one dared make fun of Feng Xifan. But here, no one cared that he was the son of China’s richest man.

Everyone here had a status equal to, if not far surpassing, that of Feng Yingcai. Most had not only immense wealth, but another identity—that of kings of the underworld.

A mere second-generation rich kid was nothing to them. Even if his father came in person, these people would not be intimidated in the slightest.

Standing aside, Chen Xijun glanced at Feng Xifan, who was huddled in a corner trembling, and suddenly spoke to Lu Ming, “Mr. Lu, save me.”

With that, she ran to Lu Ming’s side.

Lu Ming was taken aback, then chuckled. “Superstar, what’s going on?”

Biting her lip, Chen Xijun said, “Mr. Lu, after such a huge incident, once he gets back, what good can come of it for me? Please save me.”

Chen Xijun knew perfectly well that with Feng Xifan’s temperament, once he returned after suffering such humiliation in her presence, he would never let her live.

Moreover, since Lu Ming was her fan, Feng Xifan would be even less likely to spare her. After much deliberation, she realized her only hope lay in seeking Lu Ming’s protection.

Lu Ming paused briefly, then smiled. “Don’t worry, you’re my idol. Protecting you is my duty.”

Hearing Lu Ming’s promise, Chen Xijun finally relaxed, standing beside him, lost in thought.

Just then, Lu Ming took a step forward and kicked Feng Xifan, saying, “Damn, still pretending to be dead?”

It was only a light kick, but Feng Xifan reacted as if electrocuted, leaping up and waving his hands frantically at Lu Ming, “Big brother, don’t kill me, please don’t kill me!”

“Now you’re afraid? Weren’t you just vowing to kill me?”

“I was only joking, how could I have the guts, big brother? Please, be magnanimous and spare me.”

Tears and snot streaming down his face, Feng Xifan begged for mercy.

Lu Ming’s expression darkened as he pointed at Yan Feihua.

“You bastard, you drove an innocent girl to attempt suicide by jumping into the sea, and simply because I happened to save her, you blame me, threatening time and again to kill me. If I were an ordinary person, I wouldn’t have survived until now, would I?”

Hearing this, Feng Xifan immediately knelt and clung to Lu Ming’s leg, weeping, “Big brother, I know I was wrong. I’ll never do it again. Please spare me.”

Lu Ming’s face remained cold and silent.

Seeing no response, Feng Xifan continued to cry, “Big brother, Mr. Lu, my family is rich. I’ll compensate the lady, I’ll compensate you—name your price, I won’t bargain.”

Lu Ming kicked him away with a look of utter disgust.

“What I despise most are men like you—drunk on a bit of wealth, swollen with arrogance, bullying men and women alike. People like you are a disgrace to humanity.”

His voice grew icy.

“I’ll give you two choices. First, since you drove someone to jump into the sea, I’ll give you the same chance—jump in yourself and let fate decide. Second, I’ll castrate you and let you live. Choose.”

Feng Xifan nearly collapsed.

Jumping into the sea would be a death sentence—how could he possibly survive in these vast waters?

But castration was unthinkable for a man accustomed to a life of debauchery. That would be worse than death.

Staring at Lu Ming’s impassive face, his expression twisted in confusion and rage.

Moments later, Feng Xifan suddenly erupted in a frenzy, roaring, “You wouldn’t dare touch me! My father is China’s richest man, my uncle is the Capital’s Chief of Security! If you lay a finger on me, I’ll have your whole family killed!”

Everyone’s face darkened at his madness. Who did he think he was, threatening Mr. Lu?

Some began striding toward him, their faces grim.

But Lu Ming raised a hand, stopping them, and spoke in a slow, cold voice, “It’s precisely because of your background that you think you can act with impunity. Today, I’ll teach you a lesson. No matter how powerful you are, there are those who can decide your life or death. These are your two choices.”

Despair finally appeared on Feng Xifan’s face. At last, he understood that in the face of Lu Ming’s overwhelming might, his wealth and power meant nothing.

In utter terror, he clutched at his own hair, screaming in agony, “I won’t choose! I won’t choose!”

Lu Ming sneered, “Now you know how it feels to be forced. But you must choose—or prepare to die.”

Chen Xijun, watching Feng Xifan tremble on the ground, felt a surge of satisfaction.

This brute, who lived only to torment women, had nearly destroyed her in just a few days of his company. Pain and agony were her daily companions.

Now, at last, this pervert was getting what he deserved. Chen Xijun wished Lu Ming would kill him then and there, to avenge herself and all the women Feng Xifan had abused.

At that moment, Lu Ming walked over to Adolf’s corpse, picked up the dark-matter alloy dagger, and tossed it at Feng Xifan’s feet, his voice cold.

“It’s time to choose, Young Master Feng.”

Seeing the dagger, a flash of hope lit Feng Xifan’s eyes. He snatched it up and glared fiercely at Lu Ming.

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