Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 46

Chu Feng squinted his eyes as he said the words ‘very well’ three times in a calm voice; for those who knew Chu Feng’s true personality, they would definitely lose all sense of reason and get down on their knees to beg for forgiveness and mercy upon hearing that, for that meant that they’ve touched the reverse scale of this God of War, and his anger had reached the apex. To anger a normal man may have led to blood being splattered five feet away, but to have angered the God of War would only result in a pile of bloody corpses!

“Inform Young Master Li, in the afternoon, Chu Feng will come to visit. Tell him to prepare well,” Chu Feng said with a tranquil voice, not a trace of his anger visible; however, a murderous intent was rampaging within his penetrating gaze. If the Yun and Li family dared to attempt and harm his precious daughter, he would like to see exactly how many lives these bastards actually can afford to pay?

Yun Tao was busy admiring his own cunningness and ability, and naturally did not notice this unfolding before him. He was smiling proudly as he snorted and said, “A commoner must be aware of their own position and situation. Wouldn’t everything be fine if you’d done this from the start?”

An interesting show was about to begin, and he couldn’t wait for Young Master Li to show off his authority, to see Chu Feng beaten to the ground badly, for him to beg for mercy on his knees. Ants would always remain ants; in this land of Jiangling, surely he didn’t expect that he could upheave the heavens? Such ignorance!

Yun Tao laughed to himself as he got in his car and left, his heart was full of anticipation for revenge, but he didn’t know that with the action that he had just taken, he had dragged himself, Li Ziyang, and even the whole Li and Yun family together into the abyss!

Immediately after Yun Tao left the scene, Chu Feng turned around and made a phone call, saying calmly, “Luo Gang, borrow me some men from your unit later; we’re going to crash a banquet. I

heard that person’s family is quite well off, and is well connected too.” His mouth curved up into a playful grin. “Then let’s give him a ‘grand’ gift later on.”

Luo Gang’s voice on the other side of the call was full of reverence and hot bloodedness as he declared, “Jiangling Military Theater, one hundred and eighty thousand brothers will all standby and wait! Our blades are ready, our bloods are boiling, we await the Dragon Head’s command!”

Elegant Pavilion Tea House was situated in a prime location in Jiangling city; it was a place with classical and ancient charms, and also a first-class environment.

It was a luxurious place that served only the highest quality of tea. It was a place exclusive only to members who had the privilege, and a place that commoners could only dream to visit.

Just a cup of ordinary Dragon Pearl Jasmine Tea already had the exorbitant price of 2888, what was more to say of the membership fee that cost hundreds of thousands annually.

To become eligible, one must have a net worth of at least a million and carry a certain standard of social status, otherwise they would not qualify for the membership. The consumption of tens of thousands for entertainment was simply a waste in the eyes of the ordinary people, but the rich will flock to their own kind.

That was because this tea house was privately owned by Young Master Li, also known as Li Ziyang. What the people paid for with a huge sum of money, was not merely a cup of tea, but the opportunity to get in touch with the connections and resources of the Li family. Spending hundreds of thousands would get one in league with the network of the Li family, which would lead to casual talks of business, worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions in transactions, making the amount they paid for the tea absolutely worth it! Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Thanks to this, Li Ziyang earned at least 50 million in cash from the tea house annually, in addition to the countless connections and resources he accumulated through the years that cannot be

measured by money alone.

This was just one of the many industries that he had decided to make an investment in.

With great wisdom, brutal methods, and accumulating many years of experience, Li Ziyang had become one of Jiangling’s leading young talents, even earning himself the reputation as the 'First Young Master of Jiangling'; the young could indeed afford to be reckless to gain unparalleled power.

At this moment, on the second floor of the Elegant Pavilion Tea House, there was a special antique tea room, in which Li Ziyang was standing by the balcony, peering down at the scenery below. He was dressed in a custom-made Italian suit and in his hand he was holding a cup of the finest West Lake Longjing Tea. He had the perfect head to body ratio while being handsome and elegant, seeming like a typical gentleman and belonging to a noble class.

He could even be a drama’s leading actor just based on his appearance alone, and it will definitely be those famous dramas that would win over the hearts of many young women, but only those who truly understand him would know what a merciless character he was under this elegant appearance!

“Young Master Li.”