Chapter 494 Is Your Fight Because of Me?

• Zachary Luellen watched Lu Xin’ang, his deep eyes flickering. He knew his younger brother well. As the youngest academician alive, Lu Xin’ang was proud and aloof, icy and solitary, with sky‑high standards. Nothing ever swayed him. He never lost control.
• But now Lu Xin’ang’s cool eyes were rimmed red, bloodshot and raw. Both hands hung at his sides, clenched tight into fists—like a lion in fury, on the verge of cracking.
• Zachary had never seen him like this.