Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 458: Who Do You Think You Are?

Chapter 458: Chapter 458: Who Do You Think You Are?

Dongfang Ding dodged the Purple Sand Pot, but his heart was still pounding with fear, wondering what he had done wrong to anger his father so much, especially since this pot was his dad’s favorite, an antique of over a hundred years.

"Dad, why can’t you just tell me what I did to make you so angry?"

Dongfang Ding was completely clueless, thinking that he really hadn’t done anything. As for disciplining Li Feng, his father should have been pleased to see him succeed.

Why such a furious temper?

"You little troublemaker, are you trying to kill me with anger? If I don’t beat you to death today, then I’m not your father."

Dongfang Wenzheng walked to the side and pulled a golf club from his golf bag. Dongfang Ding was stunned upon seeing it.

"Dad, are you serious right now?"

Dongfang Ding immediately turned and ran.

"Stop right there!"

Dongfang Ding ran out of the study and then saw his mother downstairs: "Mom, dad’s gone crazy, he’s actually trying to hit me with a golf club. I don’t even know what I did to upset him."

"Move aside, you’ve spoiled this unruly child. He’s ruined the reputation of our Dongfang family."

Dongfang Wenzheng glared at his wife with a burning rage.

"I spoiled him?"

"Dongfang Wenzheng, you irresponsible old man, if the son is at fault, it’s my fault, yet you take no responsibility. It’s because of you that Ding’er is like this."

"A father’s fault for not teaching his son. If you had shown Ding’er a little kindness, why would he have become so reckless and hopeless?"

"Just go ahead and kill me, I don’t want to live anymore."

"You, you...!"

Dongfang Ding was totally puzzled by the situation: "Mom, what did I do? How am I being reckless and hopeless?"

"Ding’er, don’t speak. Old man, wasn’t it just that Ding’er changed girlfriends too frequently before? What’s wrong with that? You had to discipline him and call him extravagant. Now look, our son doesn’t even like women anymore, are you happy now?"

"I wonder how the Dongfang family will continue its lineage."

Dongfang Wenzheng felt his blood pressure rising and clutched his head, leaning on the back of the sofa, "What tragedy have I created?"

"Dad, mom, when did I stop liking women? What are you even talking about?"

"Son, mom is asking you, have you come out of the closet?"

"Come out of the closet?"

Dongfang Ding’s eyes widened: "Mom, are you joking? I don’t like men, how could I come out of the closet? Damn, who is spreading this rumor about me?"

"A rumor? You think it’s a rumor? Take a look for yourself, you’ve already made it to the trending news, such an embarrassment," Dongfang Wenzheng said through gritted teeth.

Dongfang Ding was bewildered: "Mom, give me your phone, my phone is dead." After getting the phone, he quickly scrolled through the news and directly saw his name in the fifth position on the trending list.

Upon opening it and seeing the photos inside, Dongfang Ding cursed.

"What do you have to say for yourself now? People took photos of you and you didn’t even know. Calling you stupid would be a compliment."

Dongfang Ding leaned helplessly into the sofa, wondering if he really had to leave the vast family business to this young man after his own demise.

At this moment, he deeply felt Chen Qinian’s helplessness.

"Li Feng."

"Dad, I was played by that bastard Li Feng," Dongfang Ding cried out loud, finally understanding why he couldn’t recall pushing He Lu down last night—because it never happened.

He and Ma Lin were knocked out and fooled by Li Feng too.

"Li Feng?"

Dongfang Wenzheng looked at Dongfang Ding and furrowed his brows, "What does he have to do with this?"

Dongfang Ding quickly recounted the events, and upon listening, Dongfang Wenzheng clenched his fists tightly: "Li Feng."

"My son, you really didn’t come out? Were you framed?"

"Mom, really."

Dongfang Ding had already cursed all of Li Feng’s ancestors in his heart, "Li Feng, you and I are not done."

"Old man, this Li Feng dared to frame our Ding and tarnish his reputation. We can’t let this go."

"Mmm-hmm, of course we can’t; a tiger doesn’t show his might and is taken for a sick cat," Dongfang Wenzheng’s eyes flickered with resolve, appalled that Li Feng would target his son—he wasn’t just someone to be trifled with.

"What are you doing here?"

Inside the Chen Family villa, several members glanced darkly at Li Feng as he walked in. The board’s defeat caused the Chen Family to lose their chairman’s seat, and Li Feng’s rise meant a regime change.

The relatives, who had been living comfortably thanks to Chen Qinian, naturally harbored hostility towards Li Feng, an outsider who snatched the Chen Family’s interests, and who had no connections to the Chen Family whatsoever.

Li Feng glanced at the unfriendly young man, "I came to see my sister-in-law and to discuss my elder brother’s funeral arrangements."

"Ptui."

On hearing Li Feng’s words, Chen Dong spit out, "Who’s your sister-in-law? Who’s your elder brother? Have some shame, Li Feng. I’ll have you know, my uncle’s funeral will be handled by our Chen Family, and it’s none of your business."

"That’s right. Don’t think just because you wormed your way into the chairman position by being a kept man, you don’t know what you really are."

"You’re nothing but a dog for the Wang Family, and you actually think you’re something? Get lost; we don’t welcome you here."

Beside them, Chen Baichuan was full of malice, even going so far as to push Li Feng.

Li Feng sneered coldly and grabbed Chen Baichuan’s wrist, kicking him in the shin. Chen Baichuan yelped in pain and fell to his knees. Li Feng then twisted his arm, causing him to gasp in pain.

"Li Feng, to dare act wildly in our Chen Family, let go of my cousin Baichuan."

"Li Feng, you despicable rogue, usurping the Chen Family’s property, and you dare come here flaunting your power, thinking the Chen Family is defenseless."

Li Feng looked at their frantic, angrily flushed faces and scoffed, "Sure, you’re the Chens, but before my elder brother died, he chose to entrust his wife and child to me rather than to you."

"Why, don’t you have a clue in your own hearts why?"

"Hmph, who knows what kind of love potion you fed my uncle."

"That’s right, my uncle was comatose from a stroke; how did he suddenly wake up, then suddenly want to change his will, and just after changing it, he died the next day? Isn’t there something fishy going on here?"

"Exactly, this must be your manipulation. My uncle’s death isn’t that simple. Until things are clear, don’t you dare cremate my uncle and destroy the evidence."