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Chapter 158: Wang Yifeng_1
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Chapter 158: Chapter 158: Wang Yifeng_1

"Master Zhang, that brat Ye Fei is too arrogant, he must be properly punished!"

At the Xiao Family residence, Xiao Feng looked at Zhang Shunlong, who was seated at the head of the table, and spoke with resentment. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Naturally, but I didn’t expect the Ancient Martial Arts Association to protect that kid to this extent, making it difficult for my Shenyou Palace to act..."

Zhang Shunlong sighed.

Xiao Feng became anxious and quickly said:

"Is there really no one who can deal with this kid? He’s too rampant!"

"Of course not," Zhang Shunlong waved his hand, "I’ve already contacted this year’s championship favorite, a genius from the Xuan Yuan Sect. He has promised me that he will not go easy on Ye Fei and will make sure he dies on the stage."

As he spoke, a vicious gleam shone in Zhang Shunlong’s eyes.

Ye Fei!

To kill two of his disciples and yet still roam free...

Where would that leave the face of his Shenyou Palace?

"That kid from Xuan Yuan Sect is very strong, and I’ve also given him a pill that can briefly enhance his strength. Having accepted my favor, he must do this for me!"

"It’s just..."

Zhang Shunlong hesitated, casting a look at the members of the Xiao Family.

Xiao Zhengyan quickly said, "Master Zhang, please speak freely about any difficulty. As long as the Xiao Family can do it, we won’t refuse!"

"Good," Zhang Shunlong smiled and responded:

"That pill used many rare ingredients of mine, and I don’t ask for much in return, just to make up for this loss."

Xiao Feng was startled; it turned out that money was being requested!

"As far as I know, the Xiao Family has made quite a profit lately from the beauty pills I developed. The sum I’m asking isn’t large, just this much."

Saying that, Zhang Shunlong raised his right hand and gestured a number to everyone.

"This..." Xiao Zhengyan looked at the number Zhang Shunlong had indicated and gritted his teeth.

"The Xiao Family owes its success to Master Zhang. Rest assured, I will gather this sum as quickly as possible."

Zhang Shunlong chuckled and leaned back in his chair, saying, "Then it’s a win-win for us."

"Of course..." Xiao Zhengyan hastily offered an appeasing smile.

Elsewhere.

After a severe beating from his father, Qian Mingjie drove to a high-end residential area.

Glaring at his bruises, Qian Mingjie clenched his teeth.

"Ye Fei, you bastard, I, Qian Mingjie, won’t consider myself a man if I don’t kill you!"

Soon, he arrived at the residential area and waited alone in front of a luxuriously decorated villa.

After a long while, the door finally opened, and an indifferent-looking woman emerged.

"Are you Qian Mingjie, here to see Master Wang?"

Qian Mingjie nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes, yes, is Master Wang here?"

"He is, go to the study. Master Wang is waiting for you there."

The woman said, stepping aside to let him enter.

Qian Mingjie thanked her repeatedly and quickly walked in.

Arriving at the study, Qian Mingjie knocked on the door: "Master Wang, are you there? It’s Qian Mingjie, we had previously agreed."

After a while, a man’s voice came from inside: "Come in."

Gently pushing open the door, Qian Mingjie walked in.

Behind the desk sat a man in a green shirt.

His appearance was striking and elegant, his black hair moving without wind, his presence was extraordinary!

Qian Mingjie looked around, did not find a chair to sit, so he stood and said:

"Master Wang."

The man’s real name was Wang Yifeng, and he was now in the ninth rank of the Houtian level.

Reaching such a level before the age of thirty, he was destined to forge a Master’s position in the future.

Qian Mingjie referred to him in this way to elevate his status a bit, to make negotiations smoother.

Wang Yifeng was holding a brush, practicing calligraphy.

Not until the last stroke was placed did he slowly put down the brush, turning his gaze to Qian Mingjie.

"What is it?"

Qian Mingjie hurriedly compensated with a smirk, "Master Wang, I have a request for this visit. I want you to kill someone during the Qianyuan Great Competition."

"Kill someone?" Wang Yifeng’s eyebrows raised, intrigued. "Let’s hear it."

Qian Mingjie nodded and recounted the previous events from the beginning.

"This Ye Fei is too arrogant, even considering the championship of the Qianyuan Competition as if it were already his, showing no regard for Master Wang."

"Even if not for me, for the sake of your reputation, this man must die!"

Qian Mingjie spoke with hatred, but his words did not stir even a ripple on Wang Yifeng’s calm face.

After a while, he finally spoke:

"What exactly has this man done that is so heinous that one after another come to me asking for his death?"

"Someone else wants to kill Ye Fei?" Qian Mingjie was taken aback.

But Wang Yifeng waved his hand and dismissed him,

"Go on, I already have plans in mind."

Though the statement was ambiguous, Qian Mingjie did not understand at first and exclaimed in urgency:

"Master Wang!"

"What, do you want me to repeat myself?"

Wang Yifeng looked up, fixing his eyes on him.

Qian Mingjie’s face turned instantly pale as he stuttered,

"No..."

He was scared. Though he was revered among the young generation in Canglang Province,

He was clearly nothing in front of a genius like Wang Yifeng.

To reach the culmination of the Houtian level at only twenty, his future achievements were boundless!

The Xuan Yuan Sect likely already regarded him as a prospective Sect Master; even his grandfather would need to make amends with such an entity in the future.

"Then Master Wang, I’ll take my leave."

As Qian Mingjie spoke, he took out a brocade box from his chest and pushed it forward.

"This is a small meeting gift, please accept it."

He said this and quickly left.

Wang Yifeng watched the brocade box on the table, flicked his finger, and the lid popped open.

Inside was a palm-sized piece of Spirit Jade, which must have cost Qian Mingjie many connections, probably cleaning out his family’s wealth.

Picking up the Spirit Jade, Wang Yifeng casually played with it, his gaze drifting into the distance as he murmured to himself:

"Ye Fei, it seems I really need to have a proper meeting with you."

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