<h4>Chapter 1832: Chapter 1825: The Matter Comes to an End</h4>


    Ashida Ikeda and Cangwu were both truete-stage mythical masters. Even though their battle was far away from the cruise ship, Lu Tianxing could feel the intense de intent and spear momentum wafting over. It was like knives cutting into his skin, painfully sharp. If he rushed in recklessly, he would die without a doubt, and might even drag Cangwu down with him.


    So, Lu Tianxing simply chose not to intervene in this matter and headed towards the deck instead.


    "Quick, step back, he’sing, suddenly he’sing."


    As soon as Lu Tianxing’s figure appeared on the deck, those who had flocked up because of the incident in the hall instinctively retreated a few steps. When Lu Tianxing’s gaze swept over them, everyone instinctively lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.


    At this moment, in the hearts of these people, Lu Tianxing was no different from a Killing God. They weren’t like the Crying Face Envoy, and they figured even a single finger from Lu Tianxing could pin them to death, maybe leaving not even a bone.


    Wei Xu stood among the crowd, his hands clenched tightly together. So hard that it seemed to embed into the flesh, yet he didn’t seem to feel the pain.


    Having been humiliated twice by Lu Tianxing, and even ignored, he had made up his mind to seek revenge. But the power Lu Tianxing disyed now left him with no thoughts of resistance. Not to mention taking on Lu Tianxing, if the Wei Family knew he had antagonized Lu Tianxing, they might seize him immediately and offer him to Lu Tianxing as an apology.


    "Damn it, damn it, I’m not willing, I’m not willing!"


    Wei Xu roared internally, but didn’t dare make any move. He believed that if he dared to reveal any killing intent, Lu Tianxing really would kill him without hesitation.


    Lu Tianxingnded on the deck, swept his gaze around briefly without pause, and then strode towards the hall. He had nothing to do with these people; whether they were afraid or not was irrelevant to him.


    As Lu Tianxing walked into the hall, he immediately saw Bai Zhiqing, Lin Qianru, and others surrounded in the center by several Divine Gun Guards.


    At this moment, Bai Zhiqing, Lin Qianru, and Qiu Yingrong stood beside the sofa. The three women couldn’t hide their worry, nervously watching their surroundings. Lingling was held in Qiu Yingrong’s arms, appearing asleep on her shoulder. It seemed Qiu Yingrong or Qiu Tianrui had deliberately put Lingling to sleep to prevent their little niece from seeing dead bodies and developing psychological shadows.


    When they heard footstepsing in from outside, the three women couldn’t help but look over. Seeing Lu Tianxing walking in, they couldn’t suppress their excitement.


    Seeing Bai Zhiqing and the others, Lu Tianxing rxed slightly, walking towards them.


    "Greetings, Young Master."


    As Qiang Yi and the others saw Lu Tianxing approaching, they immediately greeted him respectfully.


    "You guys are too polite, thank you earlier."


    "Young Master, you’re too kind. This is our duty," Qiang Yi said respectfully, his breathing somewhat hurried, and with some wounds on his body. Around the hall were over a dozen corpses lying in pools of blood, clearly they had encountered several attacks.


    "Regardless, I must thank you guys. Once there’s time, I’ll treat you all to a drink, until we’re not sober."


    Lu Tianxing nced deeply at Qiang Yi and the others, then turned to Bai Zhiqing, "Are you all alright?"


    "We’re fine."


    Bai Zhiqing and the others lightly shook their heads. Seeing Lu Tianxing’s injuries, she bit her red lip, "Tianxing, your wounds...?"


    "My injuries are no problem, just flesh wounds."


    Lu Tianxing shook his head, nced around, and said, "Stay here, I’ll go check on Sima Lingyun."


    Without waiting for Bai Zhiqing and the others to speak, Lu Tianxing prepared to go up to the cruise ship to take a look.


    "Thud!"


    "Thud!"


    Before Lu Tianxing could walk a few steps, he heard footsteps from the stairway entrance. Three figures emerged from the stairway: Sima Lingyun, Qiu Tianrui, and Jiang Tianbao.


    However, the three looked quite disheveled. Qiu Tianrui’s face was smeared with blood, and his suit was torn to shreds.


    Jiang Tianbao was not faring much better with several wounds on his body. Only Sima Lingyun appeared rtively intact, though slightly disheveled. After all, Sima Lingyun was a middle-stage mythical master, terrifying with his Four Seasons Sword Technique. Unless besieged, even one or two middle-stage mythical masters couldn’t handle Sima Lingyun.


    "Solved the Crying Face Envoy and Laughing Face Envoy?" Sima Lingyun asked upon spotting Lu Tianxing.


    "Already resolved."


    Lu Tianxing smiled slightly, pulling out cigarettes from his pocket, handing them to Sima Lingyun and the others. "Did you guys deal with the people brought by the Crying Face Envoy?"


    "Handled."


    Sima Lingyun took a cigarette and lit it, taking a deep drag. "Their n was good, making a feint to distract while trying to storm inside. Luckily, Second Young Master Jiang’s bodyguards held off many, even a middle-stage mythical was held on the second floor. Otherwise, if they’d broken into the hall, the consequences would’ve been unimaginable."


    Hearing Sima Lingyun’s words, Lu Tianxing turned to Jiang Tianbao, "Lord Buddha, thank you very much this time."


    "Mr. Lu, you’re too kind. It’s what I should do," Jiang Tianbao waved his hand with a bitter smile.


    It was out of necessity for him. If he’d let those people into the hall, who knew if they would’ve started a massacre. All the people here were Qin Ind’s high society. If one or two died, the Jiang Family might still suppress it. But if seven or eight, or a dozen, died, even being from the Jiang Family in Beijing, he might have to slink away like a dog from Qin Ind, and the Jiang Family might even treat him as a scapegoat.


    "Regardless, I owe you one this time. In the future, if you need anything, just ask. If I can do it, I won’t refuse," Lu Tianxing said earnestly.


    No matter what Jiang Tianbao’s purpose for resisting with his men was, he ultimately stopped those people, which was a favor, regardless of the motivation.


    On hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, Jiang Tianbao couldn’t suppress his excitement. A favor from Lu Tianxing was enormous. Lu Tianxing’s recent disy of strength was evident. Provided Lu Tianxing lived, he was bound to be one of China’s most powerful individuals. With Lu Tianxing’s promise, the Jiang Family could surely rise to Beijing’s top echelon. Even if he didn’t return to the Jiang Family, establishing his own family with Lu Tianxing’s favor, bing a top family in Beijing would be a breeze.