Master Head of the Dragon Soul
Chapter 403 Do I Care?

Chu Feng stopped walking and said impassively, "I don't have an invitation card."

He was already doing Fang Zhong a favor by not requesting him to be his personal escort. An invitation card was something beneath him.

The security guards became more confident that the plain-looking man in front of them was only a loser trying to replace free food. They instantly changed their demeanor and snorted coldly, "You can't come in if you don't have an invitation card. Go away!"

At that moment, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked to the entrance with a sexy supermodel hugging him. The security guards bowed to him and let him in. It was totally different from how they had treated Chu Feng.

Before the middle-aged man left, he turned around and smirked disdainfully at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng frowned. "He didn't have an invitation card either. Why can he enter, but I can't?"

"Dude, are you stupid, or did you knock your head on your way here?" The security guard looked at Chu Feng as though he were an idiot. "Look at him, then look at yourself. Did you see his wristwatch? It's a Patek Philippe worth three hundred thousand dollars. Do you even need to ask him if he has an invitation? Look at yourself again. I've seen so many gatecrashers like you who want a free meal. If you don't leave, I'll make you leave!"

The security guard rolled up his sleeves and acted threateningly toward Chu Feng. Luo Gang narrowed his gaze, and his hostility was palpable.

Chu Feng looked at the security guard, feeling amused. He did not expect the lowly security guard to be so materialistic.

However, he was used to being looked down upon, and he was not going to bicker with the security guard. "Fang Zhong invited me. Give him a call and ask him to come down here to bring me upstairs," he said.

The security guard was surprised to hear that, but a second later, he doubled over in laughter as though he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.

The other security guards around him also chuckled derisively.

Fang Zhong was someone with incredible power and influence. It was an honor to be acquainted with him.

The unremarkable young man had just told them to ask Fang Zhong to greet him at the entrance. They had never seen someone so stupid and delusional. "Haha, what a joke! If you want to lie your way in, at least make it sound plausible! You might as well as the Fang patriarch to come here!"

Chu Feng nodded calmly. "Sure. Get Fang Zhentian down here."

"..."

The security guard's face froze. The people around Chu Feng stared at him, horrified. How dare he utter Mr. Fang's full name? "You're insane! Get lost now! I don't have time to deal with you," the security guard roared angrily. He did not want to court trouble. He brandished the baton equipped on his waist and waved it in front of Chu Feng as though he were using a fly swatter to shoo a fly. Luo Gang stepped forward and grabbed the baton. "Another word of disrespect and I'll kill you with a slap. Do you want to try?"

He tightened his grip, and the solid steel baton snapped into two and fell to the ground.

Chu Feng was the Dragon Soul's God of War, and he had always been a guest of honor at any national event. Luo Gang was not going to let a security guard show him disrespect at a dinner banquet. Gulp! The bodyguard gulped hard. He broke out in a cold sweat, and his knees went weak.

If Luo Gang carried out his threat, the security guard's head would go splat like a piñata.

Chu Fang waved his hand. "It's okay. We're in public now, so watch your manners."