Chapter Thirty-One: The Dog Slave Looks for Death

  At this time, the little maid Xiaolan on the ground was rolling around in pain, with bloodstains all over her body and a mournful cry coming from her throat, which made everyone's heart feel fearful.

  Those maidservants in the distance had been frightened for a while, staring blankly at Xiaolan on the ground, they had never seen such a scene before.

  Just outside the laundry room, the pitiful wails of Xiaolan were also mentioned, and a number of slaves gathered outside the laundry room, peeking in to see what was happening inside, all of them shocked beyond measure.

  "Little boy, do you still want to leave? You've eaten the gallbladder of a fierce leopard, you're looking for death." At this time, Zhao, the laundry house manager, came back to his senses, looked at the maid Xiaolan who was lying on the ground, and then glared viciously at Lu Shaoyou, blocking his way.

  "You dog, if you don't get out of my sight now, let's see who dies." Lu Shaoyou gave Zhao San a cold glance. At this point, Lu Shaoyou didn't want to consider anything else either, he couldn't let his mother suffer like this anymore.

  "Kid, you've got a big mouth, with your useless skills..." Zhao San sneered and threw out a punch, generating a strong gust of wind.

  "I originally wanted to settle accounts with you later, but now it's your own fault that you're asking for death." Lu Shaoyou said coldly. As soon as Zhao San made a move, Lu Shaoyou saw that this person was only at the level of Wudang Second Heavy. With new and old hatreds combined, Lu Shaoyou's eyes suddenly shot out with a chill.

  "You dog slave." Just as Zhao San's fist was about to strike, Lu Shaoyou dodged it by bending his waist and turning sideways. At the same time, a palm print shot out from his hand like lightning, generating a powerful gust of wind.

  Bang!

  Zhao San's fist fell empty, and he was shocked. However, a palm print suddenly landed on his own chest, which greatly exceeded his expectations. A huge force poured down in an instant, and he could feel that his internal organs were shattered in an instant.

  "Damn you, go die." Lu Shaoyou's palm print retracted, and he spoke coldly.

  Zhao San's eyes, which had initially been filled with shock and horror, gradually became empty and hollow. He could never have imagined that a useless good-for-nothing he had always looked down on would suddenly transform into a formidable warrior, whose strength far surpassed his own. But it was too late now; the opponent hadn't given him any chance to survive.

  "You're actually a martial artist..." Zhao San's words were cut off as he lay on the ground, and before his death, he finally realized that the good-for-nothing kid they had bullied since childhood was now a martial artist, with abilities far surpassing his own.

  This scene left all the slaves stunned, Zhao San was a martial artist after all, yet he was killed with just one move.

  "The slaves of the Lu family should do their duty as slaves. If they dare to offend their superiors, the only outcome will be death." Lu Shaoyou gave a cold glance at the surrounding slaves before turning back to face his mother, who was already shocked and confused: "Mother, let's go back home first. From now on, we won't come to this laundry house again."

  Roland didn't say a word, already shocked speechless, under Lu Shaoyou's support, left the laundry room.

  "He's dead, quickly inform the housekeeper..."

  The remaining slaves in the laundry room came to their senses and began to get flustered, not wanting to cause trouble, so they left the laundry room early.

  In the courtyard, Lu Shaoyou supported Luo Lanshi to sit down. All the way, Lu Shaoyou's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, looking like he had to think of a way out for himself. It was estimated that it wouldn't be long before the Lu family would make a big fuss. However, since he had already exposed himself, he might as well see how the Lu family would react. At worst, he could leave the Lu family now and rely on his current abilities to support his mother.

  "Less roaming." Roland returned from the laundry room, also slightly out of breath.

  "Mother, don't worry, it's all right." Lu Shaoyou knew what his mother was worried about and comforted her at once.

  Luolan was worried and hastily said: "Shao You, hurry up and leave, or else they won't let you go. Your mother is still here, hurry up and leave."

  "Mother, I'm leaving, what will you do? Don't worry, they can't do anything to me." Lu Shaoyou said with a faint smile.

  "It's all because of Mother, it's because Mother is useless... " Luo Lan began to sob lightly. If she had a powerful family backing her up like some others did, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

  "Mother, this has nothing to do with you, don't worry. I'm a warrior now, they can't do anything to me." Lu Shaoyou said with a smile, but in his heart he was thinking, if there's anyone to blame, it's the Lu family. His identity is also a part of the Lu family's bloodline, yet the Lu family is watching him like this, the Lu family is really ruthless.

  "Warrior, Shao You, aren't you supposed to be a warrior? How could you...?" Luo Lan raised her head, staring at Lu Shao You in shock. She had already been shocked when Lu Shao You killed Zhao San in the laundry room earlier. That Zhao San was a warrior, and although she wasn't one herself, having grown up in the Lu family, a martial arts household, she understood some things about the martial world.

  "After this, I'll talk to you again, anyway, my son is now a martial artist and nothing will happen to him." Lu Shaoyou said.

  "That won't work either, Shao You, you'd better leave now, she won't let you off." Luo Lan's expression changed, and he became even more worried.

  Lu Shao knew who his mother was talking about. It seemed that his mother also had a clear mind, and his father's first wife would not let go of her own.

  "Less travel..."

  A soft voice came from outside the courtyard, and then Lu Wushuang's figure appeared in the courtyard.

  "Peerless sister, how did you come?" Lu Shaoyou said.

  "I just heard someone say that you killed Zhao San and beat up Xiao Lan, is this true?" Lu Wushuang asked, staring at Lu Shaoyou.

  "They bullied my mother, so I took action." Lu Shao Yu did not hide it and said to Lu Wu Shuang.

  "Shao You, you're in trouble now. Zhao San is a member of the Zhao family, and if you had killed any other servant, it wouldn't have been a big deal." Lu Wushuang said with some concern.

  "Lu Wushuang, you must help your younger brother. You have a good relationship with Master, go and ask him for help, he will definitely help your younger brother." Luo Lan said to Lu Wushuang as she stood up.

  "Third Aunt, don't worry, I'm here, nothing will happen to Shaoyou." Lu Wushuang said as he supported Luo Lan.

  Roland nodded slightly, thinking that if Lu Wushuang could help Shao You in her position in the Lu family, there wouldn't be any big deal, and he also felt a little relieved.

  "Shao You, what do you plan to do?" Lu Wushuang asked Lu Shaoyou. As for Lu Shaoyou killing that old man, Lu Wushuang didn't ask much about it because she already knew that Lu Shaoyou was a spirit now and not the weak and incompetent younger brother he used to be.

  "No big deal, I'll just leave the Lu family." Lu Shaoyou said lightly.

  "Leave the Lu family." Lu Wushuang was taken aback, then said: "Absolutely not, I definitely cannot leave the Lu family."