"Mr. Ling..."
Beep beep beep...
Lei Qianjun hadn't expected Ling Feng to agree so readily. In the brief moment of his astonishment, he heard a busy signal from the other end.
This instantly darkened Lei Qianjun's expression, making him feel as if he had swallowed a dead fly.
"You scoundrel! This Ling Feng is truly arrogant, daring to hang up on me!" Lei Qianjun slammed the table in anger and humiliation.
Beside him, Lei Zhengtang quickly stepped forward, bowed to Lei Qianjun, and asked, "Second Uncle, this Ling Feng is very cunning. Is he refusing to come?"
"No! He agreed to come, and he'll be here in ten minutes!"
Lei Qianjun's reply stunned everyone around him.
Ling Feng had actually agreed to come. To such an obvious trap, couldn't he see it, or was this guy truly seeking death?
Seeing Lei Zhengtang frozen in surprise, Lei Qianjun became angry and kicked him, "What are you standing there for? Go and prepare!"
"Yes, I'll have people prepare immediately!" Lei Zhengtang quickly responded and left.
Everyone sprang into action. Meanwhile, Lei Haoxuan sidled up to Lei Qianjun and said with a fawning smile, "Second Grandfather, did you manage to invite the Dragon Slaying Immortal Master when you went to Wolong Island?"
"No!"
Lei Qianjun replied concisely.
"Ah?"
Lei Haoxuan was stunned and a sense of dread began to rise in his heart.
"No? Then... are we really inviting Ling Feng here for peace talks?"
Lei Haoxuan was apprehensive and blamed himself even more. Would the situation truly devolve into such a humiliating state because of what happened last time?
Although Lei Haoxuan's financial war last time had been a complete failure, Lei Qianjun had not completely abandoned him and still intended to cultivate him.
Lei Qianjun glanced at Lei Haoxuan, knowing that the previous failure had left him with a deep sense of frustration. He took a deep breath and earnestly taught him, "Haoxuan, remember, you are a businessman. Businessmen prioritize profit. If peace talks can bring benefits to both parties, then making a temporary concession is not inappropriate!"
Upon hearing this, Lei Haoxuan looked at Lei Qianjun with reverence.
So this was the spirit of a true man who could bend and stretch.
Lei Zhengtang, standing nearby, frowned and pressed further, "Second Uncle, what if that Ling Feng is ungrateful and still refuses to back down?"
"Kill!"
A sharp glint suddenly flashed in Lei Qianjun's eyes, and his expression turned sinister.
"Therefore, we have prepared for both eventualities. Although I failed to invite the Dragon Slaying Immortal Master, his eldest disciple, Grandmaster Wan Qikong, has agreed to come! He will definitely be here before sunset!"
"Wan Qikong?"
Lei Haoxuan exclaimed in surprise.
"Indeed, Grandmaster Wan Qikong has reached the Great Accomplishment stage in his Hua Jin cultivation! Those like the Six Ghosts of South China are like clay chickens and dogs before him! With Grandmaster Wan Qikong's intervention, killing Ling Feng will be more than enough!"
Lei Qianjun spoke unhurriedly, a smile of victory on his face.
"Ling Feng arrogantly accepted the invitation, unaware that I have already laid a net around him. Even if Wan Qikong arrives a little late, it will be enough to trap him like a turtle in a jar!" xxs壹贰
Swish, swish, swish!
As Lei Qianjun finished speaking, sounds of breaking air came from all around. A line of people dressed in waiter uniforms appeared like phantoms before Lei Qianjun and his nephew.
There were more than a dozen of them, and the aura of each person was no weaker than that of the Six Ghosts of South China from before!
Clearly, these were all Grandmasters who had reached the Hua Jin cultivation!
Although the Six Ghosts of South China were also Hua Jin Grandmasters, they were all people of no consequence.
These people, however, were martial arts experts that Lei Qianjun had spent a fortune to invite, and each had an extraordinary background.
Lei Haoxuan watched this scene clearly and immediately swallowed with difficulty, his mouth twitching as he smiled, "Heh heh, Second Grandfather, you are truly a master strategist. Ling Feng is doomed this time!"
"Talk less flattery and learn more!" Lei Qianjun chided with a smile.
The grand banquet was being prepared with great urgency.
Meanwhile, Ling Feng had already gotten into the car. Yang Fei frowned slightly, "Heavenly Venerable, are we really going to Wuhu Group?"
"Are you afraid?"
"Heh heh, I'm not afraid. I've charged through armies and battles with you, why would I be afraid of a mere Wuhu Group!" Yang Fei chuckled and scratched the back of his head.
"Then stop the nonsense and let's go!" Ling Feng assumed a posture of closing his eyes to rest and casually commanded.
Yang Fei floored the accelerator. Ling Feng had said ten minutes, and he would absolutely not exceed ten minutes!
At the lobby of Wuhu Group, a red carpet had been unfurled all the way. As Yang Fei opened the car door, Ling Feng stepped onto the red carpet and entered the lobby!
"Welcome, Mr. Ling!"
The employees on both sides shouted in unison. Their expressions were solemn, but their voices did not sound welcoming, but rather carried a powerful sense of deterrence, like soldiers shouting before a battle!
Yang Fei's eyes were icy as he followed beside Ling Feng.
Ling Feng, however, maintained a detached expression, completely ignoring everyone around him. He entered the elevator and ascended all the way.
In the banquet hall on the top floor, Lei Qianjun narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched Ling Feng's indifferent expression on the screen.
"If I didn't know this person was from the war zone, I truly wouldn't believe it! A hundred Inner Strength Grandmasters, their oppressive aura like dragons! He didn't even flinch! This person has definitely killed countless people!"
This was the closest Lei Qianjun had ever been to Ling Feng. As he spoke, he directly instructed Lei Haoxuan to turn off the surveillance screen.
Ding!
The elevator also stopped at the banquet hall. As the elevator doors opened, the welcoming ladies on both sides bowed in unison, their revealing attire accentuating the alluring curves of their chests.
Ling Feng, however, kept his gaze straight ahead, instantly locking onto Lei Qianjun, and then approached him step by step.
Lei Qianjun's eyes widened instantly. Ling Feng, though alone, gave him the feeling of a thousand armies charging towards him, the spears and lances of a general at the forefront reaching his face.
Lei Zhengtang and others beside Lei Qianjun instinctively stood up, but none dared to look directly at Ling Feng.
Lei Qianjun felt his breathing falter, but he still forced himself to remain seated, leaning on his cane with both hands, his gaze sharply fixed on Ling Feng opposite him.
"Heh heh, welcome Mr. Ling to our Wuhu Group. This old man is advanced in years and it's inconvenient to get up. Please, Mr. Ling, have a seat anywhere." Lei Qianjun spoke loudly.
Ling Feng was also direct. With a flick of his sleeve, he calmly sat down beside Lei Qianjun and said slowly, "How do you want to talk?"
These simple words, however, perfectly displayed Ling Feng's domineering aura.
Lei Qianjun smiled and said slowly, "Heh heh, I have already prepared the peace talk proposals. Mr. Ling, there's no need to rush. Please, try the banquet that Zhengtang has meticulously prepared for Mr. Ling!"
After speaking, Lei Qianjun beckoned to Yang Fei on the side, "Heh heh, is this the young brother Yang Fei?"
"Indeed, your aura is like a dragon. Our Wuhu Group's halls were all cleaned out by young brother Yang Fei! Haha, no offense meant, young brother Yang Fei, please be seated as well!"
Seeing Lei Qianjun engaging in pleasantries and endless small talk without getting to the main point, Yang Fei curled his lips disdainfully.
"Old Master Lei, you are too kind!"
This was a clear snub.
Lei Qianjun's expression turned slightly cold. He knew that these two were stubborn rocks, and any further words would be a waste of breath.
However, he did not show any impatience and smiled calmly, "Heh heh, in that case, Zhengtang, let's begin the banquet. I will have a good talk with Mr. Ling."