Chapter 792 - A Cruel Game

Old Lu looked up at the man who laughed like a lunatic with raging eyes.

Ming Zhi Yi moved his leg and raised Old Lu's chin with the tip of his shoes, "Hey, father-in-law, we meet again." His lips turned into an evil arc, "I am quite satisfied with our meeting but why are you glaring?"

"Mmph!" Old Lu glared at Ming Zhi Yi. If looks could kill, he had killed Ming Zhi Yi many times over.

Ming Zhi Yi just enjoyed the view. 

"How is your stay here? I am sorry the trip was quite rough. Don't worry, I'll let you play so you'll get entertained."

The veins on Old Lu's head turned more visible. "Hmph! Hmph!"

"What? Do you want to say something else?"

"Hmph!"

"Oh, I forgot. An animal like you can't speak now huh? How is the feeling of kneeling in front of me? I bet it is disgusting and nauseating right?" Ming Zhi Yi then crouched down and whispered into Old Lu's ears with a chilling tone. "That's how I felt when you forced me and my family to kneel in front of you. Do you still remember?"

Old Lu's eyes were glaring. "Hmph!"

Ming Zhi Yi smiled even more. "Now the table has changed, huh. At last, your life is completely in my hands. How does it feel now that you are the one who is powerless, hopeless, and weak?"

Old Lu glowered. Even he was losing his strength from his hands due to his blood being blocked by the rope, he still struggled. If his hands were free, he had ripped Ming Zhi Yi into pieces already.

Ming Zhi Yi stood up and watched as Old Lu struggled under his feet. The old man wanted to curse at him, but he wasn't allowed to do so. The once terrifying man who was standing above of many people was now reduced to a powerless old man who could not even escape from his binds.

The formidable man in Ming Zhi Yi's past....was kneeling before him with his dirty appearance. The old man looked...truly pitiful.

Ah, looking at his wretched state...was truly satisfying for Ming Zhi Yi. 

Ming Zhi Yi's eyes flashed with satisfaction. His smile turned even sweeter. "Since you are struggling so much, I will listen to what you have to say." He then tore away the tape from Old Lu's mouth.

Old Lu suddenly spat on Ming Zhi Yi's face. "Your family are monsters. No wonder, they bread a monster like you."

Ming Zhi Yi: "...."

The surrounding suddenly turned several degrees colder. Ming Zhi Yi's sweet smile froze on his face. It was the same smile, yet it carried malice. His gaze turned menacing.

Ming Zhi Yi wiped the saliva on his face calmly. But the aura he emitted was deadly. He gestured his hand to an old butler behind him.

Butler Qian who was holding a suitcase walked up to Ming Zhi Yi. He then looked at Old Lu. His pair of wrinkled eyes were filled with killing intent.

Old Lu recognized Butler Qian immediately. "You..."

Ming Zhi Yi stood up. He silently opened the suitcase.

The surrounding experts unconsciously swallowed. The more silent their Master was, the angrier their Master was.

Xiong Zhi and the others could not see what was happening but they felt a shiver down their spine. What was this bone-chilling aura?

It was only Lu Yin Ze, who recognized his grandfather's voice, that bravely broke the silence.

"Grandpa? Are you alright, grandpa?!" Lu Yin Ze called out to Old Lu.

Old Lu whose attention was on Butler Qian and to the silent Ming Zhi Yi turned his head to Lu Yin Ze's direction. "Yin'er? Grandson, is that you?"

"It's me, grandpa! Are you hurt?!"

At this time, Ming Zhi Yi had already taken out his favorite knife. "Are you guys done with your reunion?"

Old Lu saw that he was approaching the group with a knife. The sharp blade glinted with cold light.

"What are you doing?!"

Ming Zhi Yi smiled again. The sweet smile coupled with his dark eyes was truly terrifying. "Oh, this? Well, since you spread your dirty saliva on me, I got really angry. But I don't stoop low like you. Instead of a dirty spit, I am more creative. I am going to spray blood on your face." 

Old Lu's heart thumped. Ming Zhi Yi was holding the knife with such a murderous gaze and ghastly smile.

"Though, I am kind, unlike you. I'll give you a choice. Pick a person from this group. Which blood you like to be spilled?"

"What..?" Old Lu was shaken. What kind of crazy nonsense this devil was spouting?!

Ming Zhi Yi's face still carried a smile. "Hurry up. My hands are shaking with excitement. If you don't speak, I will naturally choose your beloved grandson."

Old Lu: !!!

Old Lu: "You demon! Yin'er is your biological son!"

"I don't have a son. My son died a couple of months ago."

Old Lu and Lu Yin Ze: !!!

Xiong Zhi's eyes were wide. Lu Jin died...? He did not escape but he died?

Lu Yin Ze struggled from the rope. There were tears in his eyes, "You demon! I don't care if you don't see me as your son, but brother is different! He followed your twisted path! How could you kill brother!" The little hope that he had that maybe... his brother was still alive was drowned by Ming Zhi Yi's cruel words.

Old Lu's eyes turned red as well. "You are a psychopath...even the cruelest tigers don't eat their cubs.." Old Lu might not favor Lu Jin, but he was still his daughter's own flesh and blood. Yet this psychopath killed his own son.

Ming Zhi Yi did not clear their misunderstanding. For him, his son had died the moment he betrayed him. And if Lu Jin ever showed up in front of Ming Zhi Yi, he would surely kill him. So in the end, his son's fate was to die.

In the face of the two men getting angry over the man they hated for many years, Ming Zhi Yi just found it funny.

"So? Have you made the decision? Whose blood you want now?"

Old Lu gritted his teeth in anger, "There's no way I will play with your disgusting game..."

"Is that so?" Ming Zhi Yi's gaze turned chiller. He then grabbed Lu Yin Ze's head. "How about I sprayed blood of your own grandson to your face?"

Old Lu shuddered, "Ming Zhi Yi! Don't you dare touch my grandson! You imbecile man!"

"I dare though?" Ming Zhi Yi's strength was great. Lu Yin Ze had no power to struggle against him as the knife started to approach his eye. He might not be able to see, but he could feel the cold presence of the knife coming towards him.

Lu Yin Ze could feel the upcoming impending death.

In the end...his brother's sacrifice would be in vain. He betrayed their father for him and his grandfather to live. But they still fall under Ming Zhi Yi's hand.

Lu Yin Ze remembered how his brother pushed him away. His brother locked him up on the hospital and feed him slow-acting poison. Lu Yin Ze did not understand his brother's choice or his reasons. He only seen him as a traitor who betrayed him and sided with a villain.

But after that letter....he had been thinking a lot. What if those things were done by his brother so that this devil won't hurt him anymore than that? Perhpas...his brother was protecting him under the guise of hurting him on his own.

Perhaps...that was the only best choice his brother have?

The anger he accumulated throughout the years for his brother faded like an evaporated gas. However, it was too late. His brother died.

Lu Yin Ze's tears rolled down. In the end, he was not given a chance to ask his brother's about these things. 

'Brother...you betrayed father for me and grandfather, right? You want us to live....'

'I'm sorry brother...I am truly sorry. In the end, I did not understand you and blame you through all those years...'

Lu Yin Ze regretted that in the end, he wasn't able to call Lu Jin 'older brother' again.

As he silently cried out the regrets in his heart, the knife slowly closed in.