Urban Ace Bodyguard

Chapter 1143 - 1212: Showing No Respect to Anyone

"Demon Young Master, this idiot..."Before Su Hutu could finish the word "idiot," he heard the voice of Demon Young Master in his ear.

"Big Brother, Sister-in-law."

What's happening?

Could Demon Young Master's Big Brother and Sister-in-law be here?

Curious, Su Tuhu followed the gaze of Demon Young Master and was immediately thunderstruck, nearly popping his eyes out in shock and freezing on the spot.

He saw Demon Young Master bow politely to Lin Hai.

This was a Lin Family ancestral rule where juniors must salute elders.

Especially in public, this must be adhered to.

Clearly, Demon Young Master always followed the Lin Family's ancient etiquette.

The Prince's eyes also burst with brilliance, hardly believing the sight reflecting in his pupils.

Demon Young Master actually saluted Lin Hai.

Moreover, it was the etiquette of a junior meeting an elder!

More importantly, that sincerely respectful "Big Brother" and "Sister-in-law" nearly made him doubt his ears.

Su Tuhu's mouth opened wide from a commanding view, his throat fully visible, open wide enough to fit several eggs.

"This..." Su Tuhu felt his brain CPU's temperature rising, about to crash or even collapse.

Sh*t, his worldview instantly shattered.

Demon Young Master also seemed to sense the awkward atmosphere, turning his cold gaze sharply at Su Tuhu.

Feeling Demon Young Master's sharp, icy gaze, Su Tuhu nearly peed himself, his forehead suddenly drenched in cold sweat.

"Did you just insult my Big Brother?" Demon Young Master coldly questioned.

"This... this... this..."

Su Tuhu felt that penetrating icy gaze filled with murderous intent, and an unfathomable madness within it defying rules, his teeth clattered violently making a "crunch crunch" sound, his jaw trembled.

"I'll give you a chance to explain, otherwise anyone who insults my Big Brother, kill without mercy; anyone who insults my Sister-in-law, kill without mercy; anyone who insults my Lin Family, kill! Without mercy!"

Su Tuhu's heart suddenly chilled down to his bottom.

"I... misunderstood, Demon Young Master, it's a misunderstanding!"

"Indeed a misunderstanding, just now this little buddy claimed he was the Super Young Master and wanted me to hand Xiaoya over to him." Lin Hai spoke, smiling.

Damn!

Su Tuhu's eyes widened, this was definitely a skillful hand at kicking someone while they were down.

"Courting death!" Demon Young Master's voice burst from between his teeth.

Feeling the threatening air, Su Tuhu's knees buckled, almost kneeling.

"Misunderstanding, Demon Young Master, I didn't know he was your Big Brother." Su Tuhu quickly explained, his face contorted.

Crack —

Demon Young Master's fist clenched, Gang Qi resonating through his body.

The Prince's eyes narrowed, speaking in a deep voice: "Demon Young Master, today is a public occasion, resolve any grudges privately, else disrupt Yanjing's order, and countless high society people will come after you tomorrow."

"Anyone wanting to bother Lin, feel free to try." Demon Young Master stepped toward Su Tuhu.

The Prince blocked his path.

"What, you want to stand up for him?" Demon Young Master coldly eyed the Prince.

The Prince furrowed his brows: "Give me face, for my brother Tianlong's sake, resolve this privately today."

"Cannot give."

Demon Young Master continued to step forward aggressively.

The Prince's face grew incredibly unsightly, Demon Young Master's arrogance not even granting his brother Tianlong any face.

"What do you want!"

"Anyone insulting my Big Brother and Sister-in-law must have broken hands and feet!" Demon Young Master replied.

"Casually breaking people's limbs—isn't that too cruel?" The Prince furrowed his brows deeper.

Having returned from a special, mysterious school abroad, he was planning to make a big splash, helping his brother maintain Huaxia's secret order, and deterring major international forces.

But unexpectedly, today in Huaxia Yanjing he encountered someone so disrespectful.

"Cruel? In this world, it's either you kill me, or I kill you. Compared to those who weep in each other's arms, yet stab each other while smiling tearfully, I am more direct and kind-hearted."

Demon Young Master's hand, sharp as a knife seemingly slicing air, slowly rose.

This action alone showed he didn't grant the Prince any face.

"Lin Jiang, in Huaxia, no one dares not to give me face!" Although the Prince was still young, worldly and well-traveled for years, his youthful arrogance remained.

"Do you think you're Uncle Renwang?" Demon Young Master also spoke, tone mocking.

The Prince's face grew darker.

He admitted he certainly didn't match Yanjing's legendary first generation—Lin Renwang.

"Of course I'm no match!" The Prince gritted his teeth.

"Then do you think you're my Grandpa Lin Dapao?"

"..."

This was practically a blatant slap in the face.

They had mentioned this earlier.

But compared to Lin Jiang, Demon Young Master's words carried weight, wrapped in genuine familial ties.

"Cough cough, Renwang is my father."

Lin Hai spoke again.

Su Tuhu wished he could fiercely slap himself dozens of times while shock flooded him.

No wonder Demon Young Master had to call him Big Brother; he turned out to be Lin Renwang's son!

No wonder Lin Hai's name sounded familiar; wasn't the news of Lin Renwang's son recently circulating in Yanjing's circle?

The Prince also looked at Lin Hai with increased surprise.

Earlier he assumed Lin Hai was merely Demon Young Master's Big Brother, given the numerous members of the Lin Family, many ranked higher than Demon Young Master.

But unexpectedly, the person before him held a remarkable status.

The Prince clearly recalled asking his brother Tianlong about who stood as the strongest among the first and second generations of Yanjing's Super Young Masters.

At that time, Tianlong decisively responded with three words: Lin Renwang!

He remembered Tianlong's obvious admiration and caution when mentioning Lin Renwang.

The legendary first generation of Yanjing's son stood before him.

"Big Brother, how do you think we should resolve this?"

Demon Young Master turned to ask.

Lin Hai scratched his head, finding stomping someone's face uninteresting.

Given his father's name was out, that lad Su was almost frightened to piss himself.

Stomping on someone like that lacked any sense of accomplishment.

Thinking this, Lin Hai felt that teaching the guy a lesson was enough, no need to truly break hands and feet.

Suddenly, Lin Hai's gaze unintentionally fell on his wife wearing red high heels today.

The high heels stood out under warm lights, though seemingly a bit dusty.

"Cough cough, forget fighting and gore; let's play something refined." Lin Hai said with a smile.

Upon hearing his limbs wouldn't be wasted, Su Tuhu instantly relaxed a bit.

"Thank you Brother Lin, thank you Demon Young Master."

After speaking, Su Tuhu didn't dare look Ouyang Xiaoya in the eye.

"Well, the refined game is—my wife's shoes are dirty. You obediently kneel over and lick off the dust."

Su Tuhu's just-calm heart instantly shook intensely, feeling like spitting blood.

In such a crowded place, to actually make him... lick the shoes!!!