Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 389: The Hooded Clown Man

Chapter 389: Chapter 389: The Hooded Clown Man

Li Feng stared back at Xiao Mingyue with an unyielding gaze, her eyes cold as ice, "If you wish to fight, then let’s fight."

"Good, very good."

Xiao Mingyue nodded coldly, "Then we shall have a long road ahead."

"Let’s go!"

Xiao Mingyue had originally thought Li Feng was just a man who relied on women for support, so she intended to teach him a lesson, but unexpectedly, she kicked an iron plate instead.

Since he is the Hidden Dragon Crown Prince of Huacheng, she couldn’t play the game as before, and now Xiao Mingyue was unsure of how much he had already set up in Sea City.

If it weren’t for that playboy Xiao Yu, she really wouldn’t have known that the Hidden Dragon from Huacheng had come to Sea City, lurking in the dark was too terrifying.

She actually felt a bit relieved.

"Mingyue sister, are we just leaving like this?" Once in the elevator, the young, fresh-faced secretary couldn’t help but turn to Xiao Mingyue.

"Is that kid really some Hidden Dragon from Huacheng? Even if he is, what then? This is Sea City, your territory, Mingyue sister."

Xiao Mingyue turned and casually grabbed the young secretary’s face, "What do you know? If you’re ignorant, don’t pretend to understand. Compared to him, you’re nothing, get it?"

The fresh-faced secretary’s face flushed red with Xiao Mingyue’s words, nothing at all. They were about the same age; why did Li Feng get to bask in glory?

"Give you three days to get everything about him sorted out for me, when I say everything, I mean everything, hear me?"

"Yes, Mingyue sister."

Revolving restaurant.

Wang Qian hunched over and looked at Li Feng, "Young Master Feng, that crazy woman left, but since you’ve exposed your identity, she will definitely investigate you thoroughly."

Li Feng was nonchalant.

"That’s her business, what does it have to do with me?"

"Young Master Feng, do you think we should notify our people to prepare the funds?"

"Prepare funds for what?"

"Isn’t it a war?"

Li Feng said indifferently, "Don’t you understand what I’m saying? I said if she wants to fight, then we’ll fight. If she wants to fight the heavens, the earth, the air, let her do as she pleases, why are you getting involved?"

"Ah."

Wang Qian was surprised for a moment, but then quickly figured it out and looked at Li Feng with a thumbs-up, "Young Master Feng, genius, utterly brilliant."

"Your move is simply perfect, it’s like Zhang Wuji practicing the Supreme Divine Skill, he’s strong as he is, the breeze caresses the mountains, he’s fierce as he is, the bright moon shines over the great river."

"With this move of no move beating all moves, Xiao Mingyue is going to be on edge, heh heh."

"Alright, stop sucking up, go do your job."

Li Feng waved his hand in annoyance, and Wang Qian nodded repeatedly, "Alright, then I won’t delay Young Master Feng’s good night."

Wang Qian then waved his hand, leading his people away.

Wang Qian sat at the dining table, giving Li Feng a look as if she didn’t recognize him, so this guy had such a nickname, the Hidden Dragon Crown Prince.

Such dominance.

She was becoming less and less clear about this man.

"Staring at me like that, do you admire me?" Li Feng picked up a glass of red wine and looked at Wang Qian across the table. Wang Qian pursed her lips.

"I was just wondering, what exactly do you do?"

"I’ve been retired for quite some time now."

Li Feng took a sip of red wine, and Wang Qian let out a sound of disbelief, "Retired? You’re so young and retired?"

Wang Qian looked at Li Feng speechlessly; at his age, he should have only been in the workforce for three or four years after college. If he went to grad school, perhaps he hadn’t even entered the workforce yet, and he’s retired?

"Retirement has nothing to do with age."

"It’s just tiredness, that’s all."

Wang Qian rolled her eyes, "Can we not be so pretentious? In your twenties, during the prime of life to strive for success, and you’re tired? I think you’re tired from having too many girls."

"Still no movement?"

"There’s no news for now; that woman may have been hidden away, even cut off from outside contact."

"If that’s the case, the fuss we caused by killing Han Fei won’t have much of an effect."

"It seems this lead is also a dead end."

"This person might be the key."

In the dimly lit room, a man wearing a small clown mask and a hood attached a photo to a blackboard using a magnet.

"Myth Communication Director, Li Feng."

"This person vanished into thin air in the past few days. So, have we found his whereabouts?"

"Hmm, our people who were sent to track the Wang Family’s daughter captured photos of him."

"Then we’ll start with him."

"Our employer seems to be running out of patience."

"I’ve already dispatched manpower, ready to act at any moment."

"Then let’s take action."

The man in the clown mask and hood shrugged his shoulders and abruptly ended the communication before picking up his cellphone and dialing a number.

After two beeps.

The call connected.

"Bring him back alive."

"It’s not even eight o’clock," Wang Qian glanced at her wristwatch. Clearly, she couldn’t go home at this time, as she had skipped class to come out and hadn’t told her family she would be absent. Returning now would be walking into a trap.

Naturally, Li Feng had thought of this as well: "Then let’s go downstairs for a walk, it’s a good way to digest the meal."

Wang Qian nodded repeatedly and stood up, walking over to Li Feng and naturally extended her hand to hook onto Li Feng’s arm.

Hmm?

Li Feng turned to look at Wang Qian, who pouted, "What, you have a problem with that?"

Li Feng touched his nose, finding it hard to pull away, and let Wang Qian hook onto his arm. However, whether she did it on purpose or not, she kept pressing her body very close to him, and Li Feng could naturally feel the proud features in front of Wang Qian’s chest.

After all, she was no longer a little girl.

And Wang Qian was definitely a campus beauty, still youthful, but already standing tall and slender.

"The target is on the sixth floor."

Li Feng, accompanied by Wang Qian, stepped off the elevator. The sixth floor was mostly women’s clothing and female accessories. As the core commercial district of Sea City, the Golden Mansion naturally gathered many big brands.

"Let’s go inside and take a look."

"Maybe not, the clothes here seem really expensive." Wang Qian declined at first but her eyes honestly glanced towards a shop nearby.

"Let’s take a look, we don’t necessarily have to buy anything." Li Feng didn’t wait for Wang Qian’s refusal and directly turned into a nearby high-end fashion shop.

"Welcome."

"Sir, your girlfriend is really pretty. She suits the new arrivals in our store very well, would you like to take a look?"

"Oh, then let’s take a look."

"Please follow me."

The saleswoman led them further into the store: "This dress here is a limited edition, hand-sewn by a master from Dali Country. It’s simple yet elegant, and I think it’s very suitable for the lady’s complexion."

"Does it look good?"

Wang Qian’s eyes lit up as she looked at the dress, but she still turned her head to look at Li Feng.

"Whether it looks good or not, you won’t know until you try it on. Go ahead and try it."

"Is that okay?"

Wang Qian turned to the saleswoman. The saleswoman had already noticed that the clothes Li Feng and Wang Qian were wearing weren’t ordinary, and she knew how to judge her customers. Seeing they obviously had the means to buy, she naturally wouldn’t refuse.

"Of course, miss, right this way."

"Welcome, what kinds of clothes would you two like to look at?"