Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 493 - 495: Laughing Awake from a Dream

Chapter 493: Chapter 495: Laughing Awake from a Dream

"Ah!"

A scream rang out, followed by the Inner Family expert collapsing to the ground, clutching his blood-drenched palm, his expression twisted into a horrifying grimace.

As for Mr. Liu and his five companions, they were all stunned into silence, unable to utter a single word.

It was just a rubber coaster, which could hardly crush an ant, let alone harm a person. Yet, in Chu Feng’s hands, it had transformed into a deadly weapon capable of easily claiming lives.

"What exactly do you want to do?" With his greatest reliance now writhing on the ground, Mr. Liu truly had nothing left to depend on.

Chu Feng said, "What I want to do, I have already told you. Either you end your own life, or I’ll make your life worse than death. Since Dong Wanliang chose to follow me, I cannot let him down."

Mr. Liu, looking at Chu Feng, began to sweat profusely on his forehead.

"I can give you ten billion, let me go," Mr. Liu said.

Chu Feng said, "Do you think ten billion can really move me?"

To Chu Feng, ten billion no longer held any sway at this point. Of course, if they were not enemies, Chu Feng would still happily accept it.

Mr. Liu’s sweat began to trickle down his forehead, and his hands, as well as his body, shook uncontrollably. He didn’t know what Chu Feng would do to him, as everything was an unknown to him.

"If you have the guts, kill me!" Mr. Liu finally roared, his eyes bloodshot.

He could no longer bear this fear; even in death, at least he could achieve something for his master. At the very least, he could pin the crime of murder on Chu Feng.

But he still underestimated Chu Feng. Chu Feng smiled faintly, then with a raise of his hand, three Life and Death Talismans were thrust into Mr. Liu’s body.

"I will not kill people, nor do I like violence. But, I will make your life a living hell." Chu Feng dropped those words and grabbed Brother Dao, then walked outside.

Mr. Liu, watching Chu Feng leave, did not know what Chu Feng had done to his body.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Seeing the red dot on his forehead disappear, the bodyguard immediately came up to inquire.

"I’m fine. Find the severed finger immediately and take the person to the hospital," Mr. Liu said, carefully sensing his body, truly finding nothing unusual.

But that very night, all the bodyguards were awakened by the agonizing screams of Mr. Liu.

When the bodyguards rushed to Mr. Liu’s bedroom, they saw Mr. Liu digging holes into his own body with a fruit knife, seemingly searching for something.

"Boss... boss..." Seeing such a gruesome sight, everyone was shocked, all rushing over to inquire about the situation.

"Kill me! Kill me!" Mr. Liu’s eyes were blood-red, resembling a devil that had crawled out of hell.

He could no longer bear the agony as it felt like there were insects gnawing on his flesh and bones inside his body. This feeling was so excruciating that death seemed preferable.

"Boss, we’re taking you to the hospital," the bodyguard said, hastily speaking.

"No! No! Kill me! Kill me!" Mr. Liu screamed madly, unable to endure the pain for even a second longer.

The bodyguards dared not hurt their boss, and, in the end, Mr. Liu grabbed a pistol and ended his own humble life with a single shot.

Of course, such news was known by his master immediately. However, his master felt no shame for his death. On the contrary, his master thought he had died too late. His death had delayed the implementation of his master’s next plan.

...

Chu Feng, carrying Brother Dao, returned to Shuiyun Restaurant. Dong Wanliang had already woken up.

Golden Cicada Powder is the best Healing Medicine, and coupled with Chu Feng’s medical skill, it was no miracle that Dong Wanliang regained consciousness. Of course, any other doctor would consider it a remarkable miracle, as they had never seen a patient, shot in the heart, wake up just five hours after treatment.

"You’re awake," Chu Feng said, looking at Dong Wanliang.

"Thank... thank you..." Even though he was awake, it was still extremely difficult for Dong Wanliang to speak due to his heart injury. Moreover, speaking with even a slight force was unbearably painful.

Chu Feng said, "Alright, I know what you want to say. Just recover well. I’ll prescribe you two more decoctions to strengthen your foundation and nurture your vitality. If you take them continuously for half a month, your body should be almost recovered."

Pausing for a moment, Chu Feng continued, "This traitor, I’ve brought him back for you as well. He’s one of your men, so it’s better if you handle him yourself. Having me do your dirty work must be like a dream come true for you."

A very ugly smile appeared on Dong Wanliang’s face.

Chu Feng said, "Alright, stop smiling. Your smile gives me nightmares. Just take it easy; he’s all yours now."

Chu Feng left the room. Dong Wanliang looked at Brother Dao, who was kneeling on the ground, with a fierce glint in his eyes.

This was one of his most trusted men, yet he was the one who had hurt him the most deeply.

"Brother Liang... Brother Liang, I know I was wrong. Spare me this time, Brother Liang, I won’t dare to do it ever again," Brother Dao pleaded for mercy.

But everyone understood that a person who had already betrayed once was completely untrustworthy. No matter what promises he made, he was no longer worth trusting.

"Kill!"

Dong Wanliang opened his mouth and spat out a single word.

Brother Dao, amidst his pleas, was taken away; as for his fate, it had been sealed the moment he betrayed Dong Wanliang.

After leaving Shuiyun Restaurant, Chu Feng reflected, "It’s good that I only have my own people around me. If I had such a traitor, it would be a huge failure."

After sorting things out there, Chu Feng made a phone call to An Rongrong, reporting that he was safe. Then he went straight home, as home always held a special allure for Chu Feng. It wasn’t just because there were four beautiful women there, but more so because home provided Chu Feng with a sense of peace.

Every time after finishing his tasks, what Chu Feng wanted most was to go home and rest well.

When Chu Feng arrived home, it was already late at night. Seeing the warm, orange light on in the house, Chu Feng smiled contentedly. He also understood that only by working harder could he maintain this current peace.

Once Chu Feng entered the house, the four women confirmed he was unharmed, then they all went to sleep.

Time flew by, and in just two more days, the East River Family Congress was about to begin.

The atmosphere in East River became tenser than ever. After all, too many people were eyeing this blue ocean land.