Chapter 394

Still trembling, Fang Wanlin uttered a single name, "Chu… Chu Feng."

Fang Zhentian's hostile demeanor instantly dissipated. He widened his eyes and asked, "Which Chu

Feng?"

As a wielder of a Protector Dragon Ring and one of the most influential people in Jiangbei, Fang

Zhentian was privy to some top-secret military documents, including the true name of Xi Ye's Dragon

Soul's God of War and his appearance…

"The one from Xi Ye…" Fang Wanlin said hoarsely.

Boom!

Fang Zhentian gasped and stumbled a few steps backward. He looked like he had aged decades in a

single moment.

It's… It's that person…

"Are you okay, Father?" Fang Wanlin stepped up to steady his father.

Fang Zhong did not comprehend the gravity of the situation. He gritted his teeth and began to wail,

"Grandfather, you have to avenge me! Avenge me! I want that b*stard dead…"

Fang Zhentian was furious. If that ingrate had not caused trouble wherever he went, he would not have

offended Chu Feng!

"Bring him away, and break his arms as well!" Fang Zhentian roared angrily.

Fang Zhong immediately passed out because of shock.

Fang Zhentian listened to Fang Wanlin recount the events at the Tang family residence. After that, he

was silent for five minutes.

Eventually, he sighed helplessly and said hoarsely, "Wanlin, prepare a lavish gift for me. Tomorrow, I

will personally visit the Tang family…"

Fang Wanlin's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "Father, are you really going to give them the

Protector Dragon Ring and apologize to Tang Weiguo? What… What about the Fang family's

reputation?"

Fang Zhentian pointed at his son's nose and roared angrily, "All this wouldn't have happened if your

son had learned how to behave! If I don't do that, the Fang family will be reduced to ash!"

Fang Wanlin lowered his head helplessly. He thought for a long time before gritting his teeth and

saying, "Father, even though Chu Feng might be the Dragon Soul's God of War, we're in Jiangbei and

not Xi Ye! He doesn't have any military authority here, so that only makes him a government official.

Jiangbei is our territory. If you can gather your connections, he might…"

Slap!

Fang Zhentian delivered a slap on Fang Wanlin's face. "You idiot! I'm not afraid of any government

official, but I wouldn't dare touch anyone named Chu even if I have ten times my current influence! Do

you understand?"

Fang Wanlin was confused. What's the big deal about the Chu surname? Aren't there so many? Why

is…

"Wait, could it be the Chu family from Yenching?" A horrific thought appeared in Fang Wanlin's mind.

"Lord Chu?"

That man was revered throughout the nation…

By himself, he had brought twenty years of peace to Donghua.

"Rumor has it that Lord Chu lost his eldest son in a war twenty years ago, and no one knows where the

son's current whereabouts are. Don't tell me Chu Feng is…"

Fang Wanlin abruptly stopped speaking. He covered his mouth and dared not utter another word.

If that's the case, things are going to be more chaotic from now on… he thought.

…

After Chu Feng left the Tang family, he ate a simple dinner with Luo Gang. It was already ten o'clock at

night when he returned to Haitang Garden Mansion.

Chu Feng composed himself. He did not want to bring that lethal presence into his house, in case Yun

Muqing and Duo Duo became afraid.

He went to the fridge to get a bottle of water, but the scene in front of his eyes shocked him…

"Yun Muyu? What are you doing in the kitchen so late at night? Go to sleep!" Chu Feng said

impatiently.

In front of him, Yun Muyu was in a headstand leaning against the wall. Her hair was scattered all over

the floor, and her arms were trembling slightly. Beads of sweat rolled down her blushing face. It looked

like she was barely able to maintain the pose.

Chu Feng cast his gaze on Yun Muyu's slender waist and deliciously flat abdomen. "Do you have water

in your ears? That's not how you get it out."