He is currently in the Dragon Clan and has married Erii.

Chen Wenwen probably just wanted to see what kind of person Zhao Menghua's new girlfriend was and offer her blessings.

But she never expected that she would be hurt so badly by Zhao Menghua, this powdery man.

Tears streamed down her face.

At first, Chen Wenwen was able to suppress her crying and try not to affect others.

But slowly, the tears flowed more and more, and she could no longer suppress her sobs, which gradually became unrestrained... This girl, who was not usually very talkative, seemed to be ready to vent all the grievances she had suffered during this period!

She kept crying, her tears falling onto the dining table, splashing up into glistening droplets.

Gradually, the entire room fell silent.

In the vast restaurant, only the girl's low sobs resonated in everyone's hearts.

Zhao Menghua and his cronies sat together, their table a bit far from Tang Yu's. In the crowded throng, Zhao Menghua couldn't reach Chen Wenwen for a moment.

A deathly silence filled the air.

Zhao Menghua glared at Chen Wenwen with a gloomy face, veins bulging on his neck, and almost roared, drowning out Chen Wenwen's sobs.

"Stop crying, okay?! You've already agreed to break up, so stop causing trouble in front of my girlfriend! What do you want?!"

"Scumbag..."

The word appeared in the minds of everyone present almost instantly.

"I say, Zhao Menghua, you've gone a bit too far!"

Lu Mingfei, who had been sitting silently in his seat, suddenly erupted. He slowly stood up, his brown pupils staring straight at Zhao Menghua.

Those eyes looked somewhat lifeless, and paired with two full dark circles caused by staying up too late, they looked particularly comical.

But for some reason, a faint sense of fear welled up in Zhao Menghua's heart.

That feeling is like a rabbit seeing a hungry wolf—a fear etched deep in its genes, an instinctive fear.

"What a joke!" Zhao Menghua roared inwardly, suppressing his fear and glaring back defiantly.

"Lu Mingfei, what are you trying to do? Play the hero and save the damsel in distress? Why don't you take a good look in the mirror and see if you have the ability?" Zhao Menghua asked Lu Mingfei three questions in one breath, each word piercing his heart.

Lu Mingfei gestured to his own thin frame, then looked up at Zhao Menghua, who was strong and muscular, having practiced Sanda and Judo. The difference in strength between them was too great, and Lu Mingfei instinctively wanted to retreat.

"I've already chickened out so many times, what's one more time?" Lu Mingfei comforted himself in his heart.

Just as he was about to back down, Lu Mingfei caught a glimpse of Chen Wenwen crying out of the corner of his eye.

Chen Wenwen had been crying for a while; her eyes were red and her face was even paler… She looked very disheveled, but more real.

Lu Mingfei fell silent. Looking at Chen Wenwen like this, his long-dormant heart began to flutter once again!

"Didn't you swear to protect her smile? How come you're acting like a coward at this crucial moment?"

It felt as if a fire was burning in Lu Mingfei's heart, and a voice was calling out in his ear with a voice as loud as a bronze bell.

"When I return to this world, all traitors shall perish!!"

“You…” Zhao Menghua, who was confronting Lu Mingfei, suddenly took a few steps back in fear. In his perception, the boy in front of him, who had been unlucky for three years, suddenly became different!

The feeling was like a fallen king picking up his scepter again, the overwhelming majesty like a towering mountain.

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62 Lu Mingze

Although Zhao Menghua could not see Lu Mingfei's eyes, he could clearly feel that Lu Mingfei's pupils were as bright as burning gold, and that there was a long-accumulated violent aura in his pupils.

"Heh..." Lu Mingfei chuckled lightly, "I've been a coward for three years already, can't I be a hero now?"

Before Zhao Menghua and the others present could understand the meaning of those words, the brat, like an enraged lion, suddenly overturned the table and pounced on Zhao Menghua.

The table, laden with bowls and plates, collapsed to the ground, the sound of shattering porcelain filling the air.

These crisp sounds, mixed with the cacophony of voices, resembled a grand musical movement played on an organ.

"Has Mingfei suddenly become powerful? The protagonist should be fearless and not be as listless as before!" Tang Yu sat in his seat, watching the two rolling on the ground, and muttered to himself.

A moment later, Zhao Menghua's "loyal" underlings finally realized what was happening.

"You bastard! What are you doing?"

"Let go of Brother Meng Hua right now!"

"You little brat, get out of here or I'll break your legs."

Unrestrained insults erupted as Zhao Menghua's henchmen swarmed forward, trying to pull Lu Mingfei, this arrogant brat, away from Zhao Menghua and give him a good beating.

But these guys didn't get their way; someone stopped them.

"This brat finally showed some courage, so you... better not interfere."

Tang Yu stood in front of Zhao Menghua's underlings, preventing them from advancing further.

The underlings were extremely anxious as they watched their sugar daddy being repeatedly beaten.

"Get out of the way! I know Brother Black Dragon from the underworld. If you know what's good for you, grab that lunatic and get lost! Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite," the henchman shouted, his voice laced with bravado.

"I'd like to see just how impolite you all are." Tang Yu smiled as he stared at these outwardly strong but inwardly weak cowards. His voice was gentle, like that of an ordinary boy next door. But his eyes revealed a sense of superiority.

"I'll fucking...all of you come at me! What are you still looking at?"

With a furious shout, the henchmen swarmed forward like hyenas attacking a lion on the savanna, trying to overwhelm the arrogant young man in front of them with sheer numbers.

"Foolish bastards." Tang Yu uttered a few words softly, then charged at the enemy who outnumbered him by more than ten times with his bare hands.

It was clearly a lone man charging forward, but it gave the feeling of an entire army's armored vehicles.

The result is no suspense.

Tang Yu easily took down Zhao Menghua's group of henchmen, and then neatly packed them up and placed them on the ground.

When Tang Yu finished his battle, Lu Mingfei's side also had a winner.

Lu Mingfei won!

The poor kid looked terrible. He stood there unsteadily, his face covered in bruises, with two streaks of blood trailing from his nose, and those dark circles under his eyes... He looked just like the female ghost from "The Ring".

Just minutes before, Zhao Menghua was swaggering around, but he was in a much worse state. His once handsome face was now swollen like a pig's head. He lay motionless on the ground, emitting faint groans, indicating that he wasn't completely dead yet.

Chen Wenwen, who was standing to the side, had long since stopped crying. She stared blankly at Lu Mingfei, whose face was covered in bruises, and suddenly remembered that afternoon three years ago.

That afternoon, the sun was shining brightly. A somewhat immature-looking kid stood in front of her, holding up a dandelion and grinning foolishly at her...

This was Chen Wenwen and Lu Mingfei's first encounter, and also the beginning of Lu Mingfei's three-year unrequited love.

Now, it has finally come to a perfect end!

……

"elder brother……"

A boy's uniquely youthful voice came from behind him, startling Lu Mingfei, who was swaying precariously, and he turned around to look back.

As Lu Mingfei expected, the scene behind him was no longer the Sophie Saad restaurant!

He was now standing on a mountaintop, on a small, flat area, where a small, antique-style table sat quietly.

Meanwhile, the seemingly innocent little devil was sitting next to the low table, engrossed in playing a game on his Switch.

On the screen, the protagonist, wielding a machine gun, charges alone into a hail of enemy bullets. Countless bullets whizz past him, and in the end, the protagonist is left with only a drop of blood, while the enemies... are already lying on the ground, silent and still.

"Brother, you're really in a sorry state this time!"

The little devil placed the Switch on the table and slowly stood up. He stood on a small stool in front of Lu Mingfei, his amber eyes revealing an indescribable and enigmatic meaning.

He looked at the scars on Lu Mingfei's face with a very calm expression, but deep in his pupils, a hint of hellish brutality flashed.

The little devil gently brushed against the wound on Lu Mingfei's face, and with a cool sensation, Lu Mingfei's miserable appearance instantly returned to normal.

"Do you regret it, brother?" the little devil asked softly.

"No, I don't regret it!" A strange fire flashed in Lu Mingfei's pupils. "I've been cowardly for nineteen years... I have to explode at least once! I've had a crush on her for three years, I can't just stand by and watch her get bullied by a scumbag."

At this moment, Lu Mingfei doesn't look weak at all; surprisingly, he has the kind of aura that only protagonists possess.

The little devil stared blankly at Lu Mingfei, as if only today did he truly understand his adopted older brother...

After standing there for a long time, the little devil reached out and touched Lu Mingfei's hair, which hadn't been washed for several days.

“Brother, I’m so glad to see you’re no longer a coward. Be brave. Our fire… will burn the whole world to ashes.”

A voice as majestic as an emperor emanated from Lu Mingze's mouth, and at this moment, the little devil looked just like a real emperor.

However, this state only lasted for a moment, so short that Lu Mingfei even thought it was his own hallucination.

The majestic emperor has disappeared, and the goofy little devil has returned.

"Alright, brother, I'm not kidding anymore! Actually, I came here to bring some warmth to a client. Happy birthday! This is your birthday present!"

It was only then that Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered it was his birthday. He shook his head with a wry smile, "I didn't expect you to remember. I had even forgotten myself..."

After saying that, Lu Mingfei became shameless again, stretching out his hand and revealing his usual greedy face.

"Where's my birthday present?! Where is it?! Why would I refuse something that's free?!"

"Brother...you!" The little devil was both amused and exasperated. "We've known each other for so long, and you've never actually made a deal with me!" The little devil said with a bitter face.

"If my performance doesn't improve, I'll be transferred to the African savanna by management! You won't see a soul in six months there. Brother, can you really bear to do that?"

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63. The tragic story of Zhao Menghua

The little devil's big, bright eyes blinked, radiating electricity as he looked at Lu Mingfei.

"I have no interest in men! Especially not a cute boy like you who looks like a girl." Lu Mingfei turned his head away coldly, refusing to look at the adorable little devil.

"Alright, come and see your birthday present, brother." The little devil rummaged in his suit pocket for a long time, but in the end... he only pulled out nothing.

Lu Mingfei: "Where's my birthday present?"

Lu Mingze: "Oh dear! I think I've lost it."

Lu Mingfei: "..."

"Don't worry, brother, let me do you a small favor." The little devil smiled and pressed a button. "I'll help you take care of Zhao Menghua and his gang of rebellious guys."