The Strongest Urban Son-in-law
Chapter 113 - 111 Ye Feng’s Confidence

Chapter 113: Chapter 111 Ye Feng’s Confidence

Sheng Xingzi recalled how, back in the day, because of the troubles his disciples had caused at the foot of the mountain, they had been pursued. Word came from the Southern Border that, if Sheng Xingzi was willing to serve the Southern Border for thirty years, as long as his disciples did not err again, the past incidents could be overlooked.

But Sheng Xingzi refused, feeling that his disciples’ misdemeanors were trivial and not worth it.

Later, it even spread that a big shot from the Southern Border intended to come for him personally. However, upon arriving at the doorstep of his home, the big shot was scared away by his terrifying aura.

That big shot was naturally Ye Feng, who, back then, had reached the pinnacle of his cultivation and had just made a breakthrough. His realm was still unstable, leading to the unbridled leakage of his aura, which frightened Sheng Xingzi on the spot.

At the time, Ye Feng spared Sheng Xingzi’s disciples out of regard for Sheng Xingzi, as he was then assembling his elite force, "Sky Wolf." He wanted to persuade Sheng Xingzi to join his Sky Wolf, extending an olive branch to him.

Unexpectedly, this indulged Sheng Xingzi’s seven disciples, who had caused numerous deaths over the past two years. Naturally, Ye Feng would no longer show any mercy.

Thinking of that terrifying aura of the past, Sheng Xingzi looked at Ye Feng and roared, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. You are not him, I recognize his aura!"

"What aura? Is it like this?" Ye Feng’s mouth curved up slightly, revealing a trace of a smile.

"Boom!" Instantly, Ye Feng’s frightening aura burst forth.

It felt as though the entire great hall was being suppressed by an invisible pressure.

"Bang!" Feeling Ye Feng’s terrifying aura, Zhang Xin, Sun Zhong, and even Zheng Yonggang who was behind Ye Feng, were immediately scared into kneeling on the ground, shivering uncontrollably.

"It really is you!" Sheng Xingzi’s scalp went numb, engulfed by endless fear, and he screamed loudly.

Sweat beads on Sheng Xingzi’s forehead fell like raindrops, his fear shaking him to the core.

At this moment, Ye Feng resembled the incarnation of Death God himself, the immense pressure like a devil, opening its dark bloody maw, ready to devour him whole.

"I take my leave!" Sheng Xingzi loudly asserted, then shot out like a meteor, covering dozens of meters in the blink of an eye.

"Thinking of leaving?" Ye Feng sneered and lifted his hand to strike through the air.

"Boom!" In an instant, the palm wind surged and turned into a Divine Dragon-like thick pillar of qi, leaving a two-meter-diameter trail on the ground, which promptly struck Sheng Xingzi’s back.

"Ah~" Sheng Xingzi felt as though his body was about to shatter, spewing blood profusely. His body stumbled and tumbled forward, rolling several times on the ground before Sheng Xingzi managed to stand up and continue running without a second glance.

However, before Sheng Xingzi could get far, Ye Feng had somehow appeared behind him without Sheng Xingzi noticing.

Ye Feng stretched out his right hand and grabbed Sheng Xingzi’s collar, lifting him up like a weak old monkey and pulled Sheng Xingzi in close.

"What!" Zhang Jiuling was utterly despairing, about to pass out.

"Stay awake!" Ye Feng commanded coldly, then flicked his finger, and a qi bullet struck Zhang Jiuling’s chest.

Zhang Jiuling felt like his body was about to burst, the immense pain hit him, but it made him incredibly lucid.

Ye Feng returned to the banquet hall and casually tossed Sheng Xingzi aside: "Deal with them first. If you dare not run, I’ll kill you!"

Sheng Xingzi shook all over with fear, now certain that Ye Feng had reached the legendary realm, becoming a Martial King!

Only a legendary Martial King, a sovereign of martial arts, could subdue him so easily!

"I won’t run anymore, I won’t run!" Sheng Xingzi nodded repeatedly, like a pecking chicken, while a storm of dread churned within him.

Sheng Xingzi couldn’t understand; he was nearly seventy and had only just become a peak Grandmaster, which was already quite extraordinary.

But what about Ye Feng? Ye Feng was only in his twenties; how could he possess such terrifying power?

Ye Feng looked at Zhang Jiuling: "Let’s talk about your problem..."

Zhang Jiuling, looking ashen-faced, said to Ye Feng: "You can have the casino, give it to you, please spare my Zhang Family!"

"No," Ye Feng shook his head, "I want everything the Zhang Family owns. Everything your Zhang Family has must be handed over to the Lin Family!"

"That’s impossible! My grandson only lost a casino to you. I absolutely won’t give you anything else!" Zhang Jiuling raged.

Ye Feng spoke coolly, "That was before. I gave you a chance. If you want to default on a debt owed to Ye Feng, you must either repay it with double the interest or pay with your life!"

After hearing Ye Feng’s words, Zhang Jiuling shook with rage. Everything the Zhang Family now owned was accumulated by Zhang Jiulin, his father, and grandfather over nearly a hundred years of hard work.

Now, to ask Zhang Jiuling to give it up, he simply couldn’t bear to let go.

Without the casino, relying on the Zhang Family’s connections and abilities, they could recover in twenty to thirty years.

But if everything was gone, then truly nothing would remain.

"Impossible! At most, I’ll transfer the casino to you. As for the rest of the Zhang Family’s assets, don’t even think about getting a single part of them, even if it means I die!" Zhang Jiuling’s eyes were bloodshot as he hysterically yelled, completely unwilling to negotiate.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuling looked ready to face death, utterly uncompromising and crazed.

Ye Feng just smiled coldly: "You think if you don’t give it up, that I won’t be able to do anything after you’re dead? Without your consent, I can still leave you with nothing!"

"What a joke!" Zhang Jiuling laughed maniacally at Ye Feng, with a mocking tone: "Who do you think you are? I admit you are a very powerful martial artist, but remember, what controls this country is not martial artists, nor is it martial artists who make the laws of Dragon Country. It’s not the martial artists’ call!"

Ye Feng shook his head, not bothering to pay attention to Zhang Jiuling, and instead took out his phone and dialed Liu Mu’s number.

"Liu Mu, within ten minutes, I want to see all of the Zhang Family’s assets sealed!" said Ye Feng indifferently.

"Yes, Heavenly Monarch!" came Liu Mu’s response over the phone.

If the Zhang Family had never committed any crimes, then Ye Feng truly had no means at his disposal.