Chapter 592 - 385: Once the Top-Ranking Bodyguard

Chapter 592: Chapter 385: Once the Top-Ranking Bodyguard

In the core area of the Central Business District in Yingnan City, where every inch of land is worth a fortune, stands a luxurious estate spread over nearly a thousand acres.

This is the flagship project of Huafu Group under the Lu Family, and the most grandiose main residence naturally becomes the ancestral home of the Lu Family.

Inside the lofty walls carved from marble, the solemn electronic gates stand tall, guarded around the clock by a dozen uniformed security personnel.

As the electronic access system activates, the steel-forged gates slowly open.

Three cars quickly sped along the winding ginkgo avenue.

On either side of the driveway, neatly trimmed imported lawns stretch out, with over a dozen European-style villas scattered in a picturesque layout.

The convoy bypasses the imposing main villa in the center and heads directly to a side-wing annex villa.

The convoy eventually halts in front of a three-story Baroque-style villa—this is the private residence of Lu Guangchen, the third-generation direct heir of the Lu Family.

As the front and rear Range Rover Defenders come to a stop, several black-suited bodyguards nimblely leap out the car doors, expertly lining up in formation and jogging to the middle limousine.

Lu Yuliang, the eldest son of the Lu Family, took three steps in two strides, personally bowed, and opened the rear car door.

Lu Xuan stood with hands behind his back, dressed in a black Zhongshan suit.

His deep gaze, calm as an ancient well, slowly sweeps over the meticulously manicured French gardens, priceless sculpted fountains, and finally settles on the dazzling villa.

Every detail here silently speaks of the Lu Family’s astounding wealth accumulated over the years.

Inside the villa, the sight that greets the eyes is a floor and walls paved in marble, gleaming bright enough to reflect images.

Several uniformly uniformed maids shrank into the corner, faces ashen as paper, eyes showing panic.

Suddenly, a hoarse, frenzied scream erupts from upstairs.

The sound spirals down the spiral marble staircase, resonating within the high-ceilinged atrium.

The hysterical female voice has evidently been screaming for quite some time.

Her vocal cords have frayed and altered in tone, yet she tirelessly howls as if tormented by some horrendous nightmare.

The shrill scream feels like a dull knife, ruthlessly scraping the nerves of everyone present.

Lu Guangchen’s face turns ashen in an instant, his fingers involuntarily digging into his palm.

Beside him, Lu Yuhong, the third son of the Lu Family and chairman of Huafu Group, noticeably trembles.

This iron-fisted figure in the business world, who has weathered decades of storms, appears unprecedentedly aged at this moment.

The corners of his wrinkled eyes faintly twitch as murky tears shimmer in his eyes—she is his most cherished jewel!

"Dad, it’s those damned sinister things constantly haunting Xiaoyi..."

Lu Yuhong forcefully squeezes out these words through clenched teeth, everyone present instinctively grows solemn.

After all, regarding these unseen and untouchable entities, no matter who it is, they feel a bit unsettled.

In Lu Xuan’s deep eyes, a dark glow flows, his gaze becoming increasingly stern.

In his original memories, Lu Keyi—a little girl always with curved eyebrows, who called him "Great Grandfather."

Even though he had remained in seclusion in the mountains, the little girl steadfastly made three phone calls every Wednesday,

with her soft voice persistently reminding: "Great Grandfather, remember to add clothes," "Has Great Grandfather taken the medicinal food on time?"

Every festival, the pink luxury car always appeared on the mountain villa’s drive.

The girl carried bags of supplements, treading the dew-dampened cement path, smilingly visiting himself.

Lu Xuan slightly nodded: "Hmm, let’s go see that girl Xiaoyi first."

A simple sentence, yet it makes everyone present shiver inwardly.

The mastery of a Grandmaster Perfection Huajin, isn’t it exceptional?

With his own strength, under the full explosive power of a Grandmaster Perfection Huajin realm.

Full of masculine energy erupting vigorously, Inner Strength can extend up to ten feet away, everything in its path becomes shattered.

Moreover, his cultivation level has long infinitely approached the legendary Embracing Elixir Realm.

Whenever Qi Force is fully mobilized, exuberant blood energy bursts through the sky, like dragons and serpents rising continuously.

With profound expertise in Fist Skill, his Martial Arts Will is as majestic as towering mountains, heavy and profound, vaguely intimidating the atmosphere of heaven and earth.

The carved wooden door of the second-floor master bedroom opens, revealing a warmly decorated boudoir.

Sunlight spills through the sheer curtain onto the goose-down covered princess bed, a row of plush toys neatly leaning against the lace pillows.

A girl curled up in the center of the bed wearing a snow-white nightgown, about twenty years old.

The face that should have been bright-eyed and charming is now contorted in a grimace.

Her almond eyes open wide yet empty, her cherry lips gape emitting piercing screams.

Delicate skin like porcelain bursts with veins, as if countless bugs crawl under the skin.

Four alpine-grade nylon ropes tightly squeeze her slender limbs, creating bloodstains on her wrists and feet.

Yet the girl seemingly unaware, continues convulsing with a bizarre frequency, every struggle causing the bedframe to let out overwhelmed creaks.

Just then, Lu Keyi suddenly turns her head, her neck making a crisp "crack," and bloodshot eyes locking onto Lu Xuan standing at the forefront.

"Roar——!"

She suddenly erupts in a completely inhuman roar, the sound waves shake the crystal chandelier violently.

Seemingly encountering something terrifying, she begins frantically struggling.

The nylon ropes on her limbs tighten deeply into her flesh, seeping shocking bloodstains.

Lu Xuan’s frost-white brows suddenly lift.

In an instant, golden light bursts in his murky eyes, like two rising suns suddenly emerging.

A vast and boundless oppression descends with a roar, making the floor of the room groan under the strain.

Everyone present feels breathless, as if weighed down by a thousand-pound boulder on their chest.

After all, he is a martial arts giant merely a step away from the legendary Embracing Elixir Realm.

Such a terrifying existence, without reservation, releases his own oppressive force.

A vast Martial Arts Will like ten thousand mountains presses down, making the glass windows of the entire villa hum and resonate.

In a daze, everyone seems to glimpse a colossal dragon of blood energy faintly appearing behind the elderly figure, gesturing wildly.

"Dad, don’t hurt Xiaoyi."

Lu Yuhong, facing overwhelming pressure, stumbles two steps forward.

Veins bulge on his forehead, large sweat beads roll down his cheeks, yet he keeps his gaze fixed on his bound granddaughter.

After all, such sinister things are shapeless and intangible... cannot be restrained by conventional methods.

Although his father is revered as a martial arts and national arts master of Dragon Country, but... fists and steel gusts can never harm these specters and spirits!

Therefore, this time, they specifically invited their father to make the connection with people from the Capital of Dragon Country.

The foundation of the Lu Family, in the end, relies entirely on Old Master Lu Xuan’s network to sustain.

Back in the day, when Old Master was young, he was the bodyguard of a higher-up in Dragon Country.