Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

Quan Ranting, with a cold expression, remained unmoved. “Ready, begin…”

Lushen reflexively lay down again, but this time, he couldn’t even raise his hands. He lay flat on the ground like a gecko.

Quan Ranting glanced at Chu Yujiang and said, “Count for him.”

“Yes.”

Lushen was completely crushed.

“Young Seventh Lord, you know the rules. If you don’t get up within three minutes, the count doubles. Do you want to do two hundred?”

As soon as these words were uttered, Lushen’s reaction was swift. He sprang into action like he had been injected with adrenaline, sticking his rear up and starting the exercises.

Chu Yujiang glanced at Quan Ranting, noting that he had no intention of making an issue out of it, so he turned a blind eye and tacitly approved Lushen’s less-than-standard push-ups.

After completing another set of one hundred, Lushen remained sprawled on the floor, taking a full fifteen minutes to recover.

Chu Yujiang helped him up, and they both sat down on the sofa.

By now, Lushen was thoroughly defeated, and there was no room for refusal or resistance. He sat beside the “Great Demon King” Quan Ranting. After completing an insanely demanding exercise, he experienced the ruthlessness of the world.

His body was hot, but cold air seeped into every pore. He thought, this must be what they mean by “fire and ice.”

It wasn’t sour, it wasn’t pleasant, it wasn’t exciting. It was just a longing for death, death, and more death!

“Speak up,” Quan Ranting suddenly said in a cold tone.

Huh?

“Weren’t you going to explain just now?”

“…” He had been punished enough; why does it still need to give an explanation?

Lushen’s inner rage roared like a tempest, but his expression remained meek. “I did all this to get the ‘Ares Teras’ from her and complete the task you gave me!”

A person with a clear conscience was like a radiant moon, standing firm in front of all, and that expression, brimming with “I did it for your sake,” was both heartbreaking and touching.

Unfortunately, Quan Ranting was no ordinary person; he was an iceberg, unmoved by Lushen’s words.

With just a single glance, Quan Ranting sneered. “So, it’s still my fault?”

“No, no, no! I absolutely didn’t mean that!” Lushen sat up straight in an instant, his small hands gesturing in front of his chest, his expression a mix of shock and fear, like a startled little bird.

Heh heh, as long as you weren’t intentionally looking for trouble, who would dare to blame Quan Ranting?

“It’s all because of Shen Wan!” Lushen quickly changed his tune. “That wicked woman, she’s so bad!”

“What did you say?” Quan Ranting’s expression remained calm, his tone unchanged. “I didn’t catch that, say it again.”

Lushen choked, his eyes filled with sincerity. “I thought about it, and it’s mostly my fault! Really! I’m the mastermind behind all this!” Indeed, once his Sixth Brother had a “little bitch” he stopped spoiling him!

Damn Shen Wan, just wait—

He not only wanted to show her why flowers were red but he would also make her understand why the earth was deep!

Because the earth was meant to bury bodies!

“In the future, you’re not allowed to go to her for the bracelet again.” With this parting remark, Quan Ranting got up and left.

Chu Yujiang watched the man’s cold back as he entered his study, then turned to Lushen and earnestly advised, “Young Seventh Lord, don’t provoke Shen Wan anymore. Next time, it won’t be as simple as two hundred push-ups.”

Amitabha, be mindful of your actions and cherish your life..