Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God -
Chapter 664: Liu Yan’s Provocation
Chapter 664: Chapter 664: Liu Yan’s Provocation
"Xiao Liu, come over often in the future to play chess with your teacher."
"Sure, Shi Mu, I’ll definitely come often."
Liu Yan was naturally thrilled with Shi Mu’s enthusiasm. He had liked Mu Yuyan, his junior sister, not just for a year or two. The first time he saw her, he fell for her, and now with Shi Mu’s backing, his hopes were certainly high.
After seeing off Liu Yan, Mu Yuyan’s mother turned around, only to see Mu Tiantao holding two shopping bags—the very gifts that Li Feng had brought. Mu Yuyan’s mother walked straight up to him.
"You old man, you just accept gifts from anyone. Give it here, I’ll throw it in the trash."
"Even if you don’t want it, don’t waste things. Later, we can have Yuyan return them."
"Have you lost your mind, old man? You want your daughter to meet that sneaky pretty boy? Aren’t you afraid it’ll be like a meat bun beating a dog—gone and not coming back?"
Mu Yuyan’s mother huffed, "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking. You just want to see if the tea Li Feng brought is any good."
"Didn’t you hear what Xiao Liu just said? You know well what kind of person that chairman is, and yet you still expect him to bring you good tea, huh."
"Hand it over."
Mu Yuyan’s mother reached out to snatch the bags, but Mu Tiantao, faced with his assertive wife, had nothing to say. As a result, the shopping bag couldn’t withstand the tugging and ripped open, spilling the two cans of tea leaves onto the ground.
Clang.
The tea canisters shattered.
Mu Tiantao paused for a moment, then sniffed the air, "What a fragrant tea aroma."
Mu Tiantao was a tea enthusiast; his greatest love in life was tea.
"Purple Sand Pot made with old clay, and this signature—Crikey, one of the Purple Sand Seven Elders, Zhu Kexin." Mu Tiantao inspected the canisters, realizing why the smell of the tea was so rich and fragrant.
"And this tea—it’s from old trees, and not just any, but the finest quality."
Mu Tiantao took some tea leaves in his hand, examining their shape and color, feeling a sense of destroying something invaluable.
"You, you...!"
"It’s just two broken canisters. If need be, we can compensate him."
Mu Tiantao looked at his wife, "Oh, you say it’s easy. The issue is our family can’t afford it. That old tree tea Liu Yan brought over, just half a pound cost nearly a hundred thousand, and that was with connections and favors. And this quality is even better than his. Just looking at it, there must be five or six pounds at least. The tea alone could cost over a million."
"But the tea, as expensive as it is, isn’t worth as much as these two canisters. These are works from one of the Purple Sand Seven Elders. They aren’t antiques, but with this signature, if they’re authentic, they would be worth at least seven to eight hundred thousand each."
"And these items are basically priceless in the market. Judging by the aroma in the canister, it’s been used for decades. The canister has even absorbed the tea’s fragrance, and there’s not a hint of any other smell. It’s clear that from the very beginning, it’s only stored one type of tea."
"Unless we sell our house, we won’t be able to pay it off."
Mu Tiantao felt a pang of regret. As a tea enthusiast, the works of the Purple Sand Seven Elders were something he’d always wanted to collect, and they were far better than any tea set he had.
Mu Yuyan’s mother was speechless, not expecting Li Feng to give such an extravagant "investment."
"Heh, you’re at a loss for words now, huh."
At this moment, Mu Yuyan walked out from the bedroom. She had heard the quarrel between the old couple in the bedroom, but she hadn’t expected Li Feng to give such a heavy first-meeting gift.
His generosity was indeed overwhelming.
"How can you talk like that, child?"
Mu Yuyan stepped forward and took the other shopping bag. Inside it wasn’t tea leaves, but a beautifully crafted wood box. Mu Yuyan opened it right in front of her parents—inside was a set of tea utensils.
One Purple Sand Pot, four tea cups.
Mu Yuyan directly took out the Purple Sand Pot and glanced at the signature on the bottom, "This seems to be made by Zhu Kexin too. Mom, why don’t you smash this one as well? Smash it hard, and make sure not to hold back."
"Don’t!"
Mu Tiantao’s heart leapt to his throat as he watched Mu Yuyan’s careless handling; the value of the tea caddy was nothing compared to the teapot.
"Hmph, don’t think that by doing this, I’ll compromise. I’m telling you there’s no way, you are not allowed to have any more interactions with Li Feng, do you hear me?"
Mu Yuyan’s mother had no intention of compromising.
"Are you still here?"
Liu Yan walked downstairs and saw Li Feng smoking below, and immediately, a shadow fell across his face. His mother-in-law had called him over today and had said so much; it was obviously Li Feng who had bewildered his little junior sister Mu Yuyan.
If this guy really intended to persist relentlessly, and his little junior sister couldn’t withstand the "temptation," and was deceived by him.
Wouldn’t all his efforts go down the drain?
Moreover, he absolutely could not accept his little junior sister being with such scum.
Li Feng exhaled a ring of smoke and looked up at Liu Yan, who approached directly, "You aren’t waiting for me, are you?"
"What, want to warn me?"
Liu Yan puffed out his chest, eyeing Li Feng, "I’ll tell you, perhaps some people might be scared of you because of your status, but I’m not afraid of you in the slightest, and you know exactly why you’re acting all high and mighty."
"You’re nothing but a Puppet living off a woman, ha, don’t actually believe you’re the chairman of the Century Group, thinking you’re above everyone else."
"Don’t delude yourself, with me here, don’t even think about deceiving my little junior sister. Whoever she marries, it won’t be you, and not just my mother-in-law won’t agree, I won’t agree either."
Li Feng threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground and stamped it out.
"Are you done?"
"What, struck a nerve, so you’re angry now, are you thinking of hitting me? Come on, hit here."
Liu Yan taunted Li Feng.
Just then.
At the corridor entrance, seven or eight burly figures walked in, and Liu Yan let out a grunt. This Li was so sly, clearly coming prepared to deliberately corner him.
"Li, you’re despicable."
"What are you looking at? Don’t you know the saying ’a good dog doesn’t block the way’? Now, out of my way."
"It should be this building, five-oh-two."
Five-oh-two was precisely Mu Yuyan’s home.
Liu Yan, scolded, clenched his teeth and asked the men, "What do you want with 502?"
"None of your damn business, what, you know the people at 502? Is there a girl named Mu Yuyan there?"
"What are you all doing, why are you looking for Mu Yuyan?"
"Heh, seems like we’ve got the right place, we have our reasons for looking for her, but again, not your damn business, get out of the way."
The leader pushed Liu Yan by the chest, while the musclemen behind him curled their lips, laughing coldly.
Liu Yan staggered from the push.
"Don’t move, just stand there and don’t move, this doesn’t concern you two, don’t make trouble for yourself."
A bruiser, wielding a baseball bat, pointed it at Li Feng’s nose, telling him not to move.
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