Master Head of the Dragon Soul
Chapter 569 Master Lu

"I have no interest in knowing who your father is. But let me warn you if you don't apologize within three seconds, I'll send you to your ancestors!" Yang Jingyu's voice was devoid of any emotion, his tone incredibly indifferent. It left no doubt that taking a life was as casual to him as squashing an ant. In truth, for someone like Yang Jingyu, who had experienced numerous battles, it was the case.

Hu Jie's eye sockets twitched uncontrollably, and his previous arrogance vanished.

As soon as the words left Yang Jingyu's lips, a cold muzzle was pressed against Hu Jie's forehead, and a chilling countdown began, "Three, two, one!" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I was wrong, I'm a scum!"

Terrified, Hu Jie immediately dropped to his knees in front of Ye Qingrou's tombstone, apologizing profusely and begging for forgiveness.

He resembled a frightened little chick.

A hint of disdain flitted across Lu Wen's pretty face, clearly showing her contempt for Hu Jie's cowardice. She glanced at the bodyguards surrounding her and said, "Take care of it!"

A few bodyguards stepped forward aggressively, brandishing steel pipes, machetes, and various weapons.

However, before they could make a move, a group of a dozen men dressed in black suddenly appeared out of nowhere. They held black guns pointed directly at the heads of the bodyguards. It was a covert arrangement by Yang Jingyu to protect themselves and their companions.

"Who are you?"

Lu Wen's face changed instantly, and her pupils contracted like needles.

The bodyguards were also filled with terror as they looked at the imposing figures dressed in black, their guns at the ready, not far away. Their gazes rested on Chu Feng's tall and upright figure. They were not fools. Being protected by these iron-willed individuals who carried firearms, they knew that they were facing something far from ordinary.

As the events unfolded, the most chilling aspect was that throughout the entire altercation, Chu Feng remained calm and focused, attending to the weeds in front of the tombstone as if they were mere air. Not once did they catch a glimpse of Chu Feng's face.

Who was this person? What made him so untouchable?

For the first time, Lu Wen felt a sense of panic and powerlessness creeping in.

"We are acting on the orders of Yenching's Sirius Society, under the leadership of Master Lu, to select a cemetery with good fortune for him," she said, gritting her teeth and proudly proclaiming her family name, attempting to draw strength from her affluent background. "You should all be well aware of the influence the Sirius Society holds in Yenching's underground world, and the influential figure is Master Lu." "No matter what connections or background you may have, let me give you a word of advice. Don't stir up trouble!"

Yang Jingyu frowned, a hint of fear flickering across his face.

So, they were from the Lu family of the Sirius Society!

Master Lu, the godfather of Yenching's underground world, was the leader of the Sirius Club.

He controlled the underground forces in Yenching City and its surrounding areas, with a following of 30,000 disciples. His domain encompassed profitable ventures such as casinos, entertainment centers, real estate, hotels, and the trade of jade and antiques. His net worth had reached a staggering 100 billion dollars.

Moreover, Master Lu had established connections with numerous high-ranking officials and wealthy families in Yenching, forming an extensive network of resources. It was rumored that the influential "Nine Thousand Years of Wumeng" was also backing him, lending him immeasurable prestige. In Yenching City, it was said that the Lu family held sway.

Even someone like Yang Jingyu, the commander of the Yenching war zone and a powerful lieutenant general, had to give him face.

Master Lu was an indisputable figure.

"Hu Jie, whom you injured earlier is the second-in-command of the Sirius Club, Hu Hao's son. If you don't want to provoke the Sirius Club and Master Lu, I suggest you let him go."

"I offer you a chance to save yourselves, so stop being shameless!"

Lu Wen launched a combination of attacks, fully aware of the immense power wielded by Master Lu of the Sirius Society. With each passing moment, her pride grew stronger, expecting Chu Feng to tremble with fear, beg for mercy, and express gratitude for the lifeline she dangled before him.

However...

Chu Feng remained unfazed, meticulously tending to the weeds in front of Ye Qingrou's tomb without so much as a glance in her direction. It was as if she didn't exist.

Lu Wen's eyes twitched with anger. She had never met someone so audacious and unyielding. This level of arrogance was beyond anything she had ever witnessed.