’Of course, all of this depends on just how troublesome those Outer Celestial Demons are. If all of humanity is possessed, that new era will naturally never arrive.’
Just then, the sound of hurried but orderly footsteps came from downstairs.
Lu Yun pulled back from his thoughts and turned toward the stairwell. Soon, a familiar figure appeared in his line of sight.
It was Lu Fu, followed by a dense crowd of solemn-faced men, each holding a Western-style rifle. A quick count revealed at least two hundred of them.
Lu Fu strode quickly to Lu Yun and bowed. "Master!"
Lu Yun pointed to the corpse on the floor and said calmly, "Ah Fu, take the armor off this guy and bring it back."
"There are still some remnants upstairs. You handle them."
Lu Fu nodded quickly. "Yes, Master!"
With that, he immediately turned and waved to the two hundred men behind him.
The men understood at once and split into several teams. Some went forward to deal with Zhang Cheng’an’s corpse, others charged toward the rooms down the hall, and the rest began to search the entire villa.
Lu Yun watched this scene and nodded slightly. He could always count on Ah Fu to get things done.
He said no more, leaning on his Wisteria Spirit Staff as he walked toward the stairwell.
From behind him, Lu Fu’s voice drifted over faintly. "You few, strip that armor off him. Be careful, don’t damage it!"
"And you, take some men and check the basement! Don’t miss a single corner!"
"Remember, take everything of value! Documents, money, weapons—if it’s useful, haul it all back to the Lu Family!"
"Move it! We need to have this place cleaned out before dawn!"
Lu Fu stood in the second-floor hallway, directing the two hundred-plus men. Once all his orders were given, he turned to face the few dozen elite men behind him.
"The rest of you, follow me upstairs. Leave no survivors from the Zhang Family."
If you don’t cut the weeds by the root, they’ll grow back when the spring winds blow. Lu Fu understood this principle better than anyone.
It was still dark, just past three in the morning—the darkest time of the night.
Longyuan Bay Pier, however, was unnaturally bright. Torches were stuck in the ground every few steps along the pier, illuminating the entire area as if it were day.
In addition, there were oil lamps hanging on wooden posts and several large searchlights that had been brought out from a warehouse.
A glance revealed a dense crowd of people; over two hundred of the Lu Family’s security personnel were lined up in neat formations on the pier.
Every one of them held a gun, including rifles, Mauser pistols, and light machine guns—they had just about everything.

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