Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 860 Map Of The Country

"Mr. Nonamillennial, Chu Feng is truly unbearable. Look at what he did to me. Wahhh..."

At this moment, Chen Ziyi cried, tears streaming down her face, complaining in a pitiful and coquettish manner, "I mentioned your name, but that scoundrel not only showed no respect, he even had the audacity to boast about crushing the Martial Arts Alliance and causing you suffering."

"He wasn't just humiliating me; he was clearly humiliating the Martial Arts Alliance and belittling your reputation. You must stand up for me..."

After saying that, Chen Ziyi sobbed softly again, looking truly pitiful.

Throughout the whole ordeal, Wei Zhongxian remained calm and composed, focusing only on the painting of the "Map of the Country" in front of him, showing no signs of surprise or anger.

Contrary to the rumors outside, the Nonamillennial did not fly into a rage, breaking numerous precious porcelain pieces, swearing to unleash his fury and fight Chu Feng to the bitter end. He also did not feel heartbroken and regretful for the mistreatment his beloved received.

In fact, someone like Wei Zhongxian, who had reached such a level, saw women as nothing more than playthings easily obtained. A mere Chen Ziyi was not enough to make him lose his composure or disturb his state of mind.

"I understand. You may leave now."

Wei Zhongxian didn't even lift his eyelids as he spoke indifferently.

"Mr. Nonamillennial, I..." Chen Ziyi bit her red lips, still wanting to say something pitifully.

"Hmm?"

Wei Zhongxian raised an eyebrow, and with just a glance, Chen Ziyi trembled with fear, feeling as if she had fallen into an icy abyss, making her whole body go cold.

"Yes, understood."

Chen Ziyi knew very well how terrifying this man could be when he was angry. She didn't dare to tarry, wiped away her tears, and quickly left.

The pitiful and helpless posture of the woman leaving, along with her alluring and mature curves, made Wei Zhenlin lick his lips, revealing a greedy expression.

Faced with such an exceptional woman, no man could suppress the desire in their hearts, wishing to press her down and indulge in ravishing her.

But he could only fantasize about it. In the face of the Nonamillennial, this towering mountain of a man, he didn't dare to show the slightest disrespect.

"Zhenlin."

Wei Zhongxian's call brought Wei Zhenlin back to reality. He respectfully stepped forward and said, "Yes, Father." Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Wei Zhongxian nodded with great satisfaction, looking at the map of Donghua on the desk. He said, "Today, we have received more good news from the eastern region. My Martial Arts Alliance has taken control of three more cities. Look, we have already occupied seventy percent of the territory of Donghua."

This map, named "Map of the Country," recorded all the branches established by the Martial Arts Alliance across the country over the past decade.

After more than ten years of Wei Zhongxian's efforts, the Martial Arts Alliance expanded its influence to cover half of Donghua. With millions of disciples under the Martial Arts Alliance, they had a presence in the military, politics, and business sectors.

It could be said that they were flourishing!

"Congratulations, Father. Your extraordinary talent and achievements will be remembered for generations to come. Success is just around the corner," Wei Zhenlin flattered appropriately.

Wei Zhongxian smiled, his eyes flashing with a hint of fierceness. "Looking at the whole of Donghua, many people recognize the power of the Martial Arts Alliance and are willing to form alliances and cooperate with us."

"However, there are always a few individuals who don't know their place and insist on opposing us. They must be tired of living!"

Without explicitly mentioning his name, Chu Feng was already being singled out.

"Are you referring to the Dragon Soul's God of War?" Wei Zhenlin arrogantly said, sneering. "He is just a little brat, ignorant and insignificant. He is not worth worrying about."