Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 773: Threat

Chapter 773: Chapter 773: Threat

"Yes!"

When Lv Qinghou heard Cui Boyu mention the Jiang Family and saw Li Feng stop in his tracks, he went straight for the jugular, "That little bitch from the Jiang Family, she’s got the looks and the body, just a bit of a tomboy personality, but that doesn’t matter."

"Once I marry her, I’ll train her well, teach her the eighteen skills. Cousin, if you’re interested, we can share her; that little bitch just deserves it."

A sly, lewd smile appeared on Lv Qinghou’s lips. He wasn’t simply trying to provoke Li Feng; he really meant what he said.

Ended up in the hospital because of Li Feng, Lv Qinghou had suffered immensely. And the reason? It was all because that little slut Jiang Nan was messing around with Li Feng; they might have even slept together.

Lv Qinghou was never a kind-hearted man, and once he married Jiang Nan, he would surely make her pay back tenfold, a hundredfold.

Li Feng suddenly turned around, took a quick step, and like a gust of wind, appeared right in front of Lv Qinghou, "You really don’t remember the pain."

As his voice still echoed, Li Feng kicked Lv Qinghou squarely in the chest. Lv Qinghou was sent flying like a cannonball, smashing directly into a marble table laden with drinks.

Lv Qinghou lay motionless.

Li Feng turned his head to look at Cui Boyu, grabbed him by the neck with one hand, and lifted him straight off the ground.

"You touch the Jiang Family; I don’t care, but if you dare lay a finger on Jiang Nan, just try it."

Cui Boyu was purely a scion of a prestigious family, with the combat prowess of a mere peasant. His arrogance was steeped in a deep sense of superiority, simply because he was born into the authentic lineage of seven prestigious families.

These seven families had a legacy of over a thousand years, through countless dynasties. Although there had been declines during certain periods, with the changing times, these families had regrouped. Thanks to their ancestors’ glory and people tracing their origins, the prominence of these authentic lineages was revived.

With this ancestral network and the theory of lineage, the status of these seven families kept rising, securing their place as the top families in Yan Country. Members of these families were held high wherever they went.

Being held in such high regard made these scions truly feel superior.

Li Feng had lived with his grandfather for many years and heard about these seven prestigious families. But nowadays, these families were nowhere near their former glory of a thousand years; all that was left was their past glory, like clouds in the sky, truly insignificant.

The current prestige of these families was solely because others elevated them, promoting their status to showcase their own lineage, for having an illustrious ancestor brought respect.

In reality, the actual worth of these authentic families couldn’t even compare to one Century Group. Otherwise, the Cui Family wouldn’t be lunging like a mad dog, trying to tear a piece from the Century Group.

The truly top-tier families in Yan Country were those hidden major clans. Although these clans might not have had the historic splendor of the seven families, they had survived, and survival meant a continuous legacy and real substance.

Thus, Li Feng truly didn’t give a damn about these so-called seven prestigious families, these pseudo-noble families.

Zhang Chang, seeing Cui Boyu’s face turning purple, hurried forward, "Li Feng, let go, he’s going to die."

Li Feng looked at Cui Boyu whose eyes had rolled back, snorted coldly, and then tossed him aside like a rag.

"Remember what I just said. If you can’t remember, then remember the pain."

Li Feng stepped on the back of Cui Boyu’s hand, grinding it, and Cui Boyu instantly sobered up, crying out in pain.

Zhang Chang wiped his sweat as he watched from the side.

"Let’s go!"

Li Feng sharply turned and stepped away, and Zhang Chang didn’t stop him—after all, he didn’t get along with Lv Qinghou. If it weren’t for Cui Boyu, he wouldn’t have made this call to Li Feng.

After leaving the clubhouse.

Zhang Chang let out a breath, "You did have a satisfying fight, but you’ve seriously offended Cui Boyu. The Cui Family is not easy to mess with."

"Seven families, five surnames, the true orthodoxy, huh, it’s nothing but a superficial facade," Li Feng said dismissively.

"It’s not as simple as you think. Some people are just adequate for creating mess rather than achieving anything. The Seven families and five surnames themselves are only comparable to a top-tier family, but many people still back this orthodox."

"So, they still have some influence. Moreover, Century Group is a big, fat piece of meat. You are currently undergoing the delisting process. Once it’s completed, Century Group would be a ripe fruit. There are plenty of eyes on it now."

"When the time comes, I’m afraid many will use this opportunity to intervene and take their share. Cui Boyu isn’t the real problem, but if it draws in those families, then it could be troublesome."

Of course, Zhang Chang knew Cui Boyu’s background. He wasn’t completely afraid of him; it was just that without any fundamental conflict of interests, there was no need to offend. He was a second generation, and he avoided bringing trouble to his family whenever possible.

"What now, are you getting cold feet, thinking about backing out?"

Li Feng looked at Zhang Chang.

"If you want to back out, it’s fine. I have no issues here."

Cough.

Zhang Chang coughed abruptly. Backing out? That was out of the question. He had spent so much effort to earn a piece of this pie. Now that the fruit was nearly ripe, he couldn’t possibly retreat.

"I’m just warning you. If you really want to confront them head-on, I’m not afraid either. I’m standing by your side."

"Mmm-hmm."

Lv Qinghou, holding his chest, struggled to his feet and looked at the similarly disheveled Cui Boyu, "Cousin, what did I say about coming here? This Li fellow is impenetrable. You’ve seen it yourself, he doesn’t take your Cui Family seriously at all."

"He knew you were from the Seven families, five surnames, yet he disrespected you. When he said a fight, he meant it."

Cui Boyu, gritting his teeth, gazed at his swollen, trampled hand, "Li Feng, you’ve brought this upon yourself."

"Lv Qinghou, I heard that this Li has offended quite a few in Sea City."

Lv Qinghou nodded, "Yes, indeed. This Li Feng is very arrogant. Just a bastard, if he weren’t a Li, where would he get the gall?"

"The people he’s offended include some with decent power like the Dong Family of the Eight Families, Tao Sect’s Lin Family, and Jingmen’s Xu Family. As for those second and third-rate families, they are countless."

"Cousin, are you thinking of aligning with these people against Li Feng?"

Cui Boyu snorted coldly, "Hmph, since Li Feng is so unappreciative, let’s make him realize the consequences of not considering our orthodox lineage seriously."

Lv Qinghou rolled his eyes to the side, "Cousin, this Li Feng is a Li, do you have any connections with the orthodox Li Family?"

"Are you suggesting getting someone from the orthodox Li Family to straighten him out?" Cui Boyu said.

"Heh, good plan."