Master Head of the Dragon Soul
Chapter 549 He Can Be My Driver

Having thought of an idea, he smiled curiously.

"Okay, you should stop worrying about tomorrow and get some rest. Just wait and see what happens," Chu Feng said and playfully slapped Zhou Ying's bouncy butt. Zhou Ying's face turned red, and she threatened to complain to Yun Muqing.

Chu Feng went to Zhou Lie and extinguished his pipe. The latter cursed under his breath and went to sleep.

After everyone else was gone from the garden, Chu Feng mumbled to himself, "What's the number to the Yenching military region headquarters again?"

He thought for a while and entered a string of numbers in his phone.

The call was soon picked up. "Passphrase?" a voice said coldly.

"The lush mountains bury loyal bones. The warriors' souls stay vigilant."

The voice on the other end of the call became gentler. "Name and designation?"

"Xi Ye Dragon Soul Warlord, 00001, Chu Feng," Chu Feng said while tapping his fingers.

Chu Feng heard a crash as though the person had knocked something over. "Dragon Lord!" the person exclaimed respectfully.

"Dragon Lord, the entire Yenching military region is yours to command."

"Spare me the formalities. I only need a small favor this time. I've heard that Yang Jingyu is the leader of the military region now, isn't he?"

"Yes, Dragon Lord, but he's currently in a meeting abroad now. You might..."

"Tell him to come back," Chu Feng's tone was casual, yet there was an indisputable sense of authority. "I need a driver tomorrow. Tell him to come over to my house and drive for me." "Huh?" The other person was confused. He could not believe Chu Feng wanted the leader of a military region to be a driver.

"Is there a problem?" Chu Feng asked.

"No, not at all! We will immediately contact General Yang!"

Chu Feng ended the call. He stared at the starry night sky and grinned.

The godson of Yang Jingyu, you say? I wonder how that guy will react when he sees his godfather become my driver tomorrow!

He was looking forward to the gathering.

It was a sunny day the next day.

The Zhou family's ancestral residence was located in a prime residential area within downtown Yenching.

At the peak of its power three hundred years ago, the family had purchased the residence from a disgraced noble. Not only was the residence classic yet extravagant, but it also had an expansive garden with imitation geological features.

Such classic residences were very rare in the modern age. There were only less than a hundred in the entire world, and the garden itself was worth two billion dollars.

For the Zhou family in decline, that was the only thing they had to prove their status.

There was a double celebration at the residence today. Not only was it the annual family gathering, but it was also Grandmaster Zhou's 80th birthday.

Relatives and descendants of the Zhou family converged upon the ancestral residence from all over the world. Other than celebrating Grandmaster Zhou's birthday, they also made business deals with each other. Of course, the main reason for the gathering was to flaunt their wealth and connections.

The ancestral residence was already very crowded at eight o'clock in the morning.

Luxury cars arrived one after another. Guests dressed in expensive clothing and bearing lavish gifts stepped out of the cars. It was a dazzling sight.

Standing at the front gate was a young man in a military uniform. At a glance, one could tell he was someone extraordinary.

He was none other than Zhou Yao, the only son of Second Uncle Zhou Wen!