The Little Ancestor Teaches You How To Live-Chapter 1122: I Want to Punish the One Surnamed Lu

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Chapter 1122: Chapter 1122: I Want to Punish the One Surnamed Lu

For such a crazed woman, He Beimu paid little attention.

He Beimu stretched out his hand, intending to rudely and abruptly intercept the mad woman.

When he was about one meter away from Wang Weiran, a huge force appeared around her body and pushed He Beimu away.

Thrown into the air, He Beimu had an incredulous look on his face. What was happening?

What had occurred? Why had he felt a massive force without even touching the woman?

He Beimu tried to twist his body to get closer to Wang Weiran again but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t fight against that force.

Seeing this, Butler Zhang’s eyebrows tightly furrowed, bracing for action. freeweɓnovel.cøm

The same thing happened to him; Butler Zhang was violently pushed away by an invisible force as well and couldn’t get close to Wang Weiran, no matter how hard he tried.

With the two of them out of the way, Wang Weiran stood before the elderly Mr. Lu and Lu Zhanyu.

Instinctively, Lu Zhanyu blocked his grandfather.

He lacked the ability to stop someone even Butler Zhang and He Beimu couldn’t, but he still stepped in front of his grandfather without hesitation.

The next second, Lu Zhanyu was flung away by a ferocious force, his body bouncing violently as if hitting a spring.

Everyone looked on in horror as Lu Zhanyu’s body flew towards the conference room’s floor-to-ceiling windows.

Several directors close to the elderly Mr. Lu rushed towards Lu Zhanyu, trying to catch him. But they were far too slow.

"Bang—" His small body violently crashed into the floor-to-ceiling window and then rebounded back onto the floor.

"Zhanyu!" The elderly Mr. Lu shouted.

He eagerly tried to run to Lu Zhanyu’s side and fell off his chair.

Seeing this, Wang Weiran said smugly, "Serves you right, old man! I called you ’Grandpa Lu’ for years, and you turned your back on me just like that!"

It was then everyone saw clearly what was in Wang Weiran’s hand—a cylindrical mace, all gold with a dragon design, the dragon’s eyes embedded with rubies.

Could it be that this weird incident was caused by this object?

Everyone was puzzled and dared not approach Wang Weiran easily.

Even Butler Zhang couldn’t deal with her, so it was suicidal for them, mere ordinary people, to approach.

Butler Zhang and He Beimu got up from the ground, exchanged glances across the distance with a tacit understanding, and simultaneously moved towards Wang Weiran.

In a coordinated effort, Butler Zhang drew Wang Weiran’s attention while He Beimu attempted a surprise attack from behind.

Butler Zhang was repelled once again when he reached a bit over one meter from Wang Weiran.

He Beimu jumped towards Wang Weiran from behind, and just as before, was repelled when he was a bit over one meter away.

Hearing a noise behind her, Wang Weiran turned her head, saw He Beimu fall to the ground again, and mocked, "Trying to sneak attack me? No chance! Go die, all of you useless trash! Today, no one will stop me from punishing the Lus!"

"What are you doing, Weiran?" Wang Weimin’s face was filled with anxious terror.

"I’m punishing them," Wang Weiran responded naturally as she looked towards Wang Weimin.

"What you’re doing is illegal," Wang Weimin said with a pained expression.

"So what if it’s illegal? Dad, you’ve done plenty of illegal things before too, right? The people who bullied me before, didn’t you secretly have someone teach them a lesson? That wasn’t legal either, but you were fine, weren’t you? Now I’m just taking matters into my own hands, without your help," Wang Weiran replied as if it were the most natural thing in the world.