Volume One, Chapter 12: Please, Mr. Chen, Enter the Venue

“Good grandson, Grandpa is here!”
“You… you’re taking advantage of me?”
“You wanted me to call you that, so I had no choice but to be your grandpa!”
“Just you wait!”

With that, Cheng Sanfei climbed into his Ferrari sports car. Then he stuck his head out and called, “Aunt Su Ruyan, get in!”

This guy’s Ferrari was a custom edition, with not only front seats but also three seats in the back—very luxurious.

“All right!”
Su Xuemei immediately responded and helped Liu Ruyan into the car.

“Mom, wait a moment. I need to talk to Brother Feng first!”
Liu Ruyan shook off Su Xuemei and walked over to Chen Feng, pulling him aside.

“Ruyan, you have to trust me. Whatever Cheng Sanfei can give you, I can give you too; whatever he can’t do, I can!”

Chen Feng was at a loss for how to explain himself to Liu Ruyan, especially since revealing his true identity wasn’t an option. If not for that, would Cheng Sanfei still be alive today?

Chen Feng was from the imperial capital, but his master had once mentioned that among the martial artists involved in the downfall of the Chen family, their reach was vast, scattered across the entire country—including Xin Hai city!

That was why Chen Feng had to keep a low profile, lest he alert the enemy.

“Enough with that. Can you agree to one last thing for me?” Liu Ruyan interrupted, asking.

“Except for letting me leave Xin Hai, I can agree to anything else,” Chen Feng said, already guessing what Liu Ruyan wanted to say and preemptively shutting down her request to let him leave.

“Aren’t you afraid of dying? Have you thought about your master and mistress? If something happens to you, how heartbroken they’d be.”

Liu Ruyan only knew about Chen Feng’s master and mistress; she didn’t know about his senior sister, because when she had gone to Tianshan for treatment back then, Chen Feng’s senior sisters were away.

“I’m afraid of dying, but I won’t die,” Chen Feng said confidently.

“I beg you, please leave Xin Hai. It’s my last request!” Liu Ruyan’s tears streamed down her face as she looked at Chen Feng, her eyes full of hope.

“I won’t have any problems. Why should I leave Xin Hai?”

“If I leave Xin Hai, then you’ll marry trash like Cheng Sanfei. Would you be willing to?”

As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, Liu Ruyan answered firmly, “I’m willing. Can you go now?”

Liu Ruyan’s response left Chen Feng speechless and bewildered.

Clap, clap, clap!

At that moment, Cheng Sanfei got out of the car and enthusiastically applauded as he approached.

He grabbed Liu Ruyan’s waist, “Kid, did you hear that? Ruyan is willing to marry me, the young master. Are you going to give up now?”

After speaking, Cheng Sanfei shamelessly kissed Liu Ruyan on the cheek and pulled her into the car.

Liu Ruyan slowly turned to look at Chen Feng, tears flowing endlessly. At this moment, she was probably more heartbroken and miserable than anyone else.

Chen Feng said nothing, only silently watching them leave.

Swish, swish, swish…

Not long after Cheng Sanfei left, ten men dressed in suits suddenly appeared from all directions, arriving before Chen Feng.

Thud!

All ten knelt simultaneously, “Greetings, master!”

Chen Feng glanced at them and asked, “Have you mistaken me for someone else? I am not your master.”

All ten martial artists were quite formidable, all at the Martial Master level.

The martial ranks from lowest to highest were: Martial Worker, Martial Disciple, Martial Master, Great Martial Master, and Grandmaster...

Reaching the Martial Master level was already impressive, placing them among experts.

“You are not mistaken. You are Chen Feng, the behind-the-scenes chairman of Qingcheng Group. You are our master!” one Martial Master spoke up.

“Are you people associated with my third senior sister, Murong Lan?” Chen Feng inquired.

“Yes, master. From today, we serve only you and obey your orders alone!”

“What are your names?”

“Master, I am Chen Yi, she is Chen Er… Chen San… Chen Shi!”

Their names were likely given by Murong Lan, all sharing Chen Feng’s surname.

Chen Feng nodded, waved his hand, and ten black pills floated before them. “Take these pills back and swallow them. When you reach the Great Martial Master level, come find me again. None of my subordinates shall be weak.”

After speaking, Chen Feng stood with his hands behind his back, took a step, appearing a hundred meters away, took another step, and vanished from their sight.

“Oh my... Master’s power is terrifying. Is this instantaneous movement?” Chen Yi wiped his eyes in shock.

Evening fell.

At Qingcheng Group’s Xin Hai headquarters, a large number of guests arrived, entering the grand hall after showing their invitations.

Senior executives of Xin Hai’s major companies, the city’s prominent families, and various government law enforcement agencies were all present.

It could be said that this welcome banquet hosted by Qingcheng Group had gathered all the influential figures of Xin Hai, spanning politics and business.

“Ruyan, luckily you chose Young Master Cheng. Otherwise, our Liu family wouldn’t even have the qualification to enter Qingcheng Group!”

After passing through the gate by showing their card, Su Xuemei glanced at Liu Ruyan and said this.

Thanks to Cheng Sanfei, they were able to enter the venue without an invitation, proving his influence.

“That’s right. If Ruyan had chosen that trash Chen Feng, we wouldn’t even get through the front door, let alone secure the West Suburb development project for the Liu family!” Cheng Sanfei said.

As he spoke, Liu Ruyan looked back toward the entrance, where Chen Feng was striding toward them.

Cheng Sanfei turned around, surprised that Chen Feng dared to come to the event, immediately blocking his way. “Yo, Chen Feng, you’re really bold. A rustic villager like you dares to attend Qingcheng Group’s welcome party?”

Chen Feng smiled, “I actually wanted not to come, but if I don’t come, this event can’t go on!”

“Pfft! You think you’re the chairman or something? Impersonating him all the way into Qingcheng Group?”

With that, Cheng Sanfei waved to over a dozen security guards at the gate, who immediately stepped forward.

“Young Master Cheng, any orders?” the guards respectfully asked.

Cheng Sanfei had spent a fortune at Qingcheng Group and had good relations with many people, so he was well respected.

Cheng Sanfei pointed at Chen Feng, “See this guy? He claims to be the behind-the-scenes chairman of Qingcheng Group. You better keep your eyes open and don’t let this trash in!”

The security captain immediately drew his stun baton and aimed it at Chen Feng. “Kid, get lost now. Dare to impersonate the chairman and I’ll kill you!”

Chen Feng didn’t get angry; he just shook his head and sighed, “As security guards of Qingcheng Group, if you listen to the word of a dog and block the chairman, you should think about the consequences!”

“The consequences? Get lost now, or I’ll beat you to death if you keep talking!” The captain was arrogant, proud to show off in front of Cheng Sanfei.

“You don’t have the qualifications to tell me to leave!” Chen Feng naturally would not back down.

Qingcheng Group was his company; being kicked out by his own security guards would be a huge joke.

“Damn, you’re pretty arrogant. Get him, beat him to death!”

The captain roared in anger, waving his hand, and charged at Chen Feng with his men, stun batons ready.

At that moment, Murong Lan emerged from inside, shouting, “Stop!”

Then, dressed in a tight cheongsam, Murong Lan strode forward and slapped the security captain heavily. “You’re all fired. Get out immediately!”

In the stunned eyes of everyone present, Murong Lan took an action no one expected.

She walked up to Chen Feng, bowed respectfully at a ninety-degree angle, and said, “I failed to discipline properly and caused Mr. Chen embarrassment. Please forgive me, Mr. Chen.”

After the bow, Murong Lan stepped aside and gestured politely, “Please, Mr. Chen, enter the venue.”