Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 213: The Beauty Trap

Chapter 213: Chapter 213: The Beauty Trap

"Do I still have to go?"

Manager Huang felt as if he had suddenly developed wrinkles, but he dared not utter a word of disagreement. When the young master from Sea City really started to make moves, he didn’t care whether you were a woman or a man.

Manager Huang left the room dejectedly and called two waiters to the young master’s room, only then did he cautiously return to the lobby.

Manager Huang saw Li Feng sitting in the resting area and scurried over.

"Didn’t bring anyone this time?"

Manager Huang grinned foolishly, nodded, and bowed towards Li Feng, "Young Master Feng, you are magnanimous to overlook my faults—it was all my fault, my dog eyes misjudged people, I couldn’t recognize a great man when I saw one, I deserve to be beaten." After saying that, he actually started slapping his own face.

The strength of the slap was quite fierce.

Sun Yutong and Liu Yifei, sitting next to Li Feng, were both a bit dumbfounded. What was this operation, just a beating and then the other party caved?

Was this the same Heavenly Palace they knew?

"Just speak your mind, and if you have to fart, just fart."

Li Feng looked impatiently at Manager Huang, "If your boss plans to keep standing me up, I don’t mind going to find him personally."

Manager Huang listened to Li Feng’s polite words, but there was plenty of threat in them.

"Our young master from Sea City said that meeting Young Master Feng in the lobby is not very formal, so please, Young Master Feng, move to the Ru Garden in the clubhouse, our young master will be there shortly."

"Young Master from Sea City also said that this was all a misunderstanding, all because my poor eyesight failed to recognize you."

Manager Huang was like a rabbit caught in a storm, caught between two fires, yet he still had to endure it, after all, either side could claim his life.

"Where are the people I asked for?"

"All in good shape, will be brought over together." Manager Huang said decisively, whether genuinely good or not, wasn’t something he could influence, anyway, it seemed the young master hadn’t really taken serious action yet.

"Lead the way."

Li Feng stood up from the sofa and Sun Yutong, observing this turnaround, was also flabbergasted and completely confused.

"What are you standing there for?"

"Oh." Sun Yutong hurriedly stood up and snuggled next to Li Feng, hugging his arm.

"Sister Yifei."

Sun Yutong looked towards Liu Yifei, who bit her lower lip, her slender figure rose to stand next to Li Feng, her exterior still cold. Li Feng looked at this cold beauty and chuckled to himself; if he were to make a move now, she might just play along.

He directly reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, and Liu Yifei let Li Feng hold her as they walked towards the elevator.

"What the hell is this guy’s background?"

A few beaten-up rich second generations looked dumbfounded as they watched Li Feng enter the elevator, exchanging glances with each other.

"Could that business card be fake?"

"Damn, it must be for fooling people; if he doesn’t have any background, I wouldn’t believe it even if you killed me."

"Yeah, you know our circle, there are those guys who don’t fit in, who like to experience life, beautifying it as training, but it’s just a ploy to hit on girls, pretending to be poor."

"Yeah, it’s very possible, but have you ever heard of a Li as bold as this?"

"It’s not necessarily from our Sea City, this Mr. Li, being so arrogant, could be from that Li Family."

"That Li Family is developing in Jin City though."

"Enough, stop guessing, let’s end this matter here," everyone said. "Manager Huang has already degraded himself so much. The other party must be extraordinary. Let’s pretend today’s incident never happened and chalk it up to bad luck."

The other wealthy heirs nodded in agreement.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to regain their honor, but this grandson was truly ruthless, and with the influence of Heavenly Palace, they could hardly complain; they naturally needed to measure their own power.

Heavenly Palace, Ru Garden.

Calling it a garden meant it was a distinct courtyard. Li Feng had just learned that behind Heavenly Palace there was another universe entirely, with eight private gardens forming an integrated entity, blending into the surrounding environment without disturbing each other.

Ru Garden was entirely in the Chinese style, and it wasn’t just set up to entertain Li Feng alone; it could hold a party for dozens of people.

Manager Huang entertained Li Feng as a host might entertain a begrudging guest. "Young Master Li, Young Master Hai will be arriving shortly. Please have some tea first. Ru Garden has three marvels, perhaps we should have them performed to help pass the time."

"Oh."

"Three marvels? Which three?"

"Heh, Young Master Li, let me keep you in suspense. You’ll see in a moment," Manager Huang said and immediately ordered preparations.

In no time, the lights dimmed; a chilling light beamed down from above, followed by the sound of a guzheng, as if awakening the moonlight itself.

Then, four beautiful women in dresses marched single file onto the carpet in front of him and began to dance under the soft halo of light.

"Tch, shameless."

Sun Yutong’s eyes widened at the sight. She thought she was open-minded, but watching this dance revealed her ignorance; Heavenly Palace really knew how to play.

The dance was proper, but the Hanfu was slightly risque—everyone’s skirts split like clothes, swaying and flashing long legs with each motion.

Liu Yifei was also visiting Heavenly Palace for the first time, and this scene suddenly reminded her of an emperor from palace dramas.

Liu Yifei often acted in period dramas and had danced in ancient attire, but never so provocatively alluring, truly befitting the treatment of a tyrant.

As the dance went on, singing was a necessity.

At that moment, a heavenly voice emerged from a woman, descending from the courtyard and epitomizing a stage performance.

Moreover, compared to the previous four grace-filled and stunning women, this woman stood out even more. She matched the aloof beauty by her side, and was just slightly less breathtaking than the celestial beauty, Wang Jin’er.

Heavenly Palace had good taste.

"Mu Yuyan."

Liu Yifei recognized the singing woman. Heavenly Palace really had connections; Mu Yuyan’s fame was much greater than their recently popular leading actresses.

Her voice was hailed as a once-in-a-millennium phenomenon, and she herself was acclaimed as a heavenly songstress. Some even claimed that with time, she would be among the top seven songstresses in Asia.

A remarkable person, a remarkable song, a remarkable dance.

Ru Garden’s three marvels.

Any man would hardly remain unmoved by this, perhaps even Liu Xiahui might be stirred.

"Mu Yuyan, isn’t she hailed as one of the top seven songstresses, the heavenly songstress? It’s actually her," Sun Yutong also widened her eyes. Mu Yuyan was singing in Heavenly Palace, which, if the paparazzi found out, would dominate the headlines for a month.

Manager Huang stood by, grinning. It appeared Young Master Hai had really invested a lot this time, especially since even he hadn’t had an encounter with this woman.

"Young Master Li, how do you find the three marvels of Ru Garden? Hopefully, they meet your standards."

Manager Huang chuckled. This spectacle had taken a lot of effort to arrange; even Young Master Hai hadn’t had a first taste yet.

"Not bad."

Manager Huang smirked internally. It seemed settled. Young Master Hai’s strategy of using beauty was always effective; no normal man could resist.