Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 217

At that moment, seven or eight men in uniform were walking in a formation around a charismatic-looking, middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, as they hurried down from the hilltop office. Wang Erzhu immediately stood to attention and saluted. “Good day, Manager Wu!”

This middle-aged man was the manager of Mount Haitang’s estate department and Wang Erzhu’s superior, so he immediately handed Manager Wu a cigarette in an attempt to flatter him. “Manager Wu, I was just about to report something to you, and I hope you’d allow it. This man is a childhood friend of mine called Chu Feng, and he’d like a job on our security force so I need your sign for that.” He pointed to Chu Feng, then thumped his chest. “No worries, I’ve assessed his character and competence, and he’s completely reliable. So just place him under my command as a little guard, and he’ll do anything you say. Odd errands, pouring tea and suchlike—”

Manager Wu and the others suddenly held their breaths and their faces paled.

Wang Erzhu frowned, then pointed at Chu Feng with an annoyed look. “What are you standing there for? Bow and thank Manager Wu now. I swear, you’re the most socially inept, ignorant fool I’ve—”

Before he could finish, Manager Wu shoved Wang Erzhu aside and made a beeline for Chu Feng before performing a ninety-degree bow and saying shakily, “Forgive me, Mr. Chu. I’ve been an incompetent leader!”

Behind him, the men all bowed and apologized with the utmost fear and respect as they chorused, “Forgive us, Mr. Chu!”

Chu Feng’s hands remained clasped behind his straight back. His expression was mysteriously calm, just like Mount Haitang itself as he spoke casually, “Be at ease. I can’t punish you for unknowingly doing wrong. This has nothing to do with you all, and so you should not feel guilty.”

The Haitang Garden Mansion was officially owned by Yun Muqing, but everyone knew she only owned it because her husband, a mysterious rich man called ‘Mr. Chu’, had bought it for her as a gift. Alas, this Mr. Chu kept a profile so low that most people had only ever heard of him, but never seen him with their own eyes.

Never in his wildest dreams had Wang Erzhu imagined that his own ‘poor neighbor’, Chu Feng was the same Mr. Chu who owned the Haitang Garden Mansion. When he looked to the still-calm Chu Feng, he found himself speechless and felt like the earth itself was spinning.

“What are you gawking at? Apologize to Mr. Chu now!” Manager Wu yelled at Wang Erzhu with a grim look. “I’m warning you, if you botch the apology, I’ll sack you at once!”