Chapter 983: Chapter 983: Protector
The machete fell freely, brushing past Zhang Shengli’s pant leg and leaving a shallow cut on his thigh.
Although this wound was not as harsh as the one on his calf, it was terrifying.
If he had moved a bit slower just now, this blade might have pierced a hole in his thigh.
Zhang Shengli thought, then looked at Li Feng, cursing inwardly.
"Looks like you’re lucky. This slash should have severed your femoral artery, but it missed by a hair."
Li Feng bent down, pulled the machete from the ground, and held it mid-air once more.
Zhang Shengli, watching Li Feng’s actions, felt a wave of fear wash over him.
"Wait."
"I truly can’t contact the Heavenly Master. Although I’m a disciple of the protector, I’ve been with the Longevity Sect for several years but only see the Heavenly Master from afar once a year."
"Heavenly Master Lin has been in seclusion these years. Besides the Junior Heavenly Master and a few direct disciples of Lin, only the protector can contact him."
"Of course, at each year’s Changsheng Dharma Conference, the Heavenly Master will appear, but only for a moment, and only those with qualifications to enter the inner venue can get close to the Heavenly Master."
"But getting into the inner venue is also problematic because the list for the inner venue is designated by the Heavenly Master, and outsiders have no influence."
"So, are you useless?"
Li Feng looked at Zhang Shengli faintly.
"Don’t, if you want to get inside and see the Heavenly Master, there’s only one viable path — to get connected with the protector. If the protector speaks for you, getting a quota for the inner venue is still possible."
"I can help you get in touch with my master."
Zhang Shengli hurriedly said.
"Make the call now. I’ll wait here."
"Oh, by the way, with the current rate of bleeding, you should last another hour, though maybe only forty to fifty minutes."
"Hope your protector master gets here before you die."
Upon hearing Li Feng’s words, Zhang Shengli was instantly engulfed by the fear of death; he hadn’t lived enough yet, how could he just die like this.
Zhang Shengli immediately picked up his phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, Master, it’s me, Shengli."
Zhang Shengli immediately explained Li Feng’s situation in brief, emphasizing that Li Feng was worth at least fifty billion.
A moment later.
Zhang Shengli hung up the phone and looked at Li Feng: "My master is already on his way, can you let me make an emergency call?"
Li Feng looked at Zhao Xiaohui beside him: "Find some cloth to wrap his wound, and use a rope to tighten his thigh. This way, you should be able to live for another hour. As long as your master can arrive within half an hour, you’ll have enough time to rush to the hospital."
Having said this, Li Feng did not look at Zhang Shengli again. He turned around, went downstairs, and sat in the lobby, asking a waiter to bring a new pot of tea.
During the time it takes to finish a pot of tea.
The sound of a car engine came from outside the teahouse. Li Feng, hearing this noise, smirked with a cold laugh. It wasn’t long before the door of the teahouse was pushed open.
Then a group of people swarmed in.
On the stairs, Zhang Shengli, supported by Zhao Xiaohui, came down with one hand against the wall.
"Master."
Zhang Shengli looked towards the door and saw an elderly man in a Tang suit, holding two iron balls in one hand and a cane in the other, walk in from outside.
"How did you end up like this, boy?"
The old man frowned, looking at the disheveled Zhang Shengli. Seeing his protector master, Zhang Shengli instantly had a backbone, and the previous submissiveness in front of Li Feng vanished.
He turned his head, looking at Li Feng with resentment.
"Master, it’s all because of this Li Feng."
"Oh?"
"Master, this guy just barged in wanting to see the Heavenly Master. I’m not sure what his purpose is, but one thing’s for certain — after Century Group’s split, this Li Feng made a fortune. He has at least fifty billion in his accounts."
Zhang Shengli initially intended to keep it all for himself, but now he’d be lucky to get a small slice. Looking at Li Feng again, Zhang Shengli wanted to tear him apart.
Those hundreds of billions flew away just like that.
It pained him.
The old man, hearing the figure of fifty billion, sparked a gleam in his aged eyes, for such a sum is enough to drive one mad.
"Good, if this matter is settled, you won’t go unrecognized for your merit. You should head to the hospital first in your current state."
"Yes, Master."
The old man turned, no longer paying attention to Zhang Shengli, and sat opposite Li Feng, scanning him up and down.
"You said you want to see the Heavenly Master. May I ask what your purpose is?"
The protector elder’s eyes shone brightly as he stared at Li Feng.
Li Feng set down his teacup.
"Your disciple said you could take me to see Heavenly Master Lin. Is that true?"
The protector elder smiled faintly: "That’s a small matter for me, but why should I introduce you."
"I heard that just over half a year ago, you were someone else’s son-in-law, living off a woman, but kid, you’re quite capable. In just half a year, you’ve landed yourself with another woman of even higher status."
"You even brought down a big conglomerate worth thousands of billions, and you made quite a fortune from it."
"You really want to meet the Heavenly Master, let me guess."
"As the saying goes, ’A man’s wealth makes him a target.’ You, with no background, no support, and even once someone’s freeloading son-in-law, now hold a fortune of hundreds of billions."
"It’s like a child holding a large gold nugget without hiding it well. You must be targeted by many now."
"You’re rich now, but you fear for your life. You want to find the Heavenly Master because you heard about his network and status in the Southeast Five Provinces."
"You want him as your support. Am I right?"
The protector elder squinted at Li Feng with an air of someone who sees through everything.
Li Feng looked at the old man opposite him: "It seems you understand. Since you’ve guessed, I won’t hide it. You’re right, I’m indeed being targeted."
"I didn’t have money before, so I tried everything to make some. I didn’t expect to go overboard. Now, the money is too much, and it’s become a problem."
"As long as you can introduce me to Heavenly Master Lin, I wouldn’t mind paying a brokerage fee of one or two billion."
Seeing the elder speculate so, Li Feng naturally played along.
All that mattered was meeting the Heavenly Master.
The old man’s smile widened upon hearing Li Feng dismiss the billion as nothing.
"Boy, if you’re looking for support, there’s no need to find the Heavenly Master. He doesn’t bother with worldly affairs these days. Most matters of the Longevity Sect are handled by us protectors."
"You just want to keep your wealth. As long as you hand over your money to me, I can accept you as my chief disciple."
"With this status, plus the money you still have, you won’t need to worry about anyone eyeing your fortune in the future."
Li Feng looked up at the smiling yet exorbitant old man.
"Isn’t your appetite a bit too large?"