Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 15: Charity Dinner

Chapter 15: Chapter 15: Charity Dinner

"Hold onto me."

Li Feng released Zhou Zhishan’s waist and turned his head to speak to her. Zhou Zhishan looked angrily at Li Feng, feeling played yet again, "Do you find this amusing?"

"Do you believe it was purely coincidence just now?"

"Hmph, coincidence, do you believe that? Since you dropped me off at school this morning, you’ve been using me as a tool. I can understand that you want to retaliate against the Zhang Family, but do you have to drag me down with you?"

Zhou Zhishan’s eyes were slightly red. She was a goddess chased by many men after all; being to toyed with by a man like this was suffocating for her.

"I’ll transfer the money to you."

Li Feng didn’t explain and just walked away.

"Hey."

Zhou Zhishan didn’t expect Li Feng to even refuse to say another word. At least explain yourself, even a little. I have my pride too, you know.

Ding.

Zhou picked up her phone and glanced at the screen; one hundred thousand had been deposited.

"Sir, good evening. May I see your invitation, please?" The waiter stood politely at the entrance and, with a smile, addressed Li Feng who handed over an invitation.

"Alone?"

"For two."

Zhou Zhishan walked up to Li Feng’s side, took his arm, and smiled coyly at the waiter, who was slightly dazzled.

Li Feng, with Zhou Zhishan in tow, entered the banquet hall, "What are you doing back here?"

Zhou Zhishan pursed her lips and let out a cold hum, "I took your money, so I’ll do my job well." Her gaze swept over the venue, her mind momentarily dazzled.

So this is the circle of high society.

"What kind of party is this?"

"A charity gala. Having a meal is actually secondary; the main event is an auction for donations, aimed at helping orphans."

Li Feng gave a brief introduction and sat down with Zhou Zhishan at a table near the door. Qi Shaobin and Zhang Xue came in soon after, and Qi Shaobin immediately spotted Li Feng sitting in the corner, smirking to himself.

Such an out-of-the-way seat; one look, and you know he’s just here to show his face.

Qi Shaobin called over a staff member, whispered a few words in their ear, and with evident unease, the staff member nodded and then turned to whisper something to Li Feng and his companion.

Moments later.

Qi Shaobin strolled over, arm around Zhang Xue’s waist, "Heh, what a small world, meeting again Li Feng."

"Mr. Qi."

"Who’s this guy?"

"The new owner of Sihai Real Estate, Qi Shaobin, son of Qi Haotian." At that, the others at the table hurriedly stood up, complimenting him and handing over their business cards as Qi Shaobin and Zhang Xue were surrounded by eager faces, sitting at the table with them.

"Mr. Qi, with your status, why not sit at the first table...!"

"What are you asking for? Mr. Qi is just being low-key."

"It’s fine. I saw a friend and decided to come over and sit," said Qi Shaobin, raising his head to look at Li Feng.

"So you’re a friend of Mr. Qi, my apologies."

"Brother, would you like to exchange business cards?"

"Indeed, I thought you seemed distinguished and with a beauty by your side, the very image of ’bringing down a city, bringing down a nation.’ Turns out you and Mr. Qi are friends."

Qi Shaobin watched these fair-weather people suddenly throw charming looks toward Li Feng and smiled slightly, "Let me introduce him; this is Li Feng. He’s my wife’s ex-husband."

At that, the few businessmen who were handing out their cards froze in their tracks.

Damn.

Qi Shaobin, could you just say it all at once? Now it’s a bit awkward. This doesn’t sound like a friend but rather an outright enemy.

"Those who are unaware shouldn’t be blamed."

Qi Shaobin gave them a way out, and the several bosses quickly sat back down and shut their mouths. Qi Shaobin smiled at Li Feng.

"Li Feng, I’m actually quite curious. What gives you the guts to come to this charity gala, and who gave you the courage and the shamelessness?"

"As a son-in-law who has married into the wife’s family, can we have a sense of shame? Do you not know your own worth? What kind of circle do you think this is? You think you belong here?"

"Do you have money? Or status?"

"Oh, right, look at my memory. You’re now the Wei Family’s dog, a dog that bullies others by relying on its master’s power."

"A son-in-law who married into the wife’s family?"

Several bosses at the same table glanced at each other. From ancient times to the present, sons-in-law who married into the wife’s family have always been looked down upon.

Not to mention within their high-society circles, where they wouldn’t accept such a son-in-law.

"How did he sneak in here? Sitting at the same table with this kind of person is like slapping my face."

"We can’t just let this go. Call over the staff and ask them what’s going on. This lowers the tone of the evening."

Zhou Zhishan turned to look at Li Feng, who was being mocked and scorned by everyone at the table, and couldn’t help but empathize. She often felt this kind of alienating gaze at the academy. The reason she fell into debt was precisely because she didn’t want to be an outcast.

A moment of impulse and she fell into a pit she couldn’t climb out of.

"What’s the matter, everyone?"

"What’s going on here? How did such a lowlife sneak into this charity event? Did you just give out invitations at random?"

A waiter quickly whispered a few words into the ear of the person in charge.

"My apologies, everyone. This was a mistake on our part." The event organizer turned to Li Feng. "Sir, could you please show your invitation?"

Li Feng curled his lips upwards, looking playfully at the speaking event organizer.

"What, you want to kick me out?"

"Sir, this charity dinner has invited only social elites. This event might not be suitable for you."

"Heh, you’re putting it too mildly. It’s not just unsuitable, it’s as if a single rat dropping has spoiled the whole pot."

"That’s right. Can’t you see your own status? Daring to show up everywhere, have some shame, would you?"

"After becoming someone’s son-in-law by marrying into their family, what face is there to save? He has no face!"

Haha.

People around them laughed coldly, treating Li Feng like a laughing stock.

"Maybe we should go."

Zhou Zhishan felt uncomfortable with so many eyes on her, as if she were a monkey in a zoo being pointed at and called out, even though the dress she wore cost a million.

"Sir, don’t make me call security. Have some dignity for yourself."

The event organizer, listening to the jeering crowd, knew this matter needed to be cut short quickly, otherwise, it would impact the entire evening and even slap the face of the event’s sponsor.

Face is the most important thing in high society.

Qi Shaobin stood with his arms folded across his chest, coldly watching as Li Feng was publicly denounced and walked straight up, looking him over with disdain.

"Pff, a boot-licker is always a boot-licker, thinking that by clinging to a big tree, you can act like somebody. Thinking you’re a real person."

"In your dreams."

"If I don’t teach you a lesson today, you won’t understand what you really are."

"Get out of here, don’t shamelessly cling to face."

Qi Shaobin reached out to slap Li Feng’s face, who grabbed Qi Shaobin’s wrist and looked up at him.

"What, you want to hit me, do you? Go on, try and hit me."

Qi Shaobin looked down at Li Feng, fearless and confident.