Master Head of the Dragon Soul
Chapter 558 Yang Jingyu's Arrival

The Zhou family banquet was pin-drop silent.

The Zhou family's children and all the present guests were left in a state of shock, staring blankly at Zhou Lie's family.

Even Mr. Zhou became cautious, wearing a smile on his face as he greeted the guests.

"Li Hongtu, a billionaire, Ma Sanyuan, the leader of Jiangling, and Tang Weiguo, Fang Zhentian, two highly respected old generals..."

Each of them was a prominent figure, a towering presence that commanded respect. These were individuals whose seniority and status would make it difficult for them to even meet, let alone be invited to celebrate a birthday with such important gifts.

And who was behind all of this? The much-ridiculed third child of the Zhou family?

Was this the same person who was once the laughingstock, the jokester?

All eyes were fixed on Zhou Lie, who was engaged in a pleasant conversation with Li Hongtu and the other influential figures of high standing.

Shock, envy, doubt, resentment...

An array of emotions flooded the room, leaving everyone feeling immensely embarrassed and ashamed.

They realized that the ones who had been the laughingstock and mockery were none other than themselves!

Observing Zhou Lie, Zhou Yang, Zhou Wen, and other family members proudly flaunting themselves, they now wore gloomy expressions that reeked of embarrassment.

Though the guests they had invited were of some value, in comparison to Li Hongtu and the others, they were unfit for the grand occasion.

In this awkward atmosphere, they could not help but feel as though the gazes of the guests were invisible slaps, striking their faces repeatedly, resounding with a deafening crack!

"What's the big deal? Even if Zhou Lie invites more wealthy and influential individuals, so what? This is still the Zhou family in Yanjing, and it's not his place to show off his power here!"

Zhou Yang clenched his teacup tightly, his hands trembling as he reluctantly said, "Even if Zhou Lie is more charming, his son is nothing but a bastard, a worthless person who doesn't even dare to show himself during the meeting!"

Their hopes of attacking Zhou Lie had been in vain. They quickly shifted their focus to Chu Feng, who had no notable achievements.

This illegitimate child of unknown origins and humble background naturally became the target of their dissatisfaction and a means for them to flaunt their superiority.

"That's right! Zhou Yao is the future elite of the Zhou family and the hope for our family's future! Zhou Lie is just a passing moment, and we still don't know who will have the last laugh." Yu Hui held her head high and puffed out her chest, her face brimming with pride.

"Did he think that by inviting a few influential figures, the old man would think of him highly and allow his adopted son, a bastard, to enter our family's lineage and become the third generation in power? Haha, what a joke! A bastard will always be a bastard and can never become a force to be reckoned with."

"Son, it's up to you, along with your dad and your uncles and aunts." Zhou Wen patted Zhou Yao's shoulder earnestly, filled with pride and seriousness.

He believed that given another ten years, his son would surely make a remarkable achievement and rise to great heights.

By that time, people like Li Hongtu and Ma Sanyuan would be long gone, while old figures like Tang Weiguo and Fang Zhentian would have turned to dust. Why should Zhou Lie even compare himself to him? What was there to compare?

"Don't worry, Dad. I won't let you down."

Being praised by several elders of the Zhou family, Zhou Yao felt overwhelmed with confidence. Naturally, he saw himself as a savior or something similar.

With his head held high, making his military uniform shine brighter, he looked at the guests in the room, clenched his fists, and said with determination, "It's a pity that my foster father is still on duty elsewhere. Otherwise, if he were here, he would shock everyone and put Zhou Lie in his place, how could he show off his power and arrogance here."

Zhou Yang and the others nodded in agreement, filled with emotions.

If General Yang Jingyu were present, how could someone like Zhou Lie be allowed to run rampant and act arrogantly?

Zhou Wen furrowed his brow, contemplating whether he should call Yang Jingyu and ask him to send an adjutant or a secretary to crush the arrogance of Zhou Lie's family and support him.

Just as he was pondering, another voice, filled with excitement, sounded from outside the door. The voice seemed hoarse from being overly excited, "The President of Yenching, Yang Jingyu, General Yang is here!"