Chapter 514: Chapter 514: Generous Hospitality
Xu Xiangbei put the cream-stained finger into his mouth, looking unsatisfied: "Such a delicious cake was completely ruined by you. No matter how wealthy the Lu Family is, don’t waste it."
Lu Hong rubbed the ring on his hand, squinting his eyes. That punch he threw just now was done with anger, using at least seventy percent of his strength. The 32 Styles of Overlord Fist from the Lu Family, when executed, were like raging waves, unbearable for ordinary people, yet Xu Xiangbei, while eating cake, blocked his Overlord Fist move.
In his eyes, Xu Xiangbei was just a rogue, yet he didn’t realize that Xu Xiangbei was deeply hidden and not just a name in vain. The wins over War Jason and Defeating Xiao Ye Feng Cilang were not due to luck but strength.
Behind Lu Hong stood more than ten men with cold expressions, dressed in well-made black suits. They looked at Xu Xiangbei with calm and cold eyes.
These men in black were wearing earpieces, seeming like security guards, but they were not ordinary ones. They were the ancient martial arts experts of the Lu Family. Judging by the blue glow on their skin, each of their skills was not lacking.
The banquet hall was packed with guests. Ah Rong had to secretly use her Inner Strength, drilling into the crowd like a nail; everyone who brushed against her felt a formidable force pushing them sideways, involuntarily making way for Ah Rong.
Ah Rong walked to Xu Xiangbei’s side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him: "Are you okay?"
A grateful smile flashed across Xu Xiangbei’s face. Although he didn’t take the Lu Family’s over ten experts seriously, having someone stand with him brought some comfort to his heart.
The atmosphere in the banquet hall became incredibly tense. The onlookers didn’t dare to breathe, watching curiously. Huang Qinghai and Qiao Mountain looked excited; to them, the conflict between the Lu Family and Xu Xiangbei was quite interesting.
Shen Congru furrowed his brows and stepped out from the crowd, smiling as he said to Lu Hong: "Uncle Lu, Xu Xiangbei is my friend, and Miss Lu is also my friend. This is Miss Lu Yao’s birthday dance party. Any disputes might as well be settled ashore. If conflicts can turn into peace..."
Ordinary people wouldn’t dare to meddle at this moment. Lu Hong’s face turned gloomy; seeing it was Shen Congru, his expression softened a lot: "Young Master Shen, you don’t understand the matters between us and Xu Xiangbei, it’s better not to interfere."
Young Master Shen wanted to say a few more words but was blocked by two strong men, unable to approach. Knowing he couldn’t help, he silently prayed in his heart, hoping Xu Xiangbei’s luck would hold.
In such a large crowd, right in front of so many guests, even if Lu Hong wanted to kill Xu Xiangbei, he couldn’t show it.
He put on a pretense: "Xu Xiangbei, this is Miss Lu Yao’s birthday dance party. We didn’t invite you at all. You snuck on board with bad intentions, and we intend to hand you over to the local police station."
Xu Xiangbei laughed: "I just came aboard to eat a piece of birthday cake, no need to arrest me, right?"
"Who knows what you intend? Better to explain to the police once you are inside the police station. Security, arrest him, don’t let him run."
With a command from Hong Lu, more than ten security guards rushed towards Xu Xiangbei. Xu Xiangbei and Ah Rong exchanged a smile, showing no fear, and engaged in a battle with the guards.
More than ten experts from the Lu Family, though formidable, were no match for Xu Xiangbei and Ah Rong. In no time, over half of the security guards were thrown to the ground by Xu Xiangbei and Ah Rong, lying all over the place.
Lu Hong’s face looked increasingly ugly. The over ten men were the Lu Family’s elites, yet they couldn’t defeat Xu Xiangbei.
A voice as old as time came from the crowd, not loud but clear, as if whispering into everyone’s ear: "Stop, all of you, step back."
Lu Jingyun’s tall figure appeared in the banquet hall, holding a cane in his hand, with white hair and beard, a calm expression emitting an indescribable dignity.
Huang Qinghai and Qiao Mountain awkwardly bowed to Lu Jingyun: "Hello, President Lu."
Lu Jingyun nodded slightly towards Huang Qinghai and Qiao Mountain, without speaking. His attention was fully focused on Xu Xiangbei, his gaze as sharp as a knife. If looks could kill, Xu Xiangbei would have been dead without a body by now.
Beside Lu Jingyun stood another elderly man in a suit, with graying temples, slightly more robust than Lu Jingyun, staring intensively at Xu Xiangbei as well.
Lu Jingyun’s voice carried anger: "You all are useless; over ten people couldn’t catch a little rogue, step back."
The remaining security guards retreated in fear, supporting their injured comrades. The banquet hall, which had been chaotic and noisy, quietened down once again.
Seeing Lu Jingyun arrive, Lu Hong quickly complained: "Uncle, Xu Xiangbei boarded the ship to cause trouble..."
Lu Jingyun shot a rebuking look at Lu Hong. Knowing Lu Jingyun was angry, Lu Hong stood beside him with a tense expression, head lowered, not daring to breathe.
Lu Yao looked sad, like a wounded kitten running to Lu Jingyun’s side, tears glistening in her eyes, saying in a tender voice: "Godfather, someone bullied me. You have to stand up for Yaoyao."
Gently stroking Lu Yao’s hair, Lu Jingyun’s expression softened: "Don’t worry Yaoyao, your godfather will get justice for you."
Lu Jingyun’s expression turned sharp: "Are you Xu Xiangbei, who bullied our Yaoyao?"
Xu Xiangbei said with a sly smile: "President Lu, what you said sounds so harsh. When did I bully Miss Lu Yao? We’re still good friends. I heard Miss Lu Yao was having her birthday, so I specially came onboard to congratulate her, to eat a piece of birthday cake, but was misunderstood as causing trouble."
Lu Yao was so angry that her body trembled, but remembering Xu Xiangbei’s joint-dislocating technique made a chill rise from her spine. Her slender fingers pointed at Xu Xiangbei, but she didn’t dare to utter a single complaint, could only shiveringly shrink behind Lu Jingyun.
Seeing Lu Yao very afraid of Xu Xiangbei, it seemed she had suffered under Xu Xiangbei’s hands. Lu Jingyun wanted to kill Xu Xiangbei immediately, but in a big crowd, besides so many guests, he couldn’t make a move.
He took a deep breath, lightly tapping the ground with his cane. The frost-cold expression just now eased into a smile, seemingly believing Xu Xiangbei’s words, becoming kind and approachable.
Like a benevolent old man, he smiled: "President Xu, so you came to celebrate our Yaoyao’s birthday. My nephew thought you came to make trouble. Please do not take offense if there was any impudence. Since it is a misunderstanding, why not turn conflict into harmony? President Xu, come have a glass of champagne with me in the backroom, shall we? If you are in a hurry, the ship hasn’t sailed yet, you can still disembark."
On the surface, Lu Jingyun turned into a magnanimous, kind-hearted old man, but Xu Xiangbei heard Lu Jingyun’s heart racing, clearly suppressing his anger, a terrifying murderous intent brewing.
Xu Xiangbei laughed, jokingly: "With President Lu being so generous and hospitable, wouldn’t it be rude of me not to agree? Let’s go, President Lu, let’s have some champagne in the back."
