Resisting the Wind and Splendor

Chapter 451 Please, stop hitting me.

Lu Beimo left without hesitation. After finding an outer robe and wrapping Chu Yueli in it, he actually took her out the door.

Both of them sneaked out without disturbing Jing Lei and Liu Yun.

"Ning Prince's Mansion?" When Chu Yueli saw the large characters above the gate, she looked up at the man standing beside her, her face full of surprise: "What are we doing here?"

"Don't you hate him?" Lu Beimo smiled. "What? Don't you want to beat him up to vent your anger?"

"Beat him up...?" Chu Yueli wondered if she had misheard. Was this something the King of the Northern Frontier would say? This wasn't a game, was it?

Besides, Prince Ning is his third brother.

To beat up one's own third brother?

"Wait for me here." Before Chu Yueli could react, Lu Beimo used his lightness skill, suddenly leaped up, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Chu Yueli took a moment to sort out her thoughts.

He really was going to attack Prince Ning, but why was he making her wait here?

She wants to fight too!

Honestly! Such a fun thing, and they won't let her participate? Are they afraid of implicating the Duke's mansion? I should have changed into a night outfit; that way, no one would have noticed.

Chu Yueli looked at the Prince's mansion not far ahead, her heart itching to go over, but she was also afraid that going in would cause trouble for Lu Beimo.

However, this guy, like me, doesn't disguise himself at all. Isn't he afraid of being recognized?

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly there was some movement inside.

Just as Chu Yueli felt a chill emanate from the wall, she saw Lu Beimo climb over it and return.

What shocked her even more was that he didn't come back alone; he was carrying a very large cloth bag.

"Good heavens!" Chu Yueli covered her mouth, afraid that she would exclaim out loud.

The thing the Great Demon King is carrying on his shoulder is clearly a person. Could it be... Prince Ning?

My goodness! This is... so much fun.

Lu Beimo glanced at her from afar, waved his hand, and turned to leave with her on his back.

Chu Yueli, with perfect understanding, chased after them.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they arrived at an unknown corner, where Lu Beimo threw the person on his shoulder onto the ground.

The person didn't make a sound at all, not even a cry.

He was only wearing a hood, but the clothes he was wearing made it easy to recognize that he was Lu Shangfeng.

Chu Yueli kicked him, but he still didn't move. Sure enough, he had been acupunctured.

However, this is not fun at all.

She glanced at Lu Beimo.

Lu Beimo smiled knowingly, then suddenly squatted down and tore a large piece off Lu Shangfeng's clothes with a hiss. He then tied Lu Shangfeng's hands behind his back and released his pressure points.

Lu Shangfeng immediately shouted, "Who are you? How dare you! How dare you! Release me, release me!"

It really was Lu Shangfeng.

This is going to be really fun!

Chu Yueli kicked him in the thigh, and Lu Shangfeng howled in pain: "Ah! Let go! Ah..."

He yelled, and Chu Yueli kicked him.

Each kick wasn't particularly forceful, not enough to actually injure any vital organs, but each one struck specific pressure points, amplifying the pain infinitely. Lu Shangfeng, a grown man, finally begged for mercy: "Let go... Ah! Help, help! Ahh! Ahhh... Help... Please, please stop hitting me, stop hitting me... Ah—"