He suddenly understood.
Why this middle-aged man appeared so inconspicuous, so devoid of presence.
It wasn't a lack of aura, but rather that he had hidden it all away.
What terrifying skill was this?
In an instant, a cold sweat broke out on Li Chonglou's back.
He hadn't felt this way when facing Shen Yishou and Ayuo Qubi.
If his master, Lin Zhendong, was a sheathed sword, then the man before him was a heavy, unwieldy broadsword.
Completely different, yet equally deadly.
“Since you've come to Yong'an, you might as well stay here for a while,” the middle-aged man said with a faint smile. “I see Duo'er seems to like you; don't disappoint her.”
With that, the divine light in his eyes receded, and he resumed his ordinary appearance.
He turned and slowly walked towards the clubhouse within the golf course.
“You’re confining me?” Li Chonglou watched the middle-aged man’s retreating back, his eyes turning ice-cold.
He glanced around the golf course.
In the distance stood a ten-meter-high barbed wire fence, enclosing the entire golf course.
There seemed to be electric wires attached to it.
This wasn't a golf course; it was clearly a prison!
In all these years, Li Chonglou had never been so angry.
The rage within him was like a volcano on the verge of eruption, ready to burst forth at any moment.
Blood vessels appeared in his eyes.
Even though he had guessed that the middle-aged man was far from simple, he would never surrender without a fight.
A look of grim determination flashed in his eyes.
He pushed off the ground, his body coiling like a released arrow, shooting towards the middle-aged man.
Silently, he didn't care about a sneak attack.
As long as he could win, any method was merely a tool. He had shed the shackles of morality in his past life.
“This palm strike is for my master!”
As he rapidly closed in, his palm almost touching the back of the middle-aged man’s neck, Li Chonglou’s eyes were like a sword, without the slightest hesitation.
Bang!
But the next moment, without even turning his head, the middle-aged man casually swung his hand backward.
An illusion appeared before Li Chonglou. He felt as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding car, his mind instantly going blank as he was sent flying seven or eight meters, crashing heavily onto the lawn.
His vision went dark, and he saw stars. He couldn't inhale, his chest struck so hard.
The pain was unbearable.
At that moment, Li Chonglou’s mind was a complete blank.
He had even lost the ability to think.
“Seeing as you’re not behaving, you’d best learn to be obedient, or you might lose your life!” The middle-aged man’s voice seemed to come from both near and far, floating in the distance.
Immediately, several burly men rushed out from the clubhouse and converged on Li Chonglou, who was struggling on the ground.
They helped him up and took him into the clubhouse.
“Big brother, wake up…” Li Duo’er rushed over with a distressed look, having someone place Li Chonglou on the sofa. She leaned close to his ear and called out to him.
She asked for purified water and gently patted Li Chonglou’s head with her hand.
Her large eyes were filled with worry.
A few seconds later, Li Chonglou finally caught his breath and his breathing stabilized.
His consciousness gradually cleared.
He opened his bloodshot eyes and looked at Li Duo’er, saying nothing.
The pain in his chest was nothing.
But this girl before him, he had completely misjudged her from beginning to end.
Idiot!
He was truly an idiot!
With his recent rise in fortune, he had almost lost his sense of danger.
That was why he had ended up in this situation.
He desperately wanted to slap Li Duo’er, but reason prevented him from acting on his impulse.
The one in charge was that middle-aged man. Li Duo’er was merely an operative. Who exactly was this second uncle she mentioned?
Why was he so terrifying?
Their eyes met, and the redness in Li Chonglou’s eyes gradually faded. All his anger and hatred were forcibly suppressed deep within his heart.
In critical moments like these, one must not lose one’s temper; one must remain calm.
He said calmly, “Let me out.”
Li Duo’er bit her lip and shook her head. “You can’t get out, and neither can I.”
“Unless my second uncle gets what he wants.”
“It’s fortunate he didn’t kill you.”
Li Duo’er’s expression didn't seem like a lie.
“Then return my phone,” Li Chonglou nodded.
Since they had tricked him into coming to Yong'an, letting him go now was unrealistic.
But he had to find a way to notify his family.
To let his senior sister and Xu Lie know his situation, so they could prepare themselves.
He didn’t believe the middle-aged man would only deal with him and not involve others.
Otherwise, there would be no need to bring him to Yong'an.
He asked nothing and said nothing, and Li Chonglou couldn’t fathom his motives at all.
“There’s a jammer here, and the glass is bulletproof. Without my second uncle opening the door himself, we can’t go anywhere,” Li Duo’er sighed, sitting beside Li Chonglou. She muttered to herself, “I don’t understand why he brought you here, or why he didn’t kill you.”
“He clearly has an irreconcilable hatred for your master.”
“Is it really for my sake? Impossible, he’s not that kind of person.”
“What do you mean?” Li Chonglou frowned upon hearing this and asked, “What happened between your second uncle and my master?”
“Lin Zhendong killed my aunt, and my second uncle wanted him to pay with his life, but he fled into prison.” Li Duo’er tilted her head, her nose wrinkled, leaving an imprint on the bridge of her nose.
She looked exceptionally cute.
“My master didn’t flee!” Li Chonglou’s pupils contracted.
He understood his master. Having spent so much time together in his past life, he was a man of the martial world but certainly not a villain who harmed others.
He certainly wouldn't hide in prison for fear of retaliation.
Having lived two lives, Li Chonglou’s judgment was by no means comparable to ordinary people.
No matter how powerful this middle-aged man was, he wouldn’t be able to push him this far.
Besides, wasn’t his senior sister outside? If he hid himself, wouldn’t he be afraid of implicating his senior sister?
Li Duo’er’s thoughts were too simplistic.
His master’s stay in prison must have a deeper meaning, but he was certain it wasn’t out of fear of retaliation from the middle-aged man.
As for the reason, he would probably have to find a way to escape here first before asking his master in person.
In his current predicament, even he felt a sense of helplessness.
His phone call couldn’t get through, and being unable to leave the golf course was akin to being isolated from the world.
This was more powerless than facing trouble and danger.
After thinking for a while, Li Chonglou spoke again, “Help me get some food; I’m hungry.”
“Wait for me, it’ll be ready soon.” Hearing this, Li Duo’er quickly ran out to give instructions to her subordinates.
Taking the opportunity, Li Chonglou lifted his shirt to check.
The spot on his chest where he had been struck was already bruised. Fortunately, his physical fitness had improved significantly recently, or that blow might have broken his ribs.
He stood up and walked a couple of steps, feeling a dull ache but no hindrance to his movement.
While Li Duo’er was away, he began to retrace his steps to find the entrance he had used.
As she had said, it was a double-lock, bulletproof door.
He kicked it several times with all his might, but it was no use, and the impact only made his bones ache.
“Since you’ve confined me here, you must have a purpose. You can’t keep me here indefinitely.”
“I’ll see who can hold out longer, you or me!”
Li Chonglou returned to the hall and saw Li Duo’er personally carrying a tray over.
It contained exquisite dishes like tuna sashimi and caviar.
“Big brother.”
Li Duo’er watched Li Chonglou eat heartily, her gaze gradually becoming hazy as she said, “Actually, it’s quite good like this, just the two of us.”
“Wow, just thinking about it is exciting!”
As she spoke, a blush spread across her face.