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I actually admire courageous people, but having courage without brains can lead to serious trouble. For instance, even though I appreciate him and don't want to deal with him, I can't let him off the hook in front of so many people.
If this drags on, I'll break a leg!
I immediately issued the command, and in an instant, all the bodyguards at the entrance were dragged away. With Lu Xian absent, his followers dared not say a word.
In fact, this outcome was the best for those bodyguards. If they had let me in, Lu Xian would not have spared them. But I had to get inside, so for them, breaking a leg would definitely be considered a light punishment.
With no obstacles in my way, I pushed open the door to the hospital room. There lay Lu Ding Tian on the bed with an oxygen mask, looking like a completely different person after just a few days. His face was pale and ghastly, as if he could die at any moment.
"Everyone, please leave," I said slowly to those around the bed. They all stepped back immediately.
I sat beside Lu Ding Tian's bed, reflecting on our inexplicable relationship with a wry smile. Strictly speaking, I am a descendant of the Qu Family, and Lu Ding Tian is an enemy of my family. However, I was arranged by Qu Youyang to pretend to be a thief in order to reclaim Qing Gang through this cheap father figure, which led to this complicated connection with my enemy.
To be honest, Lu Ding Tian has treated me quite well; his attitude has always been decent and has indeed made me feel a sense of kinship. But when he chose to pave the way for Lu Xian with my death, that feeling vanished entirely. To him, I was nothing.
I lingered by Lu Ding Tian's bedside for quite some time. I knew that once he woke up, he would surely draft a will naming Lu Xian as his successor. At that moment, I was alone; all I had to do was cut off his oxygen mask to end his life.
I knew I should do it, but I didn’t. It wasn’t out of kindness; it was just that when faced with such a choice, I felt exhausted. I wanted to take a break and let him live a little longer.
Suddenly, Lu Xian burst into the room!
"Lu Yan! You bastard!"
Lu Xian kicked the door open and rushed into the room, looking extremely agitated. When he saw that Lu Ding Tian was still alive on the bed, he immediately froze. I knew he must have thought I would kill Lu Ding Tian to prevent him from inheriting Qing Gang.
"Long time no see, Brother Two," I said with a smile as I looked at Lu Xian. He glanced at me with furrowed brows before shutting the door behind him.
"Not bad. When I heard you barged into Dad's hospital room, I thought you might actually kill him," Lu Xian said coldly as he sat beside me, casting a glance at Lu Ding Tian on the bed.
I smiled back. I wondered how Lu Xian would react if I told him that killing him had crossed my mind but that laziness had stopped me from acting on it.
"Lu Yan, I know you’re a smart person. You’ve been hiding your intelligence since you came to our family. But let me ask you this: why has everything changed since you arrived at our home?" Lu Xian questioned.
"Why?"
"It's simple; all these changes were orchestrated by me."
Perhaps today’s situation with Lu Ding Tian made me feel somewhat melancholic.
I really wanted to tell Lu Xian honestly that once I spoke out loud about it, I'd feel much more relaxed and liberated—but that was just wishful thinking.
"Don’t say that, Brother Two. This illness of the old man’s must have been going on for quite some time now; you must have known about it long ago. You should also know that originally the old man intended for Big Brother to inherit Qing Gang. So is it really surprising that you would take action against Big Brother now? It’s just that my appearance changed things."
I said this with a smile; it sounded reasonable enough.
Upon hearing this, Lu Xian let out a cold laugh.
"Ha! Lu Yan, your tongue is truly like a silver whip. I can't argue with you, but as brothers, why can't we settle this amicably? I can see that you have deep feelings for Dad. He certainly wouldn’t want us to fight amongst ourselves. How about this: if you give up your claim to the leadership of Qing Gang and support me wholeheartedly, I will let bygones be bygones regarding our past."
Lu Xian looked at me, seemingly sincere, but I just smiled.
Bygones be bygones? And what about North Hongmen? Will they also let me off the hook? Nan Hongmen too? Brother Two, don’t joke around. It seems we are destined for only one of us to survive, and that’s not something we can decide between ourselves.
I chuckled at Lu Xian.
Damn it, what time is it? Does he still think he can fool me like a child?
"Must it be this way?" Lu Xian asked, looking at me.
There’s no other choice.
I shook my head. It was the truth; if I did that, I would surely die a terrible death.
Sigh.
Lu Xian sighed deeply and then said, "Then I can’t be blamed."
After saying that, Lu Xian stood up and walked to the bedside where Lu Ding Tian lay, smiling as he said, "Sorry, Dad."
Then he suddenly struck!
He snapped Lu Ding Tian's neck!
"What are you doing?" I was instantly stunned!
He actually killed his own father? What the hell is going on?
Then Lu Xian turned back to me, a smile creeping onto his lips as he said, "Lu Yan, you're finished. The moment you decided to return after listening to Xiang Nanyuan's advice, you were already doomed!"
I froze in shock.
What!
What does he mean by that?
Then it dawned on me as Lu Xian rushed out of the hospital room shouting loudly.
"Someone! Get in here! Lu Yan has killed the old man!"
Damn it!
I never imagined that Lu Xian would kill his own father to frame me!
Even though Lu Ding Tian was already on the brink of death.
Immediately after, a swarm of Qing Gang members rushed into the room and quickly subdued me. Lu Fei's old subordinates were shouting for them to let go, but there were too many of Lu Xian's people; they completely overpowered Lu Fei's old crew and offered no resistance at all.
Clearly, he had been prepared for this!
It was simple; there was no evidence linking me to Lu Ding Tian's death. Lu Xian just needed an excuse to forcefully take me down! Once he had me in his grasp, it would all be over.
However, Lu Xian was clearly well-prepared. He had brought too many people, and Lu Fei's former subordinates were unable to stop them. I was taken away just like that.
I was escorted into a small dark room by Lu Xian's men. On the way, I thought about many things. I knew I had fallen into their trap again, and I realized that I had been manipulated by Xiang Nanyuan and Lu Xian.
Just moments ago, Lu Xian had already stated that the moment I decided to heed Xiang Nanyuan's advice and return, my fate was sealed. He knew that Xiang Nanyuan had come to find me, and he must have been aware that I had returned to Shanghai, keeping track of my movements with precision.
That was why when I appeared in the hospital, Lu Xian was not there; he wanted to give me space to have the opportunity to kill Lu Ding Tian. It was my carelessness.
Although Lu Xian did not have actual evidence linking me to Lu Ding Tian's murder, he merely needed an excuse to eliminate me. He could easily withstand the pressure from Lu Fei's former subordinates to kill me and then deal with the aftermath at his leisure. As long as I was dead, things would be much easier for him. Moreover, my death would mean there were no witnesses; he could pin all the blame on me, including for Lu Fei's earlier demise.
I had not been in the small dark room for long when Lu Xian arrived. He wore a wild grin and first ordered his men to beat me up until I was sprawled on the ground, unable to rise. Then he grabbed my hair and asked with a cold smile, "Lu Yan, I didn’t fail to give you opportunities. Heaven has its paths, yet you refuse to take them; hell has no doors, yet you barged in. This is all your doing! Hahaha!"
Lu Xian laughed maniacally. What he referred to as opportunities were his previous suggestions, but I understood that he only wanted to use my submission to control Lu Fei's former subordinates. Seeing his current demeanor made it clear what would happen when I became useless to him.
"Lu Yan, why are you silent? As a loser, how do you feel?"
Lu Xian sneered at me, but I remained silent. Historically, victors write history while losers fade into obscurity; this oversight had landed me in Lu Xian's hands, leaving me no chance for a comeback.
"Oh right, take a look at this! It's the old man's will. Even if you frame me for killing my brother, the old man still left the entire Qing Gang to me. Do you know that? In the old man's eyes, you are nothing but a pitiful little dog."
As he spoke, Lu Xian pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket. I glanced at it and saw it truly bore Lu Ding Tian's handwriting. It turned out that Lu Ding Tian had made a will long ago. The reason Lu Xian hadn’t revealed it was to make me think he hadn’t gotten ahead of me and lure me back to compete with him.
But none of that mattered now; I was about to die, and these matters were beyond my concern. I closed my eyes and said nothing.
However, Lu Xian was displeased with my silence. It seemed he felt compelled to force me into congratulating him as the victor. He kicked me hard, demanding that I speak; if I didn’t respond, he threatened to kill me.
Still, I remained silent. As a loser, perhaps this was all that remained of my dignity?
"Damn it! Still such a stubborn bone! Enough of this; just kill him."
After enough beating, Lu Xian wiped the blood off his hands and looked down at my battered form on the ground before instructing his underlings. Immediately someone stepped forward ready to act.
Lying there gasping for breath, I realized after such a long time in this game of survival, I had ultimately fallen victim again—how could one stand by the river without getting their shoes wet?
At this moment, what occupied my thoughts most were my loved ones. I wondered if the piece of jade I left for them would be enough for them to use; what about Linna? Would she be content without me? Would she continue seeking revenge against Qing Gang?
Of course, there was also Lu Ying—the poor girl whom I had never blamed for anything.
The sound of footsteps echoed as they approached me step by step; this time there would be no Qu Youyang coming to save me. I closed my eyes with a resigned smile on my lips—I feared I would disappoint my dear sister’s expectations after all.
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