Extraordinary Soldier King in the City-Chapter 585 Scared to Death

"Spare his life!"

The voice was loud and clear, full of confidence.

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng was slightly startled, then immediately turned his head toward the direction the voice came from.

At the office door, two figures had appeared.

One of them was the personal attendant who had just run out to call for help.

The other was a middle-aged man in a white short-sleeved shirt.

The middle-aged man wasn’t particularly handsome, nor ugly; he could only be described as average.

With a square face, short hair, thick eyebrows, and not particularly large eyes that nonetheless were very expressive.

Such a middle-aged man, if placed on the street, would likely go unnoticed, being very ordinary.

However, Chen Feng slightly frowned upon seeing the middle-aged man.

Because this man was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.

Chen Feng sensed an energy hidden within the body of the middle-aged man.

That energy was none other than the foundation of an Ancient Martial Cultivator—True Qi!

This middle-aged man actually possessed True Qi.

So it seemed he, too, was an Ancient Martial Cultivator!

Although the middle-aged man’s realm was only at the Yellow Rank Middle Stage. freewēbnoveℓ.com

This still led Chen Feng to sigh inwardly.

Qinghua Association really was the foremost of Coastal’s top three gangs.

That just an East City Branch could invite a Yellow Rank Middle Stage expert to assist was not something ordinary gangs could achieve!

Accompanied by his personal attendant, the middle-aged man entered the office.

Du Feihu, who was in a state of desperation, suddenly brightened up upon seeing this, and his face was immediately filled with excited joy.

"Mr. Wang, you’ve finally arrived. If you hadn’t come soon, I would have lost my life!"

Du Feihu, looking at the middle-aged man, shouted with great excitement.

It was as if he had seen a great savior.

"Deputy Leader Du, I apologize for the scare!"

The middle-aged man looked at Du Feihu, smiled slightly, and said.

Although the middle-aged man’s attitude towards Du Feihu appeared polite, it lacked the respect that other gang members showed to Du Feihu.

However, Du Feihu didn’t mind this at all.

As the Deputy Leader, he was well aware of the middle-aged man’s identity!

An Ancient Martial Cultivator like the middle-aged man was not only an exceptional existence in the East City Branch but even within the Qinghua Association’s headquarters, he would not be bound by any of the higher-ups, only answering to the President of the Qinghua Association!

Therefore, even though Du Feihu was the Deputy Leader, he had no authority over the middle-aged man.

"Mr. Wang, please save me; this man wants to kill me!"

Du Feihu pointed at Chen Feng, looking at the middle-aged man, and pleaded for help.

"Rest assured, Deputy Leader Du, with me, Wang Dong, here today, not a single hair on your head will be harmed!"

Wang Dong smiled faintly, speaking calmly.

Saying this, he stepped forward, placing himself in front of Du Feihu, then looked at Chen Feng and said lightly, "Young man, one should be forgiving where possible. Isn’t such relentless pursuit to kill a bit too excessive?"

"And who might you be?"

Chen Feng looked at Wang Dong and asked indifferently.

"Someone you can never afford to provoke!"

Wang Dong puffed out his chest and said arrogantly.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Chen Feng shook his head and couldn’t help but laugh.

A Yellow Rank Middle Stage actually dared to boast so brazenly; how ridiculous!

"Young man, you seem to have some strength, but there are many people in this world who are stronger than you, like me!"

"Ants like you, I really don’t care to lift a hand against!"

"I’m giving you a way out now, cut off your own arm with the knife in your hand, then leave immediately."

"That way, I can spare your life, otherwise, I won’t mind sending you to hell with a palm strike!"

Wang Dong squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Feng with an arrogant face.

Wang Dong’s words were nothing if not arrogant.

And he indeed had the capital to be arrogant; after all, ancient martial cultivators were exceedingly rare in the Mortal World.

Even if there were those who managed to break through to Yellow Rank Early Stage, advancing further was even more difficult.

For Wang Dong to have reached Yellow Rank Middle Stage in his middle age indicated he did possess some talent.

Unfortunately, he was showing off to the wrong person!

"Are you so sure that you can finish me off with one palm?"

Chen Feng asked with a light smile.

"Heh, to deal with an ant like you, one palm is enough!"

Wang Dong smirked dismissively.

"Mr. Wang, stop wasting words on him and just strike him down!"

Du Feihu interjected from the side.

Although Chen Feng had previously demonstrated impressive strength, Du Feihu still had strong confidence in Wang Dong.

Because he knew Wang Dong was an ancient martial cultivator.

In front of an ancient martial cultivator, everything else is insignificant.

Even if Chen Feng was formidable, Du Feihu still believed Wang Dong could crush Chen Feng!

"Since Deputy Leader Du has spoken, I’ll give Deputy Leader Du face, then!"

Wang Dong smiled lightly, then looked at Chen Feng disdainfully, "Young man, your last chance to live is gone! Even though killing an ant like you will dirty my hands, since our Deputy Leader has spoken, I can only put an end to you with a palm, prepare to die!"

With that, Wang Dong extended his right palm and charged toward Chen Feng.

This was no ordinary palm strike.

His hand was enveloped in True Qi, rendering the strike lethal; a normal person would have no doubt met their death upon impact.

Wang Dong was fast, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to Chen Feng’s side, raising his palm to strike at Chen Feng’s crown.

Upon seeing this, the corners of Chen Feng’s mouth hooked.

Following that, a powerful True Qi fluctuation emanated from inside Chen Feng.

The emergence of this True Qi fluctuation made Wang Dong, who was about to strike, widen his eyes suddenly, and his complexion changed drastically.

"Xuan... A Xuan Rank expert!"

Wang Dong stuttered in fright, then hastily withdrew his hand and retreated several steps back from Chen Feng, stopping only after putting some distance between them.

"You... you’re actually a Xuan Rank expert!"

Wang Dong stopped, staring at Chen Feng with a face full of shock.

"You’re not too foolish, are you?"

Chen Feng’s mouth curled slightly, and he spoke with a faint smile.

"How... how is this possible, a Xuan Rank expert who looks barely over twenty years old, how could this be!"

Wang Dong shook his head, speaking in disbelief.

Because it was truly unimaginable.

In today’s Mortal World, where spiritual energy was scarce, someone like him who could step into Yellow Rank Middle Stage before the age of fifty was already considered to have decent talent.

Some cultivators could spend their entire lives just hovering at Yellow Rank Early Stage.

Yet Chen Feng had reached Xuan Rank Early Stage in his early twenties.

This was something Wang Dong wouldn’t dare dream of.

But the energy fluctuation he just felt from Chen Feng was indeed what only a Xuan Rank expert could possess.

This made Wang Dong momentarily unable to accept.

He couldn’t believe that all of this was real.

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