Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Young Master Long Shaowu and his two siblings finished speaking and then walked into the elevator, displaying an air of disdain for Ye Feng that suggested they thought themselves too good to bother with him.

In their view, as people of their status and identity, stooping to a quarrel with a disabled person in a wheelchair would simply lower their own dignity.

Fu Shen shook his head and sighed, "This might be difficult now. Your words just now, younger brother, have completely offended the Long Family. The Lei Family wasn’t daring to go too far against our Fu Family because of the Long Family’s presence, for they always need the balance between the three families. But now, it’s hard to say."

Fu Zi snorted coldly, "You can’t blame Third Brother for that. Didn’t you see how arrogant those three were just now? Acting all high and mighty—as if they’re something special. What do they have, except for a grandfather who once held a command in the Southern Territory?"

"If it wasn’t for his grandfather’s sake and the still present connections in the Southern Territory, I’m afraid the Jiang Family would have made their move against them already!"

"It’s not entirely that. The Long Family’s current head can serve as the Alliance Hierarch of Jiangdu Martial Alliance, and you really think it’s just because of that relationship? The Martial Alliance’s power is extremely strong; the Long Family at least still has some influence there."

Fu Shen, having said this, waved his hand dismissively, "Let’s leave it at that. What’s done is done, and speaking more of it doesn’t help. Let’s just take things as they come."

Ye Feng originally wanted to offer them some comfort, but seeing Fu Shen look this way, he decided it was not worth the effort to speak up.

"Let’s head upstairs first," Ye Feng said with a wave of his hand, his mind clearly elsewhere.

The attendees of tonight’s banquet, though all scions of wealthy families, were mostly second or even third generations—and these pampered heirs were of no interest to him.

It could be said that in the entire Jiangdu, only the Alliance Hierarch of the Jiangdu Martial Alliance—the current head of the Long Family—might just barely qualify to hold a conversation with him.

Of course, that was only in terms of being privileged enough to listen to Ye Feng lecture, as for the others, they did not even deserve that honor!

Entering the special elevator, Fu Shen and the rest of their party quickly arrived at the top floor hall.

The top floor hall had been reserved tonight by Young Master Jiang Tianlong of the Jiang Family for a private banquet and was already bustling with activity.

As soon as Ye Feng walked in, he immediately noticed a young man dressed in a white suit, surrounded by a bevy of young and beautiful ladies of high social standing, for he stood out the most.

Fu Zi clenched her teeth and said coldly, "That guy in the white suit is Jiang Tianlong, the Young Master of the Jiang Family from Jiangnan Province Southern River Region."

Ye Feng nodded slightly to acknowledge this, not bothering to give the others a second glance.

Indeed, Jiang Tianlong appeared quite handsome, and was flanked by a number of Jiangdu’s elite young ladies like the moon surrounded by stars, clearly enjoying himself with a jovial demeanor.

Among them, Hong Yuting was particularly attentive, even frequently casting flirtatious glances his way.

However, it seemed that Young Master Jiang was quite experienced in the game of love and was not particularly interested in just another wealthy heiress like her. Moreover, although Hong Yuting was somewhat attractive, she paled in comparison to Fu Zi.

So the moment he saw Fu Zi enter, Jiang Tianlong immediately broke away from his conversation with the group of ladies, pushed past Hong Yuting with his wine glass in hand, and walked straight over.

With her back to Jiang Tianlong, Hong Yuting’s expression darkened instantly, and seeing Ye Feng only added fuel to her indignation.

"Zi’er, I’m so glad you’ve come. Did you know that I specifically reserved the entire floor of Mingzhu Hotel just for the banquet in your honor?"

Jiang Tianlong smiled with a spring-like warmth on his face. Behind him stood two middle-aged men dressed in tight outfits and wearing sunglasses, looking like they were his bodyguards.

Fu Zi said, "How forgetful Young Master Jiang must be. My name is Fu Zi, not Zi’er. Please remember that next time."

Young Master Jiang laughed heartily, "Of course I know that. But don’t you think calling you Zi’er is much more intimate?"

Fu Zi huffed once and did not bother to engage any further.

If it were not for Ye Feng’s insistence on coming, she would have never attended this so-called high-profile banquet tonight.

Young Master Jiang didn’t seem angry either, and with a smile, he said, "Almost everyone is here now, Zi’er, how about we dance a song together?"

"Prepare the music, tonight, I want to dance a song with Zi’er!" After speaking, Young Master Jiang walked over and reached out to wrap his arm around Fu Zi’s waist.

Fu Zi quickly dodged with agile movements.

"I’m sorry, Young Master Jiang, but I’m not feeling well today, I can’t agree to your request!"

Young Master Jiang’s face finally showed displeasure, and he said in a deep voice, "Didn’t Fu Zuoxing convey my words when he returned?"

Fu Shen stepped forward and said coldly, "Fu Zuoxing is Fu Zuoxing, we are us, Fu Zuoxing may be weak, but that doesn’t mean we have no backbone."

Jiang Tianlong’s face turned grim, and pointing a finger at Fu Shen’s nose, he said, "Who do you think you are to speak in front of me? If Fu Tian were here, perhaps he would have some right to speak to me like that!"

Fu Shen clenched his teeth, facing the opponent’s words, he didn’t know how to retort.

Ye Feng spoke up, with a faint smile, he said, "What about me then, do I have the right?"

"You? What are you?" It was then that Jiang Tianlong turned his attention to Ye Feng.

Seeing this, Hong Yuting knew it was her chance to shine, so she quickly walked up and cleverly snuggled up to Jiang Tianlong’s side, leaning slightly with her chest against his shoulder.

"Young Master Jiang, I just happen to know this kid in the wheelchair."

Hong Yuting smiled sweetly and said, "He is the worthless son-in-law who has come to our Hong Family."

Jiang Tianlong frowned and asked, "Your man from the Hong Family?"

Hong Yuting feigned annoyance and rolled her eyes at him before complaining, "Look at what you’re saying, Young Master Jiang. I’m at least somewhat attractive, how could I possibly consider such a waste to be my man? He’s the man of our second young miss of the Hong Family."

Jiang Tianlong nodded slightly and said pointing at Ye Feng, "I don’t care whose man you are, the Hong Family may have some power in Jiangdu, but in front of me, they’re nothing. I can see that you’re already a waste with broken legs, now I’m giving you a chance."

With a slap!

Jiang Tianlong shattered the tall crystal glass in his hand and pointing at the broken glass on the floor, he said, "Kneel on it, knock your head in apology to me, then crawl out, and I can forgive your ignorance and foolishness."

Ye Feng still wore a smile, and looking at him, he said, "Or else?"

"Or else, not just you, but the entire Hong Family will have to go down with you!" Jiang Tianlong sneered with a twisted smile.

Ye Feng laughed as well, but his gaze was as sharp as a blade, and he articulated each word, "I can also tell you that no one has ever dared point their finger at my nose. Not you, not your father, and yes, not even your grandfather who serves as the commander in the Southern Territory—they wouldn’t even qualify to lift my shoes!"

Jiang Tianlong was completely furious and with a wave of his hand, he shouted, "Throw him out the window!"

As his words fell, the two black-suited, sunglass-wearing bodyguards behind him made their move.

"How dare you!"

At this moment, Seventeen made his move. Often it was only at times like this that he would act, and only then would others realize his presence.Nôv(el)B\\jnn