Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 471 Golf Club

Chapter 471: Chapter 471 Golf Club

The butler looked at Wang Tiandao, "Master, if the son-in-law is indeed Hidden Dragon, it seems that this matter will become more complicated."

If Li Feng were just that man’s illegitimate son, a nobody, a divorced dad with a child, the Wang Family might not care too much about the other party’s feelings. As long as they weren’t too harsh, the Li Family wouldn’t say anything.

After all, a son-in-law who marries into the wife’s family has a status even lower than the family’s pets; nobody respects him.

Wang Tiandao hummed, "The fact that this kid is Hidden Dragon, his father might not even know. If he doesn’t, that would be interesting."

Wang Tiandao naturally thought about the Li Family’s situation. Li Feng, the illegitimate child, had never received a bit of favor from the Li Family since he was young. The current legitimate son of the Li Family was born to the current Lady, while Li Feng’s mother was unmarried and pregnant first.

This kid must harbor resentment towards the Li Family. The Crown Prince, heh, he might just want to take back his position.

"This matter, keep it confidential, do not let it leak, understand?"

After saying that, Wang Tiandao looked at the butler, who nodded, "Yes, Master."

"Also, prepare a plane ticket to Jin City for tomorrow afternoon."

"Yes, Master."

"You may leave."

Wang Tiandao picked up the teacup beside him, "Even if you are a dragon, don’t dream of flying out of my palm. Just be the obedient son-in-law of our Wang Family."

Ahchoo.

Li Feng sneezed. Who is talking about me behind my back?

The night passed quietly.

When dawn spilled over the hills again, a new day arrived.

Early in the morning, Han Xue was driven by Zhang Wannian to the memorial hall. Inside, as a family member, she changed into a white mourning dress and when she reappeared in the hall, Li Feng couldn’t help but take a few more glances.

No wonder they say one looks fetching in mourning attire.

Han Xue seemed to notice Li Feng’s gaze and stepped forward, "Thank you for everything you’ve done."

Han Xue also knew about the incident yesterday. The Chen Family had organized some people to take Chen Qinian away. If she were alone, she would have been powerless. Then, Chen Qinian being taken for an autopsy would definitely hit the trending searches again.

And being in the midst of the whirlwind, she might get dragged into the public eye again, becoming the protagonist of a conspiracy theory.

"Thanks are unnecessary, just don’t stab me in the back again, and I’ll be grateful," Li Feng said bluntly.

At this, Han Xue’s face flushed, "I’ve admitted my mistake, what more do you want from me?"

Han Xue stepped forward, her chest almost pressing against Li Feng.

"What now, trying to cause another scene?"

As Li Feng stepped back to avoid her, Han Xue snorted, "Yes, I’m clingy and annoying, but that’s because you’re my son’s godfather."

Watching Han Xue’s shameless behavior, Li Feng couldn’t stand it, "How frightful a woman can be when she throws caution to the wind."

"Li Feng, Chen Muyang is here."

Li Feng responded and turned to look outside the memorial hall doors, and indeed, Chen Muyang arrived with two T-country bodyguards. His cold eyes swept directly towards Li Feng and Han Xue.

Disgraceful pair.

"I thought you wouldn’t come," Li Feng approached.

Chen Muyang looked up, "Why wouldn’t I come? This is my father’s funeral, and as the only son of the Chen Family, naturally, I have to preside over it."

"It’s you who doesn’t belong here in this memorial hall."

Li Feng shrugged his shoulders, looking at the sharp-tongued Chen Muyang, "Whether I’m qualified or not is not for you to decide, this is a funeral home. Act like a filial grandson, otherwise, it’s the Chen Family’s reputation you’ll be tarnishing."

Li Feng handed a mourning attire to Chen Muyang.

"Li Feng, where are you going?"

"I’m going outside for some fresh air. Don’t worry, these are my people, he won’t dare do anything to you." Li Feng turned his head to glance at Zhang Wannian, who nodded in agreement, indicating he would watch out. Li Feng then stepped out of the funeral hall.

Although Li Feng was sworn brothers with Chen Qinian, they weren’t related by blood. He managed the funeral reasonably well but it wasn’t necessary for him to get overly involved.

As the day progressed, luxury cars started arriving one after another. Although Chen Qinian, being the chairman of Century Group, didn’t have friends everywhere, the notable figures of Sea City’s upper echelons generally made an appearance.

Outside, Li Feng pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one up. He was halfway through his cigarette when suddenly two people approached.

Squinting, Li Feng noticed they were from the Wang Family. The one in front seemed to be Wang Jin’er’s fourth uncle’s cousin, Wang Mingcheng, with an unfamiliar face beside him. The Wang Family had many relatives, so it was normal that Li Feng didn’t recognize him.

"Li Feng."

Wang Mingcheng came up to greet Li Feng, catching him by surprise, considering his strained relationship with the younger members of the Wang Family. To put it gently, they didn’t get along.

There must be a reason for the abnormal.

"Do you need me for something?"

Li Feng asked, looking over.

Wang Mingcheng chuckled, "Can’t I look for you if there’s no issue? After all, you’re going to be my cousin’s future husband. We’re practically family."

"Get to the point." Li Feng felt a bit annoyed.

"Li Feng, don’t be ungracious ..." A young man beside became upset upon hearing Li Feng’s impolite tone and glared over.

"Wang Minghan, he’s your cousin’s future husband, mind your manners."

Wang Mingcheng scolded the young man, then turned around, giving Li Feng a sly look: "Since you’re free here, how about we go somewhere else to talk?"

"I know a decent golf club nearby, honor me by playing a round or two."

Li Feng looked at Wang Mingcheng, who was initiating a visit to the club. This was peculiar, quite peculiar.

There was bound to be a catch.

Considering that welcoming the mourning guests wasn’t his responsibility and he didn’t want to see Chen Muyang’s eunuch face, he decided to see what kind of trick Wang Mingcheng was up to.

Li Feng casually flicked his cigarette to the ground, and Wang Mingcheng’s nerves involuntarily tensed up, well aware of Li Feng’s fierce temperament.

"Fine, I’ve never been to a golf club before. Shall we take your car?"

Wang Mingcheng was still a bit baffled; the agreement came too easily, too quickly—he’d thought he’d need more persuasion, but Li Feng was surprisingly cooperative.

"Let’s go, my car is just around the corner."

Wohuling Golf Club, this venue, was only about seventeen or eighteen kilometers from the small hills, belonging to the same hilly area. It took just about fifteen minutes by car.

"Li Feng, this must be your first time here, right? This place is quite famous in Sea City, an elite members-only golf club. Do you know how much the cheapest membership costs per year? One million, and that’s just the membership fee."

Wang Minghan looked down on Li Feng, who looked around curiously like a country bumpkin.

"Oh, are you also a member?"

Li Feng looked at Wang Minghan.

"I’m not, but Mingcheng Brother is. He’s a member and can bring guests. I’ve been here quite a few times. This place is where the high-level elites of Sea City come, ordinary people wouldn’t get the chance to step foot in here in their lifetime."

Wang Minghan looked arrogantly at Li Feng.