Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 793

Chapter 793: 793

"Uncle, you really don’t think highly of me!"

Wang Tiandao let out a snort.

"Li Feng, a layman is truly out of his depth in another’s profession. I must admit you are indeed very brilliant when it comes to handling matters at Century Group. Playing some people like a fiddle, causing Century Group to delist, break up, and repackage—what you did was astonishing."

"I also concede that you, as Huacheng’s financier, do indeed have a zest for life, but having money doesn’t represent status, and it doesn’t represent power—understand?"

Wang Tiandao simply couldn’t stand Li Feng, likely a sentiment shared by fathers all around the world, especially when faced with a pig yearning to dig into one’s own cabbage patch.

Li Feng listened to Wang Tiandao’s lecture, and when Wang Tiandao finished, he lifted his head to look at him.

"I will come out on top at this National Martial Arts Tournament. As for what you’ve said about money not representing power and status—"

"Heh, if it doesn’t, then there’s only one reason—that I don’t have enough money yet."

Having said his piece, Li Feng stood up.

"Uncle, I’m going to see Jin’er."

Wang Tiandao felt annoyed by Li Feng’s lack of manners and abrupt departure, even his Qi Cultivation skills couldn’t help him suppress that anger.

"You damned boy, so full of yourself. Although I don’t know why you’re so set on participating in this National Martial Arts Tournament, dreaming of coming out on top—go dream on."

Wang Tiandao’s only desire right now was to knock down Li Feng’s high and mighty attitude. The kid had grown too arrogant. What’s wrong with marrying into the Wang family? Instead, he’s causing all this trouble.

You really think you could overshadow the Wang Family.

"What are you arguing with my dad about now?"

Wang Jin’er was also getting a headache.

"I haven’t been arguing. It’s just that no matter what I do, your dad always has to oppose me. He’s really an old antiquarian."

Li Feng, drawing in Wang Jin’er’s delicate fragrance, began to get restless. Due to Wang Tiandao, the couple hadn’t had a proper moment together since coming back from Jin City.

Li Feng reached out to pull Wang Jin’er into an embrace by her slender waist, but she knocked his hand away.

"Stop it, my dad’s still in the study."

Wang Jin’er twisted her body and sat down on a chair beside her, cheeks slightly tinged with red. Truth be told, she missed Li Feng too, but her father’s control over her had grown ever stricter.

"Are you really going to participate in that National Martial Arts Tournament?"

Wang Jin’er couldn’t make heads or tails of it. Although Li Feng had sold Century Group, he hadn’t sold all of it. Not every part of Century Group was profitable; there were loss-making ventures, like Century Heavy Industry and Century Shipyard.

In her view, after dealing with most of the burdens within Century Group, Li Feng should have reorganized his resources and made his mark in the business world, especially since he still had an enormous cash flow after selling Century Group.

Money sitting in an account is bound to depreciate.

But inexplicably, Li Feng decided to participate in this National Martial Arts Tournament, something completely unrelated to his line of business, which is probably why her father had given Li Feng a talking-to.

"Yep."

"Because of a personal interest?"

Wang Jin’er sneakily glanced at Li Feng, knowing full well he was highly skilled, obviously having trained in martial arts from a young age, so his interest in joining the Martial Arts Tournament wasn’t hard to comprehend.

"To find someone."

Li Feng didn’t want to keep secrets from Wang Jin’er.

"To find someone?"

Wang Jin’er looked at Li Feng with a puzzled expression.

"My mother!"

In Li Feng’s eyes a hazy figure flickered. It had been so long that he could hardly remember his mother’s face.

"Ah, but didn’t Auntie pass away?" Wang Jin’er knew.

Li Feng shook his head, "I believe she is still alive. It was my grandfather who said she had passed away, but I remember my mother suddenly disappearing from my side."

Wang Jin’er’s eyes flickered as she looked at Li Feng, "But what does that have to do with participating in the National Martial Arts Tournament?"

"My mother very likely comes from a hidden martial sect, and only by finishing in the top ten of this tournament will I have a chance to come into contact with these hidden sects."

"The National Martial Arts Tournament is held once every ten years. I have waited a long time for this day, and if I miss it, that’s another ten years."

Wang Jin’er had obviously not expected this inside story. She stood up from her chair and hugged Li Feng, "I support you."

"Cough, cough."

At that moment, a coughing sound came from the yard.

Wang Jin’er’s face flushed red as she let go of Li Feng, "Keep it up, I’ll always support you."

Li Feng nodded. With Wang Tiandao around, even if Li Feng wanted, he wouldn’t have been able to do more. After chatting with Wang Jin’er a bit more, Li Feng got up and left the Wang Family mansion.

After returning home, he rested up for the night. The next day, the first day of July arrived.

Li Feng directly drove to Hai City Port Pier.

According to the requirements of the National Martial Arts Tournament, the first round of the selection would take place on an island, so they needed to reach Hai City Port Pier before nine o’clock in the morning and board a cruise ship using their Identity Token.

Li Feng parked his car near the pier and as he got out, he encountered a group of people alighting from a bus parked in the opposite space.

"It’s you!"

Enemies often cross paths, a petite and pretty girl recognized Li Feng from the crowd, and her eyes shot fire.

"Sister, what’s the matter?"

"Sister, do you know him?"

The Martial Arts Academy Disciples standing beside the pretty girl looked up at Li Feng, sizing him up with eyes that showed a hint of hostility.

This charming beauty stepped forward directly towards Li Feng and said through gritted teeth.

"Do you remember me? I haven’t forgotten the grudge from last time. Are you here to participate in the National Martial Arts Tournament as well?"

The charming girl was Shi Xiaowan from the Extreme Martial Arts Hall. As for her enmity with Li Feng, it started when the Wang Family was seeking bodyguards. Wang Yangming introduced them to serve as bodyguards for the Wang Family, only to have their opportunity spoiled by this "son-in-law" of the Wang Family.

The worst part was, this jerk knocked her to the ground and even knocked her out, which was a huge embarrassment for their martial arts hall.

Shi Xiaowan was one who always remembered her grudges.

"Sister, is it this guy who bullied you? Hmph, dare to bully my sister, doesn’t he have a mirror to reflect on his own lack of weight?"

A muscle-bound man standing over six feet tall clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking, and he looked at Li Feng with malice.

Their sister was the treasure of the academy, the goddess in their hearts.

Anyone who dared to dishonor her was an enemy of everyone in the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

Li Feng raised his eyes to glance at the impolite Disciples and scoffed dismissively, his gaze flicking over Shi Xiaowan.

"Miss, you’ve got the wrong person. Also, the next time you want to hit on someone, don’t bring a bunch of pig teammates."

With that, Li Feng turned and walked away.

"Hey, who are you calling pig teammates? Stop right there."

A Martial Arts Academy Disciple reached out to grab Li Feng’s shoulder, but in that instant, Li Feng suddenly countered by grabbing the assailant’s wrist and stepping back, his elbow jabbing right into the guy’s ribs.

"Ugh!"

The burly Disciple immediately clutched his side, his face contorted in pain.

"Fuck, you dare challenge us?"

Seeing this, the other Martial Arts Academy Disciples surrounded Li Feng on the spot, "You’re not leaving today unless you make yourself clear."