C103 The Smell of Death(1)

Lee Zhuohua carried Jing Junchen to the outside of the Fang Seeking Tower to lure Zhang Xun out so that he wouldn't affect Zi Lan, who was in the room.

Lee Zhuohua had also noticed that Zhang Xun was chasing after him, but when he was about to continue attracting everyone's attention, he realized that Zhang Xun, who should have chased after him, was not here. This made Lee Zhuohua feel that something was wrong.

"This is bad. He found out." Lee Zhuohua thought to himself as he found Zhang Xun had returned to the Fang Seeking Tower.

He knew that the other party had found out his intentions, but he did not chase after him now, so he should have gone to look for Zi Lan. This caused Lee Zhuohua's heart to sink.

However, he did not panic. Since Jing Junchen was still in his hands, he believed that Zhang Xun would not do anything rash. After all, the other party still had to consider Jing Junchen's safety.

"Brat, hurry up and put me down. My father is Marquis Ling Wu. If you dare to hurt me, there will be no place for you in the capital." Jing Jun City, who had been captured by Lee Zhuohua, did not forget to threaten him even after being captured.

Lee Zhuohua frowned and thought to himself, This guy is really used to being arrogant. His life is in the hands of others, yet he still dares to use his background to pressure others. I really don't know if he has a mental problem or is bold.

"You're now in my hands, yet you still dare to be so stubborn. It seems that you have suffered too little. Your father really doesn't know how to teach you. Since your father can't teach you well, then no wonder you let an outsider teach you." Lee Zhuohua said coldly, and then the grip on Jing Junchen's right hand slowly increased.

When Jing Junchen heard Lee Zhuohua's words, he was naturally furious. Just as he was about to open his mouth to counterattack, Lee Zhuohua increased the strength of his grip on his right hand, causing his neck to be pressed down. Not to mention opening his mouth, even breathing became difficult.

"You... You." Jing Junchen's eyes widened and his face turned pale, because Lee Zhuohua was holding onto his throat, and he was struggling to speak.

No matter how shocking his background was, at this moment, his heart was filled with fear. Lee Zhuohua's actions made him believe that the person in front of him was lawless. If he were to say anything to anger him, the other party would definitely not be afraid of him because of his background.

Right at this moment.

"Stop." A short shout came from within the Fang Seeking Tower.

The person who spoke was Zhang Xun, who had just returned to the Fang Seeking Tower. He headed straight for Zi Lan's room after returning to the Fang Seeking Tower.

He had discovered Lee Zhuohua's intention, which was why he did not get lured out by Lee Zhuohua, but instead turned his head to catch Zi Lan.

The moment he pushed open the door and entered, he saw Zi Lan, who was waiting for Lee Zhuohua, with a worried expression, confirming his judgement. Without wasting any time, Zhang Xun immediately took Zi Lan down and chased her to the entrance of the Fang Seeking Tower.

As soon as he came out, he saw Lee Zhuohua carrying Jing Junchen, and the strength in his hands had increased. Jing Junchen's face was pale in his hands, and his hands and feet were struggling, but it was useless. It was obvious that Jing Junchen was not in a good state at the moment.

He did not know what Lee Zhuohua was doing to Jing Junchen, but now that Zhang Xun had caught Zi Lan, he was no longer worried that Jing Junchen would be in danger. From the way the other party diverted his attention, it could be seen that this Zi Lan still had a lot of weight in Lee Zhuohua's heart.

When Lee Zhuohua heard the sound, he turned his head to look towards the source of the voice. His eyes were stern, and as he had expected, Zi Lan had already been captured by Zhang Xun.

However, Lee Zhuohua did not stop his actions. On the contrary, as the strength in his hand increased, a cold Qi entered Jing Junchen's body from his palm. When this Qi entered Jing Junchen's body, it did not cause much of a change, but instead calmed down.

Seeing that Lee Zhuohua did not listen to him and continued to do what he was doing, Zhang Xun's expression became serious, and immediately made up his mind. He imitated Lee Zhuohua's actions and grabbed Zi Lan's throat, wanting to use this to threaten Lee Zhuohua.

Zi Lan was originally worried about Lee Zhuohua's safety. She thought to herself that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended, and felt guilty. And at this moment, the enemy was using her to threaten Lee Zhuohua, which made Zi Lan feel even more guilty in her heart.

"Put Little Houye down. If you don't want this girl to die, do as I say." Zhang Xun loudly said to Lee Zhuohua, and as he spoke, he even deliberately tightened his grip on Zi Lan's throat, causing her face to turn green and red.

But Zi Lan did not make a sound under such circumstances, and silently endured it. She did not want to drag Lee Zhuohua down anymore.

When Lee Zhuohua heard Zhang Xun's threatening words, he frowned slightly. No one knew what he was thinking about. He looked at Jing Junchen in his hand, and then looked at Zi Lan, whose face was clearly green and red, who was clearly in an extremely uncomfortable state.

"Hmph," he snorted, finally letting go of his right hand.

Lee Zhuohua let go of his right hand, and Jing Junchen immediately sat on the ground, paralyzed, as if he had just been reborn. He took in a deep breath of air, and his pale face slowly eased up while he was able to breathe normally.

After Lee Zhuohua let go of Jing Junchen, his gaze locked onto Zhang Xun, thinking about how to save Zi Lan.

If not for Zi Lan, no matter if it was Zhang Xun or those soldiers, they might not have been able to stop Lee Zhuohua. But now that the other party had caught Zi Lan, it gave Lee Zhuohua a headache.