Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 546 Our Boss Wants to Meet You

Chapter 546: Chapter 546 Our Boss Wants to Meet You

"Get out!"

"Get as far away from me as you can, right now."

Wang Tiandao’s years of Qi Cultivation were utterly shattered by Li Feng’s actions, the unspeakable secret of having a second child; to avoid becoming a son-in-law, this kid really stopped at nothing, even targeting him.

How old was he now? Nearly sixty.

Fortunately, this brat wasn’t his son; if he was, he’d beat him to death for sure.

Li Feng looked at the enraged Wang Tiandao, "Uncle, don’t get so worked up. Actually, I think having a second child is quite good. Maybe you could consider it again!"

"Get out!"

Li Feng saw Wang Tiandao reaching for the inkstone on the desk and quickly twisted out of the room.

"Did you talk to my dad?"

Wang Jin’er heard her father’s roar from outside and guessed that Li Feng must have brought up the idea of having another child.

"Yeah, and then your dad threw me out."

"Hmph, serves you right."

Wang Jin’er glanced sidelong at Li Feng with scornful eyes, thinking of such a rotten idea: "Alright, you should go now."

"You’re not leaving with me? Your dad is on a rampage right now."

"If I leave, my dad will chop you up," Wang Jin’er rolled her eyes.

"Jin’er, come in."

Wang Tiandao appeared at the doorway, shooting a cold glance at Li Feng. Wang Jin’er stuck out her tongue, "You better hurry up and go; I’ll handle this."

Under Wang Tiandao’s cold gaze, Li Feng left the clubhouse and took a taxi straight back to the Pearl Hotel.

He had just entered the lobby when several men stood up from the couches in the rest area and headed straight for Li Feng.

Li Feng was also aware of these burly men dressed in black suits and with shaven heads, who did not seem like ordinary white-collar workers, exuding an air of menace.

"Are you Li Feng, Young Master Feng?"

The leader among the bald men addressed Li Feng with great respect.

"Who wants to see me?"

Li Feng looked at them indifferently as the bald man replied with a slight smile, "Young Master Feng, our boss, Lv Qinghou, would like to invite you."

Li Feng recalled the arrogant young man who had repeatedly provoked him in the meeting room, also one of the Four Young Masters of Jin City.

In terms of clout, he should be about on par with the Li Family, as only someone at Li Zidong’s level could clash heads with him.

Li Feng scoffed lightly,

"If it’s him, forget it."

"Young Master Feng, our boss doesn’t like being refused." The bald man stood in front of Li Feng, the smile vanishing from his face, a dark look taking over. There weren’t many in Jin City who dared to refuse their boss.

Li Feng looked up at the bald man, his hand shooting out like lightning to grab the man’s throat, and with a twist of his body, the bald man was thrown to the ground like a doll under Li Feng’s slap.

"I don’t like being threatened."

Li Feng looked down at the bald man, speaking coldly, then stepped over him as two more bald men stepped forward, blocking his path. But Li Feng’s shoulders surged with strength.

Eight Diagrams Mountain Lean.

The two men were sent reeling backward, making way for him. Li Feng snorted derisively and walked on.

"Ran Ge."

The fallen bald man was helped up, his eyes flashing viciously as he called out to Li Feng’s retreating back.

"Young Master Feng, you might refuse our boss’s invitation, but what about our boss’s future lady, Miss Jiang Nanhua’s invitation? Would you refuse that as well?"

Li Feng halted, turned coldly, and faced Jiang Nan—Li Feng’s platonic female friend. They had met during her last visit to Jin City. Although it had been many years since they last saw each other, the memory of their friendship was still fresh in Li Feng’s mind.

"Repeat what you just said."

Li Feng walked up to the bald man, his gaze sharp as a knife looking at the bald man. The bald man felt a chill run down his spine and was struck by a palpable sense of fear.

"The Miss Jiang Nanhua has extended an invitation. Won’t Young Master Feng attend?"

"What is Jiang Nan’s relationship with Lv Qinghou?"

Li Feng frowned as he looked at the bald man across from him. Since leaving Jin City last time, he hadn’t spoken much with Jiang Nan, and she hadn’t mentioned anything about an engagement, especially not to someone with the haughty disposition of Lv Qinghou. How could she possibly fancy him?

"Our boss has taken a liking to Miss Jiang Nanhua and is pursuing her. If there are no surprises, she will become our boss’s lady."

"Additionally, today’s invitation is jointly extended by our boss and Miss Jiang."

Li Feng could dismiss Lv Qinghou, but he couldn’t afford to ignore Jiang Nan. Lv Qinghou, wanting to see him, had used Jiang Nan’s name, clearly aware of their close relationship.

Regardless of whether this matter was true or false, Li Feng had to go.

"Lead the way!"

Li Feng spoke with icy detachment.

The leading bald man exhaled in relief upon hearing Li Feng’s words—he hadn’t screwed up the task given by his boss.

Their boss did not take kindly to useless people.

"Please, Young Master Feng."

A group of bald men escorted Li Feng out of the hotel. A luxury car was already waiting at the entrance. The bald man stepped forward and opened the rear door, and Li Feng got into the car.

"Drive."

Half an hour later, the luxury car stopped in front of a sumptuous restaurant, and the bald man opened the car door.

"Young Master Feng, we have arrived."

Li Feng got out of the car and glanced at the restaurant’s logo. It was clearly an upscale establishment.

"The restaurant has been reserved. You’ll have to dine somewhere else."

"It’s been booked, but I have a reservation."

"Wasn’t what he just said clear enough? This restaurant has been reserved."

A couple who had come for dinner saw the two menacing bald men cracking their knuckles and retreated, disgruntled.

"Young Master Feng, please."

Li Feng swept a glance at the bald men guarding the door—there were at least ten or more. Was this Lv Qinghou showing off his muscles to him?

A cold smile flickered in Li Feng’s heart as he stepped into the restaurant.

The restaurant’s corridors were indeed lined with bald men in black suits, neatly arrayed on both sides. The scene might make the faint-hearted tremble with fear.

Inside the restaurant, the extra tables had been removed, leaving only one table situated in the center of the room, with candlesticks flickering atop several candelabras.

By the table, a violinist in a tailcoat played the violin.

"Lv Qinghou, what exactly are you doing?"

Lv Qinghou looked at the beautiful woman opposite him with a smile, "I am pursuing you, of course. Don’t you like it?"

"Yes, I don’t like it."

Lv Qinghou didn’t get angry; instead, he smiled softly and waved his hand toward the violinist, "Even if you don’t like it, you’ll get used to it. After all, you and I have a long future ahead."

Lv Qinghou was unaffected by her gnashing her teeth, a forced melon wouldn’t be sweet, but what did it matter whether the melon was sweet or not? He simply wanted the melon.

"By the way, I invited a friend to join us. Let’s meet together."

Jiang Nan frowned. She didn’t want to stay a second longer; just seeing this Lv Qinghou made her sick.

"Young Master Feng, it’s not easy to have dinner with you. Let me introduce you—this is my girlfriend, Jiang Nan."