Prodigal System in the Flourishing City
Chapter 278 - 277 - All Means Are Illusory [4th Update, 15,000 Recommendation Tickets Plus Update]

Chapter 278: Chapter 277 - All Means Are Illusory [4th Update, 15,000 Recommendation Tickets Plus Update]

He Kuo clearly sensed that something was off in the atmosphere and also realized that his words had gone a bit too far.

So.

"Do not misunderstand, do not misunderstand."

He Kuo hurriedly waved his hand, explaining, "I was just puzzled, that’s all. I am still your uncle, aren’t I?"

The plan hadn’t reached that stage yet, there was no need to expose too much.

But now, it didn’t really make a difference.

"It’s fine, please continue."

Lu Xiaobu waved his hand, signaling for Zhang Meng and Li Jin to step back.

What He Kuo said wasn’t wrong; the original Lu Xiaobu was indeed dead, and the one alive now was him!

The things mentioned before were just one reason, what he needed to understand was what came after.

However, He Kuo suddenly stopped talking.

Just like that, deliberately dangling the bait to tantalize Lu Xiaobu’s appetite.

"Let’s do this, let’s have a drink first to ease the atmosphere, shall we?"

He Kuo said smilingly while raising his wine cup.

Watching He Kuo’s gesture, Lu Xiaobu suddenly laughed.

To be honest, He Kuo had played his cards very well.

If Lu Xiaobu didn’t know that this banquet was actually like the Feast at Hong Gate.

He would have drunk this wine, with a one hundred percent certainty.

After all, He Kuo displayed the attitude that "If you won’t forgive me, then I won’t continue."

And the so-called forgiveness would certainly involve drinking the wine.

Who could have expected that the person who had just paid you all due respects, connected with you, chatted with you, and sincerely apologized, would suddenly attempt to assassinate you!

But once this cup of wine was drunk, one need not say how terrifying the consequences could be!

However, knowing that this was akin to the Feast at Hong Gate, how could he possibly drink this cup of wine?

"Zhang Meng, give this wine to Young Master He to drink."

Lu Xiaobu chuckled coldly and waved his hand: "I see he’s been standing for a long time; he must be thirsty."

"Yes!"

Zhang Meng picked up the wine cup and strode toward He Honghai, who was intentionally or unintentionally blocking the door.

"What are you doing!?"

He Kuo stood up abruptly.

"What’s wrong? Just giving Young Master He a cup of wine, no need to make a fuss, right?"

Lu Xiaobu shrugged and said with a smile.

"No, I mean, this wine is for you. My son has his own cup."

He Kuo clenched his teeth as he spoke.

He still didn’t know where things had gone wrong.

Although Lu Xiaobu had directly mentioned his name from the start, He Kuo had thought it was someone from the Lu Family who told him.

That’s why he recounted everything that had happened before the incident without omission.

He strived to make what he knew consistent with what Lu Xiaobu knew.

After all, only by doing this could he gain Lu Xiaobu’s trust.

However, this scene now made him realize something was wrong!

Obviously, Lu Xiaobu knew more!

"No problem, didn’t you say you are my uncle? Then we are one family; there’s no need for two family speak, and likewise, there’s no need to change cups. Zhang Meng, please serve the wine to Young Master He."

A cold smirk curled on Lu Xiaobu’s lips.

You keep on pretending; let’s see how long you can last.

"Yes!"

Zhang Meng seized He Honghai, ready to force the wine down his throat.

He Honghai’s face was flushed red as he bit his lips tightly, not daring to say a word.

He knew what was in the wine, and he knew the consequences of drinking it.

So, he absolutely didn’t want to drink it.

"Enough!"

He Kuo suddenly stood up, his gaze switching from gentle to fierce, to terrifying and brimming with murderous intent!

"It seems you know more than I thought; I wanted to spare you some trouble at first, but I didn’t expect we would still come to this point."

He finally tore off the pretense.

He couldn’t possibly watch his son drink that cup of wine!

"Good, very good." Lu Xiaobu clapped his hands with interest: "Actually, I prefer to fight first and then talk."

"Both of you, set up the formation!"

He Kuo made a preemptive strike: "As long as we capture this bastard, a life of wealth and honor is just around the corner!"

The two people standing behind He Kuo changed their positions instantly, and though their legs didn’t seem to move, they had already shifted.

If an ordinary person saw this scene, they would surely be frightened senseless!

Then, these two people, together with He Kuo, shouted in unison: "Binding Dragon!"

As the Array took form, an invisible power surged up from the earth in an instant.

It instantly shrouded Lu Xiaobu and his companions.

If there were a true Feng Shui Master here, they would see the Dragon Vein Power of the entire clubhouse being drawn out, turning into giant python chains, tearing and binding towards the group.

This is a Feng Shui Formation unique to the He Family.

Harnessing the Dragon Vein Power to trap the enemy!

Dragon Binding Rope—a formation capable of locking down mighty dragons!

In the blink of an eye.

Lu Xiaobu and his companions were bound by several invisible chains!

It felt like being pinned down by a specter; clearly, there was nothing, but they couldn’t move at all!

Several girls started to panic.

"Xiaobu, Xiaobu, what is this..."

Wu Qianmin said frantically.

"Martial Arts? No, that’s not it!"

Xiaolajiao managed to maintain her composure somewhat.

"Shut up, don’t disturb the Young Master."

Although Liang Lan felt some panic, she still knew the gravity of the situation and scolded them.

As for Su Luoxue, she was an iceberg, not prone to speaking, and now she couldn’t utter a word!

Seeing the situation, Zhang Meng immediately let go of He Honghai and leaped to Lu Xiaobu’s side.

Protecting Lu Xiaobu was his top priority.

"Pretentious fools! Humph! You forced this on yourself."

He Kuo watched Zhang Meng rush over with a sneer, not taking it seriously at all.

As long as he dared to enter the Array, he would be just meat on the chopping block!

In fact, this revealed his lack of proficiency; he actually needed three people and pre-arranged the Array to be able to control this minor Dragon Vein.

If the patriarch of his family were here, one person could harness the Dragon Vein Power of half of Xiangjiang.

Truly, it was like, slaying gods when encountering gods, slaying Buddhas when encountering Buddhas!

Although he couldn’t do that, binding a few mortals was still very easy for him.

Now, they were like turtles caught in a jar for him!

However.

An event that greatly shocked He Kuo occurred.

"Boom!"

The charging Zhang Meng, like a human-shaped tyrannosaur.

Those invisible chains were literally blown apart by Zhang Meng’s force.

With the chains exploding...

"Pfft!"

The two men brought by He Kuo were overwhelmed by the Dragon Vein Power backlash, spitting blood one after another.

Zhang Meng, like a god of war, stood behind Lu Xiaobu.

With True Qi-infused hands, he grabbed the invisible chains in the air.

"Boom!"

He crushed them in his grasp!

The True Martial Technique emphasized using martial power to break all spells!

Before absolute power, all stratagems are fleeting!

"Pfft!"

Now even He Kuo was spitting blood.

"How is this possible?!"

He Kuo’s pupils dilated, and he stared in disbelief at what unfolded!

Using bare hands to forcefully break the Array?!

He had never seen such a thing in his life!

Was this Lu Family hiring them as bodyguards?!

However, this wasn’t the end.

Zhang Meng stomped on the ground fiercely.

The human-shaped tank charged once again.

"Rumble!"

A series of dull sounds rang out, anything blocking Zhang Meng’s path was crushed to smithereens!

"Boom!"

Zhang Meng heavily collided with He Kuo.

Like a tank smashing into a bicycle.

In an instant, He Kuo’s ribs were all broken, his internal organs squished together.

His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets!

He was now exhaling far more than he was inhaling!

At this moment, Lu Xiaobu still maintained his relaxed posture leaning on the chair: "Li Jin, don’t let him die, I still have questions for him."