Lu Xining's eyes were vigilant, "What happened?"
Cheng Cang did not answer her question but waved his hand, and the people surrounding them immediately charged over, their long knives slashing towards them like a bloody brawl straight out of a movie.
The Lu Family's bodyguard immediately went to meet them. Although unarmed, he was clearly better skilled than these greenhorns, quickly snatching the long knives from their hands and beginning a fierce confrontation between the two powers, fire and water could not mix.
Lu Xining's gaze stayed fixed on Cheng Cang across from her. This man, from the first moment she saw him, she knew he was dangerous.
And indeed, it had been proven.
In Cheng Cang's eyes surged the ferocity of someone who had climbed up through the ranks by killings, exhibiting no reverence for life, only indifference and numbness.
It was as if he had never received any warmth in his life.
Because he had never received it, it didn't exist for him.