The Capital's Dragon Doctor

"To be honest, I couldn't care less about your Wu Family. You should just be glad this is all happening in public. Otherwise, you'd all be dead by now."

After knocking his opponent out, Lin Feng didn't deliver a finishing blow. He simply stood up, turned his head to look at Wu Tianxiang behind him, his eyes filled with killing intent.

'What a powerful guy.'

Wu Tianxiang instinctively took a step back. The moment their eyes met, his heart lurched, and a chill rose up within him, making him shiver uncontrollably.

'What kind of eyes were those!'

'Icy, bloodthirsty, and savage!'

Wu Tianxiang had no doubt that if he met that gaze for even one more second, the immense pressure on his psyche would have made him collapse on the spot.

He took a deep breath, trying to steady his emotions.

Lin Feng looked young, but the world-weary and seasoned look deep in his eyes spoke of his true age.

Wu Tianxiang knew it was impossible for someone as young as Lin Feng appeared to possess such strength. A man his age could only have achieved this level of skill through countless life-and-death struggles.

At that moment, he finally recognized the reality of the situation.

'He had provoked someone he couldn't afford to offend!'

"So, you're Lin Feng. I never thought you'd be this strong. No wonder you dared to compete with me."

He clenched his fists and asked in a low voice.

"At an auction, treasures naturally go to the most capable. What, are you planning to take it by force now?"

Lin Feng said coolly.

His tone was as calm as still water, but to Wu Tianxiang's ears, it sent a chill down his spine.

"You dare to threaten me now?"

Wu Tianxiang's eyes were bloodshot as he forced the words through his teeth.

He, the great young master of the Wu Group, had been cornered like this by Lin Feng. It was a humiliation he could never accept!

"I'll give you one last chance. Hand over that stone. Otherwise, I guarantee you won't see tomorrow's sun!"

Wu Tianxiang stared at the indifferent Lin Feng, spitting the icy words through clenched teeth.

"Heh. With just your Wu Family?"

Lin Feng scoffed at his words, turned, and got into his car.

"I'll be waiting for your revenge, then."

Leaving that parting shot, Lin Feng drove away.

Watching Lin Feng's departing figure, Wu Tianxiang gave a sinister laugh, his eyes glinting with intense, venomous hatred.

"Hmph. Lin Feng, we'll see about this!"

The businessmen behind him also began to disperse. After all, Wu Tianxiang was in a foul mood, and they certainly didn't want to stay and get on his bad side.

"Elder Zhang, which of these two do you think is more suitable?"

Gazing at the car Lin Feng was driving, Elder Li pondered for a moment before turning to ask Zhang Ronghui beside him.

"This young man, Lin Feng, is no simple character. He's a cut above in every respect. But on Wu Zhiguo's side... Aiya, this matter is a bit troublesome..."

Elder Zhang stroked his beard, lost in thought for a long moment before sighing and rubbing his temples with a headache.

"That's not a major issue. After all, this matter is quite important. The Wu Family might be troublesome, but we can't just partner with them because of that."

Elder Li said, toying with the jade ring on his finger, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.

"Forget it. It's useless for the two of us to keep discussing it."

"Everything will become clear tonight."

"After tonight, if Lin Feng disappears, we'll proceed with our original plan and contact the Wu Family."

"If Lin Feng is still alive, we'll have to shift our focus."

Zhang Ronghui stroked his goatee, his eyes heavy with thought, his mind a mystery.

...

"You get some rest in the room. I'm going to train for a bit."

Looking at Su Yanxue, who was already tucked into bed, Lin Feng patted her head. Under her pouting lips and reproachful gaze, he turned and went downstairs.

After the conflict with the Wu Family this afternoon, Lin Feng knew things wouldn't end so simply.

Although they hadn't made a move yet, his intuition as a Martial Artist told him they wouldn't let this go.

WHOOSH!

Taking a deep breath to adjust his state, Lin Feng slowly walked out into the courtyard.

「Night fell.」

The sky was dense with stars. The bright, clear moon had quietly climbed into the sky, its silver light scattering down, reflecting off the leaves with a faint silver glow and casting the surrounding scenery in a hazy, dreamlike light.

A figure in black slowly approached from a distance.

The black figure was incredibly fast, moving like a phantom. After just a few leaps, he was already right in front of Lin Feng.

The figure looked up, a brilliant glint shining from within his dark pupils. "I've finally found you."

"Who are you?"

Lin Feng looked at the man in black. He could feel a dangerous aura coming from this guy.

"My name is Chen Wu. Remember it. It will become a nightmare you can never forget, for I am the one who will send you to your death!"

Chen Wu slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, his burning gaze locked on Lin Feng. A savage expression appeared on his face as he lightly tapped the ground with his toes and shot forward like a black shadow, throwing a punch at Lin Feng!

BANG!

The force of the punch was incredibly fierce, creating a sharp whistling sound as it broke through the air. The violent energy tore through the atmosphere, letting out a hiss.

This punch contained astonishing power. Before the fist even arrived, a biting, bone-chilling pressure wave swept over him.

Lin Feng's eyelids twitched slightly.

Chen Wu's punch was certainly strong, but he still showed no sign of fear.

BAM!

Lin Feng met the attack with his own fist. The two fists collided, sending out scorching sparks.

A terrifying shockwave erupted from the point of impact, and the rampaging energy forced all the surrounding flowers and trees to bend low.

STOMP, STOMP, STOMP...

Lin Feng was forced back three or four steps. He glanced down at his right arm, a solemn look on his face as he stared at his fist.

'He's actually got some skill!'

Chen Wu, on the other hand, stumbled back four or five steps before stabilizing himself. He narrowed his eyes at Lin Feng. His last punch had been powerful enough to flatten a steel plate, yet it had only managed to knock Lin Feng back a few meters.

"Try this one on for size!"

He let out a furious roar and dashed toward Lin Feng. His steps created explosive booms, each stomp leaving a deep footprint in the grass.

This was the Horizontal Training Kung Fu that Chen Wu had cultivated for many years. His iron fists were said to be invincible and indestructible.

"Well met!"

Lin Feng shouted and charged at Chen Wu as well. As he swung his fists, the sound of the wind faintly resembled the roar of a tiger and the cry of a dragon.

This time, Lin Feng used Tiger Form Fist. The two were instantly entangled, neither giving an inch.

The wind from their fists raged, and powerful energy shot in every direction.

The two traded blows, a punch for a kick, their techniques vicious and brutal, each strike carrying astonishing power.