Chapter 984: Chapter 984: You Won’t Walk Out of This Teahouse
"Five hundred billion for protection, huh."
"Aren’t you afraid of dying from biting off more than you can chew?"
"How dare you talk to Old Gu like that! Old Gu is asking for your money to give you a way out. Kid, don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."
Gu Jiuyuan, leaning on a cane, smiled gently, looking amiable. But beside him, a burly man jumped out with a fierce expression and shouted.
Before the burly man finished speaking, Li Feng raised his hand and hurled the teacup he was holding as a hidden weapon, hitting the man’s face dead-on.
Smack.
The teacup smashed against the man’s face, shattering upon impact from the forceful blow.
"Ah!"
Not only was the man splashed with hot tea, but the shattering teacup also left his beefy face scarred.
"Is it your place to speak?"
Li Feng’s arrogant move made Gu Jiuyuan across from him raise an eye and scrutinize Li Feng, while a young man beside Gu Jiuyuan looked over with a dark expression.
"Li Feng, you have some nerve."
"Old Gu is willing to see you and even point you to a clear path, yet not only are you ungrateful, but you also dare to assault people."
"Do you really think having a bit of money allows you to act recklessly?"
Li Feng grabbed another teacup from the table, poured himself a drink, and looked up at the young man behind Gu Jiuyuan.
"You’re right. I am reckless because I have money."
"Are you not convinced?"
Fiddling with the teacup in his hand, Li Feng continued, "How much do you think it would cost me to have you killed? A million, ten million, or maybe a hundred million?"
"A hundred million is quite a lot, right? Whoever helps me take care of this guy for interrupting, I’ll give you a hundred million."
Li Feng said shamelessly.
"Li Feng, you...!" The young man was utterly stunned by Li Feng’s arrogance, never expecting him to openly put a bounty on his head.
Looking around, the young man noticed some were genuinely tempted.
And why not? It’s a hundred million.
With effort, most people can earn a million in their lifetime; ten million is more of a dream. But a hundred million...
About ninety-nine point nine percent of people in Yan Country would never earn a hundred million in a lifetime. To be honest, even he found the offer enticing.
But as the target, it was rather unnerving.
Li Feng looked over, "Of course, if you happen to take your own life, what I said earlier still stands."
Li Feng seemed to see through people’s hearts.
The young man was fuming with rage.
"Li, you’re courting death. Do you truly believe having some money makes you invincible? Want to bet you won’t leave this teahouse alive today?"
Li Feng appeared indifferent, as if he hadn’t heard the threat at all.
"Protector Gu, does he speak for you?"
Li Feng turned to the old man, Gu Jiuyuan, who had remained silent and watched coldly. After all, the old man was the main player here.
As for the rest, they were mere background pieces.
Gu Jiuyuan lifted his eyes, "Li Feng, you ought to be a smart person. A smart person should know how to make the right choices."
"Which is more important, money or your life?"
Gu Jiuyuan spoke unhurriedly, his message clear: he did not intend to change his previous offer. If you don’t agree, then you’ll have to weigh whether money is more important or your life.
Hearing Gu Jiuyuan’s answer, Li Feng leaned back in his chair, taking a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it up, and taking a drag.
The young man behind Gu Jiuyuan sneered at Li Feng’s demeanor.
"Li Feng, one should be self-aware. You, with no background and no connections, relying on a bit of cleverness and clinging to women’s coattails for your wealth, do you really think you can keep it safe?"
"The terms Old Gu gave you are already generous. As long as you’re willing to give up most of your wealth, with the Longevity Sect standing behind you, who would dare touch you?"
"With the remaining money, you could easily live the rest of your life in luxury, living any way you please."
"Don’t let the situation turn into where you lose your life before you spend your money, then what use is that money?"
Li Feng looked at the young man, exhaling a plume of smoke with a series of sarcastic chuckles.
"Heh, you really think this is my first day in the game? With your guarantees, perhaps no one else would dare move against me, but wouldn’t you still slaughter me like a sheep?"
"Let’s cut to the chase: I don’t mind giving up the money, but I want to see Heavenly Master Lin."
"If Heavenly Master Lin is willing to take me as a direct disciple, then what’s a few hundred billion? I’d give it up willingly. But unless I meet Heavenly Master Lin, ha."
"Don’t think you’ll get a penny out of me."
Li Feng resolutely insisted on meeting Heavenly Master Lin, leaving the decision to the opposite party.
Gu Jiuyuan regarded Li Feng calmly; he naturally wouldn’t let Li Feng meet Heavenly Master Lin. Not that it couldn’t be arranged, but if he did meet Heavenly Master Lin, then this five hundred billion wouldn’t concern him anymore.
Though he was a protector of the Longevity Sect, he was actually an expert stationed by the Xu Family’s Dark Hall in the Longevity Sect, not truly under Lin Changsheng’s command.
In fact, one of his duties was to keep an eye on Lin Changsheng. After all, Lin Changsheng held a vast network of connections crucial to the Xu Family.
So while he was there to protect Lin Changsheng, he was also there to monitor him.
This Li Feng was now a fat sheep. If the matter ended with him, the sum would be his personal gain. But once it reached Lin Changsheng, his share would be considerably less.
Frankly, even without a zero, it would still be worth the risk.
Besides, considering Li Feng’s background, there wasn’t much risk—he had no means to meet Heavenly Master Lin and had come to Central Capital alone.
Even if he disappeared from the world, no one would probably notice.
"Li Feng, those who understand the times are wise. I’ll ask you one last time: are you handing over the money or not?"
Li Feng raised his eyes toward Gu Jiuyuan, who was issuing a final ultimatum.
"What, looking to get rough?"
Li Feng laughed with scorn, "With these nobodies you brought?"
Li Feng’s taunt ignited the anger of more than a dozen of Gu Jiuyuan’s men. They glared at him, each eager to prove themselves.
"Old Gu, since this kid is courting death, hand him over to us."
"I’d like to see how tough his bones really are."
A burly man twisted his neck, making cracking sounds. His fist, the size of a bowl, clenched tightly, issuing further bone-snapping noises.
The group eyed Li Feng like a pack of wolves, waiting for Gu Jiuyuan’s command to teach Li Feng why flowers are so red.
Snort.
Li Feng let out a cold chuckle, flicking his cigarette, which curved through the air toward the arrogant man.
Yet, before it hit the man’s face, he caught it mid-air and crushed it into powder, letting the remnants scatter.
Lowering his hand, the man sneered at Li Feng condescendingly.
"Heh, with your pathetic Kung Fu, you might bully some ordinary folks, but in front of me, Luo Hao, you’re nothing but a weakling."