"Nonsense! Lu Youhai, shut your mouth right now!"
Before Lu Youhai could finish, Guo Zhigang, standing beside him, slammed his hand on the table and stood up. He had tolerated Lu Youhai for a long time.
"Huh? President Guo, why are you so angry? Why don't you all be so emotional? You need to remain rational!"
Lu Youhai was completely unfazed. Instead, he stood with his hands behind his back, adopting the demeanor of a major shareholder.
"Furthermore, although Mr. Ling is gone, we still have Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang is now the soul of our Lingtian Group! We should revere Mr. Yang!"
Hearing Lu Youhai's flattery, Tang Zhao could no longer stand it and slammed his hand on the table, "Lu Youhai! If it weren't for Mr. Ling, how would you have today?"
"Don't forget, you were driven to a dead end by Wuhu Group back then! Mr. Ling's body is barely cold, and you're already yapping here. Do you think Mr. Yang is as heartless and ungrateful as you are?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Youhai couldn't help but shrink his neck, then glanced at Yang Fei beside him.
Seeing that Yang Fei's expression was indifferent, as if he didn't even care about Ling Feng's funeral, Lu Youhai was overjoyed, certain that Yang Fei had long wanted to take over.
After all, who would want to remain subordinate?
This powerhouse who had been working under Ling Feng now finally had a chance to rise. How could he let these idiots keep thinking about the deceased Ling Feng?
"I'm heartless and ungrateful? I'm the one who is loyal and righteous! Don't forget, it was Mr. Yang who stepped forward to help us at this moment of life and death!"
"President Tang, you keep mentioning Ling Feng. Do you want to replace Mr. Yang and seize the position of the Group's Chairman?"
While Lu Youhai was trying to crown Yang Fei with flattery, he also berated Tang Zhao.
For Lu Youhai, Yang Fei appeared even younger than Ling Feng, and Yang Fei clearly didn't have as many tricks up his sleeve as Ling Feng. If Yang Fei were to rise, Lu Youhai, with his methods, would definitely be able to control him.
This was akin to "holding the emperor to command the lords," and Lu Youhai aimed to be the true overlord of Hanjiang!
The true superior!
And Lu Youhai's words did indeed stir the thoughts of many below.
Ling Feng was indeed dead, and continuing like this was not a solution.
Everyone knew now that Yang Fei was the key figure in Lingtian Group.
Tang Zhao's eyes were bloodshot. He didn't care about the slander Lu Youhai was spewing at him; he only cared about Yang Fei's thoughts.
He couldn't believe that Yang Fei would do something disrespectful when Ling Feng's body was barely cold.
But before Yang Fei could speak, Li Shan, standing beside him, suddenly jumped up and grabbed a stool, aiming to smash it at Lu Youhai.
Clang!
The chair hit Lu Youhai squarely on the head.
"Ouch, my head!"
Lu Youhai clutched his head, letting out a pig-like scream. A large gash had opened up on the back of his head.
"Lu Youhai, if you dare to speak ill of Mr. Ling again, I'll kill you!" Li Shan roared, staring intently at Lu Youhai as if he could breathe fire.
Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, everyone stood up, preparing to intervene.
But at that moment, Yang Fei's expression suddenly changed, and he coldly shouted at everyone, "Get down!"
Whoosh!
A sudden whistling sound pierced the air. Before everyone could react, they saw a horizontal sword qi slash down, directly cleaving the living room in half. A deep沟壑 appeared on the floor.
Tang Zhao and the others were thrown to the ground by the powerful force, their heads whipping around in shock.
They saw a huge gap in the main door of the conference room. Amidst billowing smoke and dust, a figure walked in.
This person was dressed in a judogi and wielded a samurai sword.
His eyes were as indifferent as ice, and his powerful aura intimidated everyone present.
For a moment, the scene fell silent, and even Lu Youhai stopped screaming.
Yang Fei slowly stood up, staring at the newcomer, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"Heh heh, as expected, he has appeared!"
The person before him stirred Yang Fei's fighting spirit, and he felt a surge of pent-up energy he wanted to unleash.
"You are Yang Fei?"
The newcomer was Takahashi Seizan. He walked step by step towards Yang Fei.
The distance between them was less than half a meter.
Yang Fei responded with a cold smile, "Wuhu Group is truly capable to have invited a Sword Saint." xxs1
Sword Dao Supreme, this was a realm of swordsmanship for masters of the Sword Dao from the Four Islands. It was called Sword Saint.
And Takahashi Seizan before them was precisely such a Sword Saint.
Many martial arts powerhouses in Dahua recognized that a Sword Saint had reached the realm of a Land Immortal.
However, in Yang Fei's opinion, this person's strength was, at most, equivalent to that of the previous Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master.
"It's good that it's you! Today, I am here to send you on your way!"
Takahashi Seizan's eyes were locked onto Yang Fei, his gaze sharp as a knife, and his tone was one of utter arrogance.
"Is that so?"
Yang Fei took a step forward, his Bajiquan starting stance already adopted!
At the same time, he roared at Tang Zhao and the others, who were stunned, "Why aren't you dodging? Are you waiting here to die?"
Tang Zhao and the others scrambled to their feet and fled in a panic.
Takahashi Seizan paid no attention to the others, his gaze completely fixed on Yang Fei, his aura continuously rising.
"Die!"
With Takahashi Seizan's declaration, his blade hissed and lunged towards Yang Fei's throat.
The distance between them was extremely short. For Takahashi Seizan, his drawing speed was enough to counter the barrage of machine-gun fire.
One could imagine how fast it was.
However, Yang Fei's reaction speed was not slow either. He suddenly leaned back, dodging the opponent's blade.
Then, with a stomp of his foot, he created a large pit in the ground. Using this force, he brought up his knee and charged forward, his heavy shoulder slamming towards Takahashi Seizan's chest.
"Iron Mountain Lean!"
Takahashi Seizan clearly hadn't expected Yang Fei's speed to be so great. He twisted his elbow, smashing the sword hilt towards Yang Fei's back while rapidly retreating.
Bang!
Yang Fei's shoulder collided with Takahashi Seizan's chest.
Yang Fei's expression darkened. The force of this blow had been absorbed by the opponent by eight or nine tenths.
The remaining one or two tenths of the force were insufficient to cause any damage to Takahashi Seizan.
Meanwhile, Takahashi Seizan's sword hilt struck Yang Fei squarely on the back.
This blow landed with full force.
Yang Fei's face immediately turned red, and his internal blood and qi churned.
Seeing Yang Fei's face flush and his Adam's apple bobbing, Takahashi Seizan revealed a look of disdain, extended a hand, and wagged his finger, "You are no match for me!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Fei let out a cold snort and retaliated with a set of Baguazhang, striking at Takahashi Seizan repeatedly.
Caught off guard, Takahashi Seizan retreated repeatedly, smashing through the wall behind him.
"You're nothing special either!"
Yang Fei retorted sarcastically.
"Baka!"
Driven to this point by an unknown junior, Takahashi Seizan was filled with shame and anger.
He roared, his aura surging, and held nothing back, attacking with full force.