A lion, a snow-white giant lion! It had a chain looped around its neck, and after stepping out of the cage, it took several people to hold it back. It roared loudly, restlessly opening its blood-stained jaws, looking like it was ready to tear someone apart! Lu Qing stood directly in front of the lion, unmoving, while Qin Miaomiao’s knees started to go weak from fear. Didn’t my husband say he was getting a "trinket" for Mr. Jiu? This is the "trinket" he meant?!! Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by noveⅼfire.net Lu Qing turned around and, with a faint but provocative smile, said: "Ninth Uncle, this is a gift from my Miao Miao to you, but... do you dare accept it?" He deliberately emphasized the words "my Miao Miao," making it sound completely like a challenge. Mr. Jiu walked over slowly, standing side by side with Lu Qing. Not far from them, the snow-white giant lion roared menacingly, its teeth bared and claws ready to strike! If it weren’t for the chain restraining its head, it might have already lunged forward to rip these two men apart! Little second, Little fourth, Little sixth, and Little seventh pulled the chain with all their might, their expressions... pure agony. Being a bodyguard is such a miserable job—getting sent back for re-training is bad enough, but now they’re tasked with catching lions. Just wrangling this savage beast nearly cost them their lives. Who knows what madness struck Young Master Lu today to play such an extravagant stunt! Qin Miaomiao was hopping around anxiously on the side: "Little second, Little fourth, Little sixth, Little seventh, hold on tight! Don’t let go! I’ll give you pay raises and bonuses!" Little second, Little fourth, Little sixth, Little seventh: ... Pay raises and bonuses won’t solve this problem, okay! Young Madam, our lives are at stake here! Meanwhile, Lu Qing and Mr. Jiu appeared calm and unruffled—no, no, scratch that. The tension between them was palpable; calling it needle against needle barely does justice to their silent clash! Mr. Jiu sneered, "Doing this on purpose?" Lu Qing raised an eyebrow. "Of course. Last time, you had Ou bei Yao, Ou Beichen, and Ouyang Yan gang up on me. So today, I caught a lion for you. Ninth Uncle, do you dare accept this gift?" "Then it’ll be yours." Mr. Jiu chuckled. "You must have paid a steep price to bring this thing here. How about this—we both take turns training it and see whose command it listens to?" Lu Qing shot back with a biting laugh, "Not a bad idea, but I suspect you’ll lose miserably." Ninth Uncle rolled up his sleeves and replied indifferently, "We won’t know until we try." Lu Qing glanced at Qin Miaomiao and issued a direct command: "Release the chain." Qin Miaomiao: What the fuck? Ahhh, does he really have to go this far? Her heart couldn’t take this level of thrill!!! She didn’t even dare look, covering her eyes instead, but the sound of the lion’s roars reached her ears. One minute passed. Two minutes passed... She couldn’t help but peek open her eyes carefully—only to see a massive beast charging at her, its blood-stained jaws opened wide! In her terror... she kicked out with her foot! It seemed like she hit something hard, and the next thing she saw was Lu Qing and Mr. Jiu rushing over at lightning speed—one kicked the lion’s cervical spine, while the other struck its jaw. Just like that, the mighty lion collapsed unconscious. Qin Miaomiao clutched her toes and screamed in pain. Lu Qing immediately scooped her up, his voice tight with concern, "What’s wrong? Where did you get hurt?" "My toe hurts so bad." The pain was so intense, tears threatened to spill from her eyes! What the hell, why did she get injured when these two were the ones fighting? What does their drama have anything to do with her?! "Old Third, call Mr. Hu over!" Mr. Hu, Yan Jing’s most renowned top-tier physician, was urgently summoned to examine... someone’s injured toe. Poor guy was in his seventies and thought he was being called to treat some critical illness. At the sight of the injury, he was absolutely dumbfounded.