“Is the Fourth Prince really that impressive?”
That light, almost careless voice cut through the noise like a needle, instantly shattering the lively atmosphere.
Li Cheng’s expression darkened. He whipped his head around, scanning the surroundings as he barked, “Who? Who said that?!”
“I did,” Chu Feng replied.
With his arms folded, Chu Feng walked over at an unhurried pace. His gaze swept over Li Cheng, and a faint memory surfaced. This man was part of the capital’s circle of dandies. His name was Li Cheng. Though his family background was average, he had gained the Fourth Prince’s trust, which gave him some standing in the capital.
“Zhen… Heir Apparent Zhenbei!”
The moment Li Cheng recognized him, the arrogance on his face froze, replaced by unease.
Meanwhile, the fat man under his foot suddenly lit up with excitement. His eyes, nearly squeezed shut by fat, gleamed as he shouted, “Your Highness!”
Li Cheng steadied himself and forced a calm tone, asking, “Heir Apparent Zhenbei, what brings you here?”
Slap!
The answer was a loud, crisp strike.
Without warning, Chu Feng swung his hand. The force was so great that Li Cheng spun half a circle before crashing to the ground. Half his face swelled instantly.
Silence fell over the entire place.
Chu Feng didn’t even glance at him again. He stepped forward and helped the fat man up. This man was none other than Wang Pangzi, the young master of Wang Family Bank.
“Your Highness, why are you here?” Wang Pangzi asked excitedly, his face trembling with emotion.
Chu Feng brushed the dust off him and went straight to the point, “Do you still want to be my underling?”
“Yes! Of course I do!” Wang Pangzi nodded rapidly, his eyes filled with admiration. “Your Highness, you are the standard I aspire to in this life, the greatest example worth learning from!”
Chu Feng blinked, caught off guard, “I have anything worth learning?”
“Of course!” Wang Pangzi said sincerely. “You are the number one dandy of the Great Qian Empire! My biggest dream in this life is to follow closely in your footsteps and become the second greatest dandy in the empire!”
Chu Feng’s lips twitched. This little fatty’s way of thinking was truly… unique.
He pointed at the dazed Li Cheng on the ground and said, “If you want to be my underling, you need to show some backbone. Go… beat him up properly. My people aren’t to be bullied by anyone.”
Wang Pangzi hesitated for a moment, glancing at Li Cheng.
Chu Feng’s gaze turned indifferent, “What, don’t you dare?”
“What’s there to be afraid of!” Wang Pangzi clenched his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, and said, “Since Your Highness has spoken, if I back down today, wouldn’t I be disgracing you!”
With that, he strode toward Li Cheng aggressively.
“You dare!” Li Cheng shouted in shock and fury, roaring at his subordinates, “What are you all standing there for? Get him!”
Before they could move, Chu Feng’s cold voice echoed through the hall, “Anyone who takes a step… dies.”
Five simple words, yet they carried a chilling weight that seeped into the bones.
Li Cheng’s subordinates shuddered and instinctively stepped back several paces.
After all, this was the man who had just slaughtered Zhao Hai’s four young masters the previous night. The bloody news had already spread throughout the capital. No one dared provoke him now.
Meanwhile, Wang Pangzi had already rushed up to Li Cheng. Without any technique, he simply raised his fist and smashed it into Li Cheng’s nose. This chapter was taken from novelping(.)com without permission.
Bang!
Blood spurted out instantly.
“Bastard! You dare hit me! The Fourth Prince won’t let you off!” Li Cheng screamed, tears streaming down his face.
“The Fourth Prince, so what!” Wang Pangzi roared back, completely letting loose today as he punched and kicked wildly. “I’m not swallowing this humiliation anymore! Even if I die, I’ll make sure you know how formidable I, Wang Pangzi, am!”
He fought with all his might, yet he didn’t notice something strange… although Li Cheng kept shouting fiercely, his body remained completely still. Apart from taking the blows, he couldn’t even make the slightest move to resist.
Li Cheng himself was terrified. He wanted to fight back, wanted to dodge… but his body refused to obey. It felt as if an invisible mountain pressed down on him. Even moving a finger was impossible.
Naturally, this was Chu Feng signaling Leng Yue to suppress him with a trace of Grandmaster Realm pressure.
In no time, Li Cheng was beaten beyond recognition. His face was bruised and swollen to the point that even his own mother wouldn’t recognize him.
“Huff… huff…”
Wang Pangzi finally stopped, bending over with his hands on his knees, gasping for breath, “Damn… I didn’t think beating someone would be this exhausting!”
Chu Feng watched his exhausted state and couldn’t help thinking, This guy is even more useless than my previous self.
He walked up to Li Cheng and said coldly from above, “Go back and tell that Fourth Prince… from now on, Wang Pangzi and Wang Family Bank are under my protection. If he’s dissatisfied, he can come to Northern Suppression King’s Manor and find me anytime.”
“Scram.”
The moment the word fell, the invisible pressure vanished.
Li Cheng’s subordinates felt as though they had been granted amnesty. They hurriedly lifted him up and fled in disgrace, their faces filled with resentment and hatred.
“Thank you, Your Highness, for saving my son today. I, Wang Dafu, am deeply grateful!” At this moment, Wang Pangzi’s father, a pot-bellied middle-aged man, hurried forward and bowed deeply.
Chu Feng waved his hand dismissively, “No need. What I hate most in my life are these dandies who bully others by relying on power.”
At those words, both father and son’s lips twitched slightly. This Heir Apparent really didn’t hold back… even scolding himself without hesitation.
“No matter what, Your Highness has shown great kindness to my son today. In the future, if there is anything Wang Family Bank can assist with, please feel free to command us!” Wang Dafu said solemnly.
“Well… I actually have something I need your help with right now,” Chu Feng said, rubbing his nose a little awkwardly.
Wang Pangzi immediately thumped his chest, “Just say it, Your Highness! Climbing mountains of blades or diving into seas of fire… I might not manage that, but anything within my ability, I won’t refuse!”
“I need some money. I wonder…”
Before Chu Feng could finish, Wang Pangzi waved his hand, “I thought it was something serious! Your Highness, how much do you need?”
“A few tens of millions taels,” Chu Feng said cautiously, then quickly added, “If that’s too much, 10 million taels would also do!”
Wang Pangzi burst into laughter, “Your Highness, do you know what our family lacks the least?”
“What?”
“Money!” Wang Pangzi said proudly, then turned to his father, “Right, Dad?”
Wang Dafu laughed heartily, “Of course! Since Your Highness has asked, not to mention a few tens of millions… even 100 million taels can be prepared for you immediately!” Read the latest chapters at novelping(.)com.
Chu Feng cursed inwardly, Damn, true tycoons.
When he looked at Wang Pangzi again, his eyes were like he was staring at a walking God of Wealth.
He patted Wang Pangzi heavily on the shoulder, “You’re my man now. If anyone dares bully you, tell me… I’ll beat them up for you!”
…
Night fell, and lights began to glow across the city.
Chu Feng, accompanied by Leng Yue and his newly acquired follower Wang Pangzi, stepped into Misty Rain Pavilion.
During the day, after learning that Chu Feng needed money to attend the Auction at Misty Rain Pavilion, Wang Pangzi had insisted on coming along to broaden his horizons. For such a walking treasury, Chu Feng naturally had no reason to refuse.
“Heir Apparent Chu has arrived, please come upstairs!”
The attendant of Misty Rain Pavilion spotted him immediately and hurried over with enthusiasm, personally leading him toward the Auction hall on the third floor.
“Chu Feng!”
Just as he arrived, a voice filled with venom rang out beside him.
Chu Feng turned and saw Shen Yufeng staring at him with eyes full of hatred, as if he wanted to devour him alive.
Chu Feng glanced at him lazily, “What? Didn’t you get beaten enough yesterday?”
“Chu Feng, do you dare to fight me fairly?” Shen Yufeng gritted his teeth, forcing the words out.
“Fight?” Chu Feng chuckled as if hearing a great joke. “What’s your status? What’s mine? Are you even worthy?”
“You…”
Shen Yufeng’s face flushed red with rage, nearly choking on his own breath.
At that moment, a cold and arrogant female voice rang out, “Second Brother, you’re a 6th Grade Martial Artist. If word gets out that you challenged a cripple, wouldn’t people laugh at you for bullying the weak?”
A woman in luxurious attire stepped forward gracefully. Her bearing was elegant, and her features carried an innate nobility. The way she looked at Chu Feng was filled with disdain.
“Elder Sister!” Shen Yufeng quickly bowed.
Chu Feng glanced at the woman, and her identity surfaced in his mind.
Shen Yujiao, the eldest young lady of the Duke Shen Manor.
A renowned noble lady in the capital, ranked seventh on the Great Qian Beauty List, with countless admirers.
Shen Yujiao stopped before him, her gaze sharp as a blade, “Yesterday… you were the one who slapped my brother?”
“Yes,” Chu Feng replied without hesitation.
Her eyes turned icy. Her red lips parted slightly as she said, “A Lang… return that slap.”
Whoosh!
The moment her words fell, a black shadow shot out from behind her like a ghost. Swift as lightning, it charged straight at Chu Feng’s face with a fierce gust of wind!