Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

Wu Xiaogang was also terrified, and his legs felt weak.

No matter how arrogant he became, he knew that compared to someone like Blade, he was nothing more than an ant! He instinctively wanted to back away and get as far away from that demon as possible.

However, what happened next completely petrified everyone present, including Qin Luo himself!

As soon as Daofeng got out of the car, his gaze swept across the crowd and instantly locked onto Qin Luo.

Without the slightest hesitation, he strode forward and walked straight toward Qin Luo.

The fifty-two elite men behind him followed silently and in perfect unison, like a black tide.

Wu Xiaogang, Liu Hao, and the others were terrified, thinking that the blade was aimed at them. They hurriedly retreated to the side, wishing they could disappear into the ground.

They saw that Qin Luo was still standing in the same spot, seemingly "blocking" Dao Feng's path. Wang Qiang even anxiously whispered something.

"Qin Luo! Get out of the way!"

However, Blade stopped three steps away from Qin Luo.

Then, under the extremely shocked, incredulous, as if-of-a-ghost gazes of Wu Xiaogang, Liu Hao, Wang Qiang, Sun Lei, Zhou Xiaowen, Xiao Jie, Chen Mengyao, and all the passersby who were secretly peeking around—

This renowned guardian of the Anbang Group, known throughout Fujian for his ruthlessness and numerous powerful generals, slowly bent his seemingly unyielding spine as he faced Qin Luo.

A standard, deep bow at a ninety-degree angle.

Immediately afterwards, Blade's deep, clear voice, filled with utmost respect, rang out in the deathly quiet night.

"Prince."

The fifty-two elite men behind him, as if they had practiced a thousand times, knelt down on one knee in unison, heads bowed, their movements perfectly synchronized, producing a dull "thud"!
The deafening shouts, filled with awe and submission, thundered and echoed throughout the street, lingering for a long time.

"Your Highness!!!"

"The...Crown Prince?!"

Daofeng's deep 90-degree bow, followed by the unison of more than fifty people kneeling and shouting in unison that shook the long street, was like a thunderclap, leaving Wu Xiaogang, Liu Hao, Wang Qiang, Sun Lei, Zhou Xiaowen, Xiao Jie, and all the passersby who were secretly watching in the surrounding area completely stunned and speechless!

After a brief silence came almost absurd questioning and incredulous exclamations!
"The...heir? The...heir of Anbang Group?!"

"Qin Luo?! He's the heir to the Anbang Group?! This... how is this possible?!"

"What a joke! Qin Luo was just an ordinary student in high school, and I've never heard of any special connections in his family!"

"Yes! I remember he was...an orphan?!"

"Master Dao! You must have mistaken him for someone else?! This is Qin Luo! Our high school classmate! How... how could he possibly be the heir of Anbang Group?!"

Liu Hao, Wang Qiang, Sun Lei, and Zhou Xiaowen, Qin Luo's high school classmates, reacted the most strongly.

They had been classmates with Qin Luo for three years, and although they didn't know each other very well, they had a general idea of ​​each other's family backgrounds.

In their minds, Qin Luo was just an ordinary classmate with good grades, a fairly mild personality, but seemingly a poor family background. Now, this ordinary classmate has transformed into the heir to the Anbang Group, the underground empire of Mindu?!
This leap in identity is a million times more exaggerated than a carp leaping over the dragon gate! They instinctively wondered if Blade had made a mistake? Or was this Qin Luo just someone with the same name as the mysterious heir of Anbang Group?

Even Xiao Jie, the glamorous woman who stepped out of the passenger seat of the BMW, was speechless with shock. But her shock was quickly mixed with another emotion.

She had previously looked down on Qin Luo for not having a car and being a "poor wretch," but now, looking at him again, his handsome face instantly became incredibly pleasing to her eyes, even radiating a captivating glow! The heir of the Anbang Group! What an esteemed status!

If... if she could become his girlfriend, even if it was just a one-night stand, wouldn't she be able to walk around the nightclubs of Fuzhou with her head held high? All those luxury goods, luxury cars, the grand spectacle that everyone was watching... the more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and her eyes were filled with undisguised fervor and flattery as she looked at Qin Luo.

Wu Xiaogang was the one least willing to believe and the least able to accept it among all the people.

His facial muscles twitched as he suppressed his fear of the blade and stammered, trying to make a final stand.

"Dao...Dao Ye...you...you must have some misunderstanding? He...he's Qin Luo! My high school classmate! He...he used to be a poor kid, he almost couldn't even afford his tuition!"
How could he possibly be the heir of the Anbang Group? Old Master An's surname is An, his is Qin! And…and I've heard the heir of Anbang is Li Guanghui, the young master! This…”

The more he spoke, the more sense it made, and he raised his voice, as if to embolden himself and to persuade others.

He simply couldn't reconcile the image of Qin Luo, whom he had just despised as an "unemployed freeloader," with that of the aloof "Prince of Anbang," whom even he had to look up to.

However, he hadn't finished asking his questions—

"Noisy."

Standing behind Blade was a young man with a sharp, crew cut and piercing eyes, who frowned and uttered two words in a low voice.

With a swift movement, everyone saw a blur before his eyes, and he appeared in front of Wu Xiaogang. His large, iron-like hand grabbed Wu Xiaogang's collar and lifted his not-so-light body off the ground with a single hand!
"Ugh... let... let go..."

Wu Xiaogang struggled to breathe, terrified.

The crew-cut youth had icy eyes and a voice as cold as iron.

"How dare someone like you judge the Crown Prince's status?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already raised his other hand!

"Snapped!"

A resounding slap landed hard on Wu Xiaogang's left cheek! Wu Xiaogang's head jerked to the side, and his cheek swelled up visibly!

"Snapped!"

He slapped her again with a backhand, landing a blow on her right cheek!

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!..."

The crisp, resounding slaps echoed through the silent street like a rapid drumbeat! The crew-cut youth struck with extreme force and speed, using both hands without mercy!

Wu Xiaogang was beaten so badly that he couldn't even scream. He could only let out muffled groans. His head shook violently from side to side like a rattle drum. Blood mixed with saliva and tooth fragments kept spurting from the corners of his mouth and nostrils!

Twenty slaps in a row!

When the crew-cut youth finally stopped and threw Wu Xiaogang on the ground like trash, Wu Xiaogang was completely stunned.

He collapsed to the ground, his cheeks swollen like steamed buns, covered with purplish-red finger marks, his mouth torn and full of blood, and several teeth mixed with blood and foam fell out when he opened his mouth.

His eyes were unfocused, he was dizzy, his ears were ringing, and he didn't even have the strength to cry out. All that was left were painful groans and the instinctive convulsions of his body.

This bloody and violent scene terrified Liu Hao, Wang Qiang, and the others, leaving them trembling and too scared to even breathe, let alone question anything further. Xiao Jie was also terrified, hiding behind the BMW, unable to bear watching any longer.

Qin Luo frowned slightly as he watched this scene, but didn't speak up to stop it. Wu Xiaogang was the kind of person who bullied the weak and feared the strong, arrogant and domineering; he deserved to suffer a little. What bothered him more was the inexplicable nickname "Blade."

He looked at Blade, who had straightened up, his tone filled with obvious doubt and displeasure.

"Crown Prince? Blade, what do you mean by that? When did I become the Crown Prince of your Anbang?"

Blade stepped forward, approaching Qin Luo, and spoke quickly in a low voice, at a volume only the two of them could hear.

“Mr. Qin, there’s a rumor circulating within the group that you are… the old man’s illegitimate son. Plus, in his will, the old man bequeathed 75% of the shares to you, so… naturally, the people below are treating you as the future master of Anbang, the crown prince.”

illegitimate child?!

Qin Luo's pupils contracted slightly, and then an absurd yet resolute expression appeared on his face. He immediately shook his head, his voice firm and unwavering.

"Nonsense! Absolutely impossible! I'm an orphan. I was brought to the orphanage when I was five years old, and I have no memory of anything before that. How old is Grandpa An? How old am I? That age difference... how could they be father and son? I have no blood relation to him whatsoever! I'm absolutely certain of that!"

His tone was resolute, his eyes clear, without the slightest hint of pretense. Blade looked into his eyes and remained silent for two seconds.

He could sense the undeniable denial in Qin Luo's reaction. But... how to explain the old man's will? To entrust his life's work to a completely unrelated young man? This was even more difficult to understand than the "illegitimate child" theory.

However, Blade did not investigate further.

His mind raced. Since Qin Luo denied it so firmly, perhaps he had his own reasons, or... the old man's arrangement had a deeper meaning that Qin Luo himself didn't know.
Regardless, the old man's will is an undeniable fact; Qin Luo is already the largest shareholder of Anbang Group, both legally and practically, and is its master. As for his status, whether he is called "Crown Prince" or "Boss," it doesn't matter.

"understood."

Blade nodded and echoed Qin Luo's words.

“Since Mr. Qin says it’s not true, then it’s not true. The claim of him being an illegitimate child is nonsense.”

He changed the subject, his tone becoming respectful and firm once again.

"However, the old man's will has been published. Seventy-five percent of Anbang Group's shares belong to you. Legally and morally, you are now the sole owner of Anbang Group. Therefore, you are still our 'Crown Prince'. Please come back to the group with me, Crown Prince, to take charge and stabilize the people's hearts."

Qin Luo was a little annoyed by the roundabout conversation, but he understood the key words "will" and "shares".

He was also filled with doubts. Why would Old Master An give him the shares? This was too illogical.

He took out his phone and quickly searched for news related to "Anbang Group's will". Although the official announcement had not yet been released, there were already some rumors and insider revelations circulating, the content of which was basically consistent with what Daofeng had said.

Staring at the unbelievable reports on his phone screen, Qin Luo fell silent. Although he didn't know the reasons, the facts were undeniable, and it seemed... like an established fact?
"The old man's funeral will be held the day after tomorrow morning."

Seeing Qin Luo remain silent, Blade added another sentence.

"As the largest shareholder of the group and the heir designated by the old man, you should be present."

Qin Luo took a deep breath, suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his mind. In any case, since Old Master An had given him "shares," it was only right and proper for him to see him off.

He nodded.

"I understand, I'll go the day after tomorrow."

A look of relief appeared on Blade's face as he bowed slightly.

"Yes.

"Then I'll take some people back to handle some matters first, and I'll come pick you up early the day after tomorrow."

After saying that, he said no more and waved to his men behind him.

The fifty-two elite soldiers immediately rose and swiftly and silently returned to their vehicles. The massive convoy started again, just as it had arrived, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression, slowly driving away from the street and quickly disappearing into the night.

The tense atmosphere on the street only eased slightly when the convoy was completely out of sight.

Only then did Liu Hao, Wang Qiang, Sun Lei, and Zhou Xiaowen dare to cautiously gather around Qin Luo.

The way they looked at Qin Luo had completely changed; it was now filled with awe, curiosity, disbelief, and a belated attempt to curry favor.

"Qin...Qin Luo...No, Your Highness!"

Liu Hao was the first to react, his face plastered with an almost fawning smile.

"You...you've been hiding this too well! We didn't even notice it for three years of high school! You really...you're truly a master of disguise!"

"That's it!"

Wang Qiang quickly echoed, rubbing his hands together.

"Your Highness, we were truly blind to your greatness just now! Please don't hold it against us!"

Sun Lei and Zhou Xiaowen nodded repeatedly, and Zhou Xiaowen even stomped her foot in regret.

"Oh dear! Qin Luo...Young Master! Why didn't you show off your talents back in high school? If only...if only I had..."

She didn't say what she was going to say, but everyone could see the regret and fervor on her face.

Qin Luo looked at his old classmates whose expressions changed in an instant, feeling somewhat helpless but understanding.

this is the truth.

He waved his hand.

"Alright, stop calling me Crown Prince, it sounds awkward. Just call me Qin Luo."

"That won't do! The rules can't be broken!"

Liu Hao quickly said so, but seeing Qin Luo's indifferent expression, he changed his mind.

"Well... in private, we'll still call each other Qin Luo! Haha!"

On the other side, Wu Xiaogang, who had been lying on the ground, also struggled to get up.

His mouth was full of blood, his cheeks were swollen, and he looked at Qin Luo, who was surrounded by the crowd, with a look of terror in his eyes. He recalled his previous mockery, contempt, arrogance towards Qin Luo, as well as his filthy thoughts of taking advantage of Chen Mengyao... A chilling feeling and lingering fear instantly overwhelmed him!
I'm nothing but a clown! No, not even as good as a clown! I'm a complete fool, dancing wildly in front of death without even realizing it!
Qin Luo walked up to him, looked at his miserable appearance, shook his head slightly, and casually said something to the air that had returned to the direction the Blade Caravan had left in.

"You went a bit too far. Be gentler next time." (End of Chapter)