"Who said my life will be at the mercy of you?" When the young Lu Hengfei said these words, his face was not arrogant and unruly, but dignified and determined that was completely inconsistent with his age.
"Come on, let's see who of you can hurt me even a hair," the young Lu Hengfei said, raising his middle finger and raising his eyebrows in front of thousands of soldiers. No one doubted him. The mountains of corpses at the young man's feet had told it all.
Raising his sword and lowering his hand, Lu Hengfei walked towards his wife without even giving his peripheral vision to the warrior who was slowly falling behind him.
"Ning'er, what would you like to eat?" Lu Hengfei looked at the woman in front of him gently. . . Suning looked at the blood stains on Lu Hengfei's clothes with disgust, took a few steps back, turned around and left, muttering: "I told you not to fight, the clothes you just changed have to be washed again!"
Lu Hengfei followed his daughter-in-law and pitifully admitted his mistake. People couldn't believe that this was the famous tycoon of the generation, General Lu who washed the battlefield with a blood-eating sword and was revered as the "God of War".
Mission: Unwilling to be mediocre and unyielding to fate