Chapter 797: Chapter 792: Are You Threatening Me, Sister Zhang?

Zhang Mengjie said with a light laugh, “I just don’t know why Boss Qiao has invited us over for this meal. What’s the real reason?”

Zhang Mengjie was not a nagging person, nor was she a foolish woman.

“Uh, hehe, Sister Zhang, please don’t get me wrong. The reason I invited the two of you today is mainly to discuss the cooperation between our two sects. I wonder what you think, Sister Zhang?”

The man’s facial muscles twitched slightly. He hadn’t expected Zhang Mengjie to speak so straightforwardly. Even the words he had been brewing for a while lost their intended flavor at this moment.

“Oh, don’t call me that, Boss Qiao. You’ll flatter me to death,” said Zhang Mengjie with a smile. “You should just call me Zhang Mengjie, or if you prefer, ‘Defective Snake.’ That feels more intimate to me.”

“No, no, no, Sister Zhang, you really like to joke. Just calling you Sister Zhang makes me feel so proud when I walk out of here.”

“Boss Qiao, when I call you Boss Qiao, doesn’t that give me face?” Zhang Mengjie suddenly said. “Boss Qiao, just say what you want to say. I’m not a fan of beating around the bush. If it’s just about cooperation, then I’m even more puzzled about what you mean by that.”

“You know, our Butterfly Gang is composed of a group of girls, and our business has always involved managing some small bars and the like. Compared to Boss Qiao and others who handle big affairs, I’m afraid we are not on the same level, right?”

“Alright, since Sister Zhang looks down on our Star Society, then I have nothing more to say. But I do have a question; I wonder if Sister Zhang could give me a hint or something?”

“Oh? So, Boss Qiao has a question?”

Zhang Mengjie said with a laugh, “Boss Qiao, who has easily gotten rid of the Youth Association in the East District and remained hidden for so long, still has doubts? Could it be that Boss Qiao is not well informed about the current situation in Zhonghai?”

“Zhang, don’t push your luck! Believe it or not, I’ll make sure you won’t leave here alive tonight!”

At that moment, one of Boss Qiao’s henchmen cursed with his name on his lips.

Neither of the Zhang sisters said anything.

“Cough cough, Little Dragon, this isn’t the place for you to speak. Don’t get so hot-tempered. It’s time to hold back a little.”

“Boss Qiao, I understand.”

Zhang Yuxuan’s face grew paler as she watched them play their double act. She glanced at her watch; it was almost half-past one. Lin Zifeng had promised they would come, but now there wasn’t even a trace of them, which couldn’t help but make them both very anxious.

“Boss Qiao, what do you mean by this?”

Zhang Mengjie gave them all a cold glance.

“Hehe, Sister Zhang, please don’t be angry. I’m just curious, that’s all.”

“Curious about what?” Zhang Mengjie asked.

“Curious how the Dragon Roar Society, which had been in Zhonghai’s South District for decades, was wiped out just like that, and according to reliable information, your Butterfly Gang seems to have been making quite a few moves recently? It seems like you’re ready to take a bite out of the fat piece of South District, aren’t you? I just wonder who the expert behind Sister Zhang is and if you can introduce me to them?”

“Sorry, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Zhang Mengjie coldly responded.

“Zhang you cheap bitch! You—”

It was the same henchman who burst out cursing.

“Zhang, don’t say we didn’t warn you. Sometimes you ought to know your place. It would be bad for everyone otherwise.”

“Oh! It would be bad for everyone? Are you threatening our Sister Zhang here?”

Right after the henchman finished speaking, the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open.

A face beaming with sunshine appeared.

“Brother Lin!”

Zhang Yuxuan exclaimed excitedly.

“Ai, what can I say? Not even a call to join you for dinner, and look at the time now.”

The sudden appearance of Lin Zifeng surprised everyone present, including the Zhang sisters, who hadn’t expected Lin Zifeng to show up under these circumstances.

“Who are you?”

The henchman pointed at Lin Zifeng’s nose and fiercely demanded.

Even Boss Qiao behind the henchman was taken aback, not knowing who this young man in front of him was.

“Hehe, I’m here for dinner,” Lin Zifeng said with a grin, completely ignoring the henchman and walking over to Zhang Mengjie’s side, saying with a smile, “Since someone’s treating, why didn’t you call me? Sister Zhang.”

“Ah!!!!”

Zhang Mengjie was taken aback, not yet fully comprehending what Lin Zifeng was saying.

“Yo, caviar! Sea cucumber! Top-notch Rafi! Geez, all these are fine things. How much must this table of food have cost.”

Before Zhang Mengjie could react, Lin Zifeng, pointing at the untouched dishes on the table, said excitedly.

“Dammit, who the hell are you! Is this a place you should be?”

The henchman was furious, not having figured out who the other party was, and this guy was acting carefree, as if he was at a feast his friends invited him to.

“Are you asking me?” Lin Zifeng turned around and asked with a smile, glancing at the pale-faced Boss Qiao across from him.

“Who else could I be asking here but you?” the henchman said, glaring angrily.

Lin Zifeng smiled without saying anything, nodded, and slowly walked up to him.

“What do you want?!”

“Nothing, I just simply find you annoying. Can I hit you?” Lin Zifeng suddenly looked up, his smiling gaze fixated on him.

Even the Zhang sisters were somewhat stunned, mostly feeling that they couldn’t fathom Lin Zifeng’s actions.

“You motherfu—”

“Slap!”

A crisp slap reverberated through the private room.

To everyone’s surprise, Lin Zifeng had actually slapped him without warning!

“You!”

By the time the lackey had realized what was happening, another heavy slap had flown toward him.

“Slap! Slap! Slap!”

Lin Zifeng slapped him several times in a row until the lackey’s mouth and nose were bleeding, and then Lin Zifeng said with a smile, “May I ask if you know why I am hitting you? Does it feel sudden? Do you feel innocent, as if you haven’t provoked or offended anyone, yet you’re suddenly beaten up, and it’s very upsetting, isn’t it?”

“Oh! Right, it’s upsetting.”

In front of everyone, Lin Zifeng asked and answered himself, “So when you just insulted my sister Zhang, did she deserve it?”

Lin Zifeng squinted his eyes, smiling brightly.

The faces of everyone present changed over and over again.

Just as the lackey was about to curse back in retaliation.

Old Eight, who had been frowning the whole time sitting by his side, finally couldn’t hold back and spoke up, “I’m not sure what the relationship between this brother and Sister Zhang is?”

Lin Zifeng turned his head, glanced at him lightly, and chuckled, “You must be Old Eight, the boss of the Star Society, right?”

“You know me?” The man squinted his eyes and asked.

“More than know you, Old Eight’s fame is indeed well-known throughout Zhonghai. It would be hard not to know of you,” Lin Zifeng replied without lying. Once upon a time, this Old Eight had been a well-known figure in the East District of Zhonghai. After the rise of the Bai Martial Arts School and the Butterfly Gang, the Star Society had been biding its time, almost faded from the entire Zhonghai scene, and everyone thought he had retired.

After the Youth Association was destroyed, this sect that had almost been forgotten eventually emerged once again.

“Old Eight, I think if there’s nothing else, I thank you for your dinner tonight.”

Zhang Mengjie stood up all of a sudden, holding her sister’s hand.

“Sister Zhang, aren’t you being a bit too hasty?” The man mocked with a cold laugh, puffing on his cigar, “Since I invited Sister Zhang out today, I really want to know who your backer is. To swoop in on the South District of Zhonghai so quickly—I don’t think the Butterfly Gang has that capability, do they?”

“Old Eight, isn’t the Star Society being a little too nosy?” Zhang Mengjie’s moist eyes flirtatiously stared at him as she said with a smile, “If Old Eight’s ambition extends beyond the East District and you also intend to take over the South District, I’m sorry. Old Eight, that’s an existence you can’t afford to provoke. Don’t get any funny ideas.”

As she spoke, Zhang Mengjie didn’t forget to glance at Lin Zifeng, the very person she referred to as the untouchable presence.

However, at this moment, Lin Zifeng was nonchalantly eating his food as if everything happening had nothing to do with him.

“Is that so?”

The man puffed on his thick cigar, locking his gaze entirely on Lin Zifeng.

His voice rose, “Is that so, Mr. Lin?”

“Clang.”

Lin Zifeng’s expression changed slightly at that moment, and he also put down his chopsticks.

“Mr. Lin, if I’m not mistaken, you must be the elusive kingpin behind the Butterfly Gang, right? The Ability Society in the South District has been obliterated by Huaxia, and you took the opportunity to step in, isn’t that a bit too quick?”

“Qiao Ba, what do you mean by this!”

Zhang Mengjie glared and questioned angrily.

Her heart skipped a beat—he actually knew Lin Zifeng’s identity!

“Ha ha.”

The man laughed out loud twice, staring intently at Lin Zifeng with sharp, eagle-like eyes, “I may not know exactly who you are, but isn’t it a bit too quick for you to step into the South District after the Ability Society destroyed the Dragon Roar Gang?”

“Oh?! I really don’t understand what you mean by that, Old Eight,” Lin Zifeng said with his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Although Qiao Ba did not know that the person who had destroyed the Dragon Roar Society that night was Lin Zifeng, after his killer from the Dragon Slaying mission was taken out, Qiao Ba had started paying attention to Lin Zifeng. An investigation revealed that Shao Huo, the boss of the Youth Association, was actually this man’s minion, and he was also closely associated with the Butterfly Gang. As soon as the Dragon Roar Society was taken down, the Butterfly Gang quickly took over.

So, this old fox hidden in Zhonghai for many years finally revealed Lin Zifeng’s identity today.

His meaning was clear—he hoped to take a share of the South District for himself.

Unfortunately, no matter how cunning the old fox was, he still miscalculated Lin Zifeng’s true identity.

“Mr. Lin, you may not understand, but as long as you are clear in your heart, that’s fine. Oh! I forgot to mention to Mr. Lin, my patience and time do not wait for anyone.”

Lin Zifeng squinted his eyes, took a couple of drags off his cigarette, and shook his head, “It’s a pity you guessed the beginning, but failed to predict the ending.”

“Is that so? Mr. Lin, although I do not know your true identity, this is Zhonghai. Taking advantage of the moment when the Ability Society destroyed the Dragon Roar Gang and suddenly getting involved in the South District doesn’t seem to comply with the rules of the Martial Arts World, does it?”

“Heh, I never expected that Old Eight, who has always been low-profile and patient, would know about the Ability Society. It seems there’s nothing left to discuss then. Since Old Eight insists I’m breaking the rules, then I can only admit it,” Lin Zifeng responded as he suddenly stood up.

A pair of hollow and desolate eyes flickered with a few strands of dark and bloody light.

Instantly, the atmosphere inside the private room cooled down.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

The lackey who had just been slapped by Lin Zifeng quickly pulled a Hand Arrow from his waist and pointed it at Lin Zifeng’s head.

Approximately five or six men drew their arrows and pointed them at them.

“Qiao Ba, what are you trying to do?!”

Zhang Mengjie exclaimed furiously.

“I’m sorry, Sister Zhang.”

Suddenly!

Zhang Mengjie suddenly felt a chill on her temple, and a cold arrow barrel was pressed against it!