Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 259: Smile for Your Elder

Chapter 259: Chapter 259: Smile for Your Elder

"What are you planning to do?"

Chen Muyang looked at Han Xue with a lecherous smile, "A man and a woman alone in a bed, what do you think I want to do!"

Han Xue struggled fervently a few times, but her hands and feet were all tied up securely by ropes. Chen Muyang, eyeing the graceful figure of Han Xue, swallowed his saliva.

"Keep twisting!"

"I said keep going!"

Chen Muyang reached back and grabbed a riding crop, and with a snap, it cracked beside Han Xue, making her scream sharply.

"Chen Muyang, you can’t do this to me."

Chen Muyang leered at Han Xue, "What can’t I do to you? You’re barely two years older than me—are you that keen on playing mother to someone?"

"Don’t you dare tell me that you and that old man are ’true love.’ You married my father for nothing but his status and wealth."

"Just like that bunch of useless relatives of yours, and your greedy, stingy parents, oh right, you also have a good-for-nothing brother."

"Speaking of your family, I actually find them quite endearing in their stupidity. I just casually mentioned it, and your brother really went to find some thugs to come after you."

"Originally, I wanted that idiot brother of yours to personally get rid of the child in your belly. I really wanted to see your face then. What a pity."

Han Xue clenched her teeth, "Chen Muyang, you’re inhuman."

Chen Muyang scoffed coldly, "Han Xue, don’t play the virtuous card with me. You managed to get the old man to marry you; your scheming runs deeper than anyone else’s. Don’t play the victim here."

"The child in your belly is definitely going to be aborted. I won’t allow anyone to compete with me for the inheritance. As for you..."

Chen Muyang sneered and prodded Han Xue’s chin with the riding crop, "To be honest, you really are beautiful, particularly this aloof air about you— it really makes someone want to thoroughly ravage you."

But there is obviously no such thing as regret medicine in this world.

"Be my woman, and when the old man dies, I can assure you that you’ll continue living as a caged canary—at least you’ll have no worries about food and clothing, and the same goes for your worthless poor relatives."

"And that idiotic brother of yours, I’ll take care of him too."

Saying this, Chen Muyang looked at Han Xue, who seemed to have given up resisting, and he let out a lewd chuckle.

Clap, clap, clap, clap.

Suddenly, the sound of clapping echoed in the room, startling Chen Muyang, "Who’s there!"

"Bravo, carry on."

Li Feng was leaning on the bay window inside the room, having just witnessed quite a drama.

"Li Feng."

Chen Muyang recognized Li Feng at a glance, for he was the man who had caused him to lose face for the first time in his life, and the pain of the injuries he had received was still fresh.

"How did you find this place?"

A vicious glint flashed across Chen Muyang’s eyes, but it quickly turned to apprehension—how could the other man have appeared in his private villa?

Li Feng pulled out a lighter, flicked it with a snap to light a cigarette, then looked up at the astonished Chen Muyang.

"If I hadn’t allowed your men to bring her here, do you think they had the ability to take her from my grasp?"

"What a bunch of fools."

Chen Muyang cursed under his breath, clearly thinking that his men had taken Han Xue and Li Feng had followed them here.

"Li Feng, it seems we didn’t have any real grievances before."

Chen Muyang, as the Crown Prince of Century Group, the heir to a conglomerate worth hundreds of billions, was clearly not stupid. He was simply arrogantly self-entitled and a bit of a pervert, but had it not been for meeting Li Feng, Chen Muyang would indeed have done as he pleased.

"You want to negotiate with me?"

"Li Feng, save me, I’ll do whatever you say." Han Xue, as if grasping at a lifeline, cried out loudly for help.

Slap.

"Shut your mouth."

Chen Muyang directly slapped Han Xue’s face and then stuffed a pillowcase into her mouth. He twisted his body to sit on the edge of the bed and looked at Li Feng opposite him.

"Li Feng, let’s not beat around the bush. I’ve looked into your background, and your company, Myth Communication, is a public relations firm. You’re meddling in our family’s affairs solely because you have taken on a PR contract from the Clover Group."

"It’s only ten million."

"Starting now, if you keep your mouth shut, I can have Century Group sign a fifty-million cooperation contract with your company."

Chen Muyang laid out an offer five times the original, fifty million seemed to him as trivial as fifty cents.

Standing beside Li Feng, Zhang Wannian cursed inwardly, damn it, fifty million dropped just like that, without even batting an eyelid.

"Of course, if you’re thinking of switching jobs, Century Group also has a public relations department. I can appoint you as the PR department manager, which is much more impressive than your little company. As for your annual salary, five million."

Chen Muyang threw another bombshell, an offer ordinary people simply couldn’t refuse—a high salary and a high-profile position.

"Whimper, whimper."

Han Xue twisted her body, making whimpering noises. She was truly afraid that Li Feng would accept Chen Muyang’s offer—after all, the terms Chen was offering were something no normal person could refuse, and these were promises she could never make.

"Heh."

Li Feng suddenly laughed, "Young Master Chen, do you perhaps misunderstand something about me?"

"Oh? What misunderstanding?"

"Which of your eyes sees me as in need of money? Fifty million? Five million?"

Li Feng disdainfully looked at Chen Muyang, who had the face of someone who thought he was being generous with his wealth, as if Li Feng should be grateful and accept his offer without hesitation.

"If you’re willing to give me Century Group, maybe I’d consider it."

Hearing Li Feng’s "outrageous demand," Chen Muyang coldly retorted, "Li Feng, have you gone mad or have I? You want Century Group too?"

Heh.

Chen Muyang’s derisive laughter sounded, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

"Do you perhaps think too highly of yourself? Even if I dared to give it, would you dare to take it?"

Li Feng nodded earnestly, "If you dare to give it, I dare to take it. Do you?"

Chen Muyang sneered coldly.

"So you’re saying, you’ve decided to go down this dark path. Have you considered the consequences?"

Li Feng exhaled a smoke ring and stood up, walking towards Chen Muyang.

"Is this a threat?"

"It seems you’ve forgotten, you still have a weakness in my hands. Talking to me like this, Young Master Chen, are you planning to make the headlines tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Chen Muyang’s face darkened like murky waters.

"Hey, you look so unpleasant, are you giving me a dirty look?"

Li Feng suddenly swung his hand and slapped Chen Muyang’s face with a smack, causing one side of Chen’s face to swell. His gaze turned as cold and poisonous as a venomous snake biting Li Feng.

Li Feng reached out and pinched Chen Muyang’s chin, "Come on, give your lord a smile."

Zhang Wannian shivered involuntarily; could it be that this guy even liked men?