He wasn't afraid to start a war with Lu Zhanbei.
This was his home base. It was hard to say who would win and who would lose.
But…
Lu Zhengyu looked at that woman who was being held at the neck by Si Han. His murderous intent faded like receding waves.
Once they exchanged blows, she might be in danger.
Eventually, Lu Zhengyu ordered with a grim expression, "Hand them over to him!"
"Yes."
Within a few minutes, the butler brought over the group of people who had kidnapped Si Han.
Not only were their weapons removed, they were also handcuffed.
Lu Zhanbei curved his fingers toward the back. "Gu Mo."
"Understood!' Gu Mo waved his hands and pushed this group of people into the car.
"Are you satisfied now?" Lu Zhengyu practically squeezed these words out from the gaps between his teeth.
He was the head of the Lu family. To be forced by his son to make this move, he had completely thrown his own face.
