Chapter 513: Chapter 513: Big Boss Zhu Qinglong
At the foot of Lotus Mountain lies a sprawling villa estate, within which the pines and cypresses grow lush and verdant, partially concealing the magnificent villa.
There is even a small golf course within the villa.
This villa estate is the Zhu Mansion of the crime lord Zhu Qinglong.
Standing by the edge of the golf course are bodyguards with sunglasses, arms crossed behind their backs in a vigilant stance.
Their target of protection is an elderly man on the grass, dressed in a white sports outfit, swinging his club to hit a ball.
The old man’s hair is gray, tied up behind his head due to its length, much like a woman’s. His face is portly and dignified, wearing sunglasses with a thick beard covering his jawline, maintaining a perfect swing posture.
The white golf ball, once struck, traces a parabola through the air before dropping and rolling forward, accurately landing in the hole.
“Good shot! Uncle Zhu, that was an excellent swing!” someone immediately applauds.
The person applauding is Lu Yichen.
Next to Lu Yichen is another person with his head and chin wrapped in white bandages—this is Zhu Zirui.
The old man swinging the club is indeed the crime lord Zhu Qinglong.
Seeing the ball drop into the hole, a faint smile appears on Zhu Qinglong’s face.
Subsequently, he hands his club to a nearby bodyguard and removes his gloves, which he also passes to the bodyguard.
Then, he takes off his sunglasses. As he does so, his piercing eyes, which naturally emanate a commanding presence that sends chills down one’s spine, come into view.
All around, the bodyguards instinctively lower their heads, not daring to meet Zhu Qinglong’s gaze, seemingly intimidated by his aura.
Looking at Lu Yichen, Zhu Qinglong smiles and says, “Nephew Lu, it’s been a while since we last played golf together. How about we have a game sometime?”
Lu Yichen quickly responds, “Uncle Zhu, with my amateur skills, how dare I play against your master-level skills? Wouldn’t that be like displaying my inadequacies before an expert?”
“Hahaha, Nephew, you’re being too modest. Come, let’s go to my study and drink some of my treasured wine.” Although Zhu Qinglong knows Lu Yichen is flattering him, he is nonetheless pleased by it.
The villa study.
Zhu Qinglong pours three glasses of red wine.
“Nephew, Zirui, have a taste.” Zhu Qinglong gestures toward the glasses of wine on the table, addressing Lu Yichen and Zhu Zirui.
“Yes, Uncle Zhu.” Lu Yichen, with a solemn demeanor, raises a glass. Before tasting it, he pretentiously sniffs the wine and says in an enchanted manner, “What a wonderful aroma! Its rich and pure taste is truly delightful.”
A smile tugs at the corners of Zhu Qinglong’s mouth. Although Lu Yichen’s flattery is somewhat exaggerated, Zhu Qinglong enjoys the effort others put into pleasing him.
When others flatter him, it indicates that they fear him or seek his favor.
Thus, he can assert his dominance over others.
Zhu Qinglong picks up a glass of wine, his broad shoulders, and robust build reminiscent of a bear’s, as he reclines on a leather sofa, crossing his legs, instantly exuding the powerful aura of a crime lord.
As Zhu Qinglong sips his wine, a gleam sharp as a blade flashes in his eyes, causing Lu Yichen to feel an inexplicable sense of dread.
Though the Lu family is one of the top ten noble families, Lu Yichen harbors wariness toward this crime lord.
When Wen Bozhong and the old Prince were still in power, Zhu Qinglong might have been more restrained.
However, with Wen Bozhong and the old Prince’s downfall, Zhu Qinglong fears no one and has become the new overlord of Shencheng’s underworld.
Even the Lu family has chosen to ally with Zhu Qinglong.
This is the reason Lu Yichen seeks to curry favor with Zhu Qinglong.
“Nephew Lu, tell me about the two people who gave Zirui a mild concussion.” Zhu Qinglong, after finishing a glass of wine, gazes at Lu Yichen and asks.
Lu Yichen nods: “Uncle Zhu, the two who injured Zirui are named Lin Fei and Leng Ying.”
“I’ve had people investigate. Lin Fei is from Huadu and is still a university student, while this Leng Ying has a notorious background—he’s the king of killers on Demon Island.”
Zhu Qinglong’s expression changes slightly, “The king of killers from Demon Island?”
“Indeed, my general uncle confirmed it last night, so it should be accurate,” Lu Yichen explained.
A cold smile crosses Zhu Qinglong’s face as he says, “Didn’t you call your uncle for help last night? How did you end up drinking with these two?”
Lu Yichen replies, “Perhaps my uncle was too wary of this killer king Leng Ying, fearing he might seek retribution against the Lu family afterward.”
After a night of reflection on the events at the Dragon Club, Lu Yichen concluded that his uncle must be aware of the killer king’s terrifying strength, knowing that any confrontation would be unfavorable and that the Lu family could face Leng Ying’s retaliation anytime.
So he had to swallow his pride and apologize to Lin Fei.
A slightly skeptical expression appears on Zhu Qinglong’s face as he asks, “Is this killer king really so terrifying that even your general uncle is so wary of him?”
Lu Yichen responds, “Uncle Zhu, it’s not impossible. Demon Island’s inmates are all fiendish murderers, and this killer king is the most terrifying among them.”
Hearing this, Zhu Qinglong is somewhat convinced.
“Hmm, it seems the greatest threat now is this killer king Leng Ying. Once he’s eliminated, dealing with Lin Fei will be a simple matter.”
Lu Yichen nods, “Exactly, without this killer king, Lin Fei wouldn’t dare to be so arrogant.”
“Heh, I don’t care if he’s a killer king or King Yama himself, no matter how formidable he is, he will still fall to my gunmen,” a murderous intent flashes in Zhu Qinglong’s eyes.
Lu Yichen feels a chill: Could it be Zhu Qinglong intends to send gunmen to assassinate Leng Ying and Lin Fei?
Recalling the humiliation from last night, Lu Yichen smirks inwardly: Lin Fei, you could never imagine that offending Zhu Qinglong would lead to being gunned down.
Right then, the study door is knocked: “Master, President Yang of the Baoli Group has sent two invitations to the new mountain villa launch event at the Jade Dew Mountain on the day after tomorrow.”
“Bring them in,” Zhu Qinglong instructed.
The door opens, and a middle-aged man in a suit enters, holding two invitations.
Taking the invitations from the man, Zhu Qinglong glances at them, then smiles and says to Lu Yichen, “Jade Dew Mountain is a place with excellent feng shui, and the mid-mountain villas invested by Baoli Group are top luxury. I’ve already mentioned to President Yang about securing a villa.”
Lu Yichen nods with a smile, “Indeed, the scenery at Jade Dew Mountain surpasses even that of Lotus Mountain. It’s certainly a place with good feng shui. My father also approached President Yang in advance for a villa and likely received an invitation too.”
“Then the day after tomorrow, let’s visit Jade Dew Mountain together,” Zhu Qinglong said.
“Yes, yes…” Lu Yichen replied submissively.