Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 352

Chapter 352: 352

Li Feng squinted as he watched the auctioneer pick up one of the legendary top ten famous swords, gracefully swiping the sword to cleanly slice through the bamboo mat-wrapped wooden post in front of him, leaving a smooth cut, and couldn’t help but narrow his eyes even further.

Hiss.

People in the surrounding private boxes also gasped in astonishment; after all, for a sword over two thousand years old to retain such sharpness was remarkable in itself—a selling point for sure. However, the value of this sword wasn’t limited to its sharpness but also derived from its reputation and the history it carried over those two thousand years.

"I, Zhao, will take this sword."

A voice emerged from a nearby private box.

"Heh, Zhao Xuan, you think it’s yours just because you say so? This isn’t your backwater hometown where whatever you say goes."

"What, Tang Bin, you want to compete with me for it?"

"Heh, listen to you talk. Everyone knows that treasures should go to those with virtue. I, too, liked that great sword just now."

Tang Bin let out a light chuckle from another box.

"Then let’s see who’s stronger."

"Heh, compete against me in terms of strength? Are you sure you haven’t been kicked in the head by a donkey?"

Li Feng listened to this arrogant tone. Sha Wang’s brain indeed worked well. Gathering a bunch of second-generation rich with existing feuds meant an all-out brawl was inevitable—they saved the trouble of provocation.

"You like it?"

Dong Xin, by Li Feng’s side, suddenly spoke up.

"If you like it, I can bid for it and give it to you."

Li Feng was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Dong Xin: "Are you planning to support me?"

"No, I just thought you liked it, so I wanted to buy it for you."

Li Feng looked at the fully assertive Dong Xin, feeling like he was being seen as someone looking for a free ride: "Let’s forget it. I hear those two outside fighting pretty fiercely."

Dong Xin heard Li Feng’s concern and spoke indifferently: "They are just a couple of second-generation rich kids. The Zhao Family only has a company valued at less than ten billion, not even considered a third-rate family."

"As for that Tang Bin from the Tang Family, while he’s a direct descendant from a first- or second-rate family, the most he can bring out is probably a hundred and eighty million, and that’s mortgaging his family fortune. Even if the family gave him authorization this time, it will not exceed three to five hundred million."

"Besides, even if you gave those two some courage, they wouldn’t dare bid against me."

Dong Xin said, radiating dominance, and Li Feng, looking at the commanding presence she emanated, found his heart unexpectedly stirred. Conquering a woman like her would indeed be a satisfying achievement.

"You’re not interested in the sword anymore?"

Dong Xin quickly changed the subject, and at that moment, they heard the auctioneer’s gavel from the outside.

"Congratulations to the esteemed guest in booth 7A3 for acquiring this legendary famous sword."

"Liu Xuan, why didn’t you bid? Just eighty million and you’re out of money? Heh, it seems I overestimated you."

Tang Bin spared no effort in his ridicule, with two companion girls clinging to his arms and snuggling into his embrace.

"You’re so impressive, Young Master Tang."

"Young Master Tang is valiant and dominating, instantly overpowering the competition."

"Hmph, what’s there for you to gloat over, Tang Bin? I simply didn’t like the sword that much. You want the sword that badly, take it—eighty million for a broken sword."

"You really are obsessed."

"If you can’t have the grapes, you say they’re sour. It’s poverty-stricken people like you that I look down on the most—unable to afford it and still pretending, making pitiful excuses."

"You!"

Li Feng listened to the tit-for-tat exchange between the two and clicked his tongue inwardly.

"Look what you’ve missed out on," Dong Xin pouted. "Forget it; there are still many good items left. Whatever you set your eyes on, just let me know, and I’ll buy one to give to you."

"You’re not allowed to refuse."

Dong Xin quickly silenced Li Feng’s potential objections, aware she was overstepping, but she just wanted to offer Li Feng some compensation.

Bai Haoyu wouldn’t let things slide so easily. While she could let loose here on Paradise Island, once back in Yan Country, she’d have to face the joining of the Bai and Dong Families. She wasn’t an eighteen-year-old girl who could throw caution to the wind for love.

Moreover, even if she could handle the pressure, would the two families let Li Feng off the hook?

Absolutely not.

With the combined power of both families, even if Li Feng were a once-in-a-generation Grandmaster, he couldn’t stir a single ripple in the water. They simply weren’t on the same level.

Li Feng didn’t bother to object, as there was no need; he had already planned to take all that the island had to offer into his possession.

The auction continued, and Li Feng sat on the couch as an observer.

Dong Xin only made one bid, and interestingly, no one competed against her. Furthermore, after some people in a few booths started bidding, no one else drove the price up; most items were directly sold.

Clearly, the circle of the second generation was divided into ranks, and those on the same level had no issue battling each other. But once someone from a higher rank appeared, they would consciously bow their heads.

The auction went from two in the afternoon till six in the evening, and in four hours, many priceless treasures were sold, successfully concluding the first day of the event.

After dinner, Li Feng returned to the room with Dong Xin.

"Are you sure they went back to their room together?"

Bai Haoyu lay on a bed, half of his body immobilized by an injury, and his expression turned murderous upon hearing his subordinate’s report.

"I want to kill him."

"Young master, it isn’t difficult to kill him, actually."

"Oh?"

"Young master, I’ve asked around, and this guy doesn’t seem to be any noble’s son—he appears to be just a bodyguard."

"Hmm?"

Bai Haoyu was slightly taken aback: "A bodyguard? He dares to touch my sister-in-law, does he have the audacity of a leopard?"

The look of malice in Bai Haoyu’s eyes grew even more intense.

"You just mentioned you have a way to kill him?"

Bai Haoyu looked at his subordinate.

"Young Master Yu, this isn’t Yan Country; Paradise Island is a place where almost anything goes if you have the money. If the other party had status like us, it would be a bit of a problem, but he’s just a bodyguard, which means there’s room to manipulate things."

"How can we do it?"

Bai Haoyu looked at the man called Tie Shou. He hadn’t expected that this bulky, rugged man would have such a cunning mind.