"You heard him, he wants to kill me now. If you're facing someone who wants to kill you, what would you do? Just wash your neck and wait for him to do it?" Lu Tianxing looked at Lu Chuan with icy eyes and said coldly.
"Young Master Tianxing, don't push me." Lu Chuan sighed softly after hearing Lu Tianxing's words and said.
Upon hearing this, the murderous intent on Lu Tianxing became even more intense: "Is this the choice of the Lu Family?"
"That's right, Young Master Haoyue is the heir to the position of Family Head of the Lu Family. If Young Master Tianxing insists on killing Young Master Haoyue, then don't blame this old servant for being impolite. I will have no choice but to capture you." Lu Chuan lowered his head, sighed softly, and said.
"Capture him? Lu Chuan, I'm afraid you don't have that ability."
