Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 482

"Not bad. I didn't expect you to be able to defeat Taishan. I admire your courage, but that doesn't mean you get to do whatever you want in front of me!"

Yun Ting rested his hands behind his back and walked up to Chu Feng. "No matter how strong you might be, you're still only an ordinary man, and you won't achieve anything great in your life. I am a general of Donghua, and I command 30,000 elite soldiers under me. What makes you think you can go against me?"

Yun Ting puffed up his chest to make the medals pinned on his uniform gleam even more brilliantly, as though that would make him look more intimidating.

Indeed, many of the guests around him instinctively lowered their heads and seemed nervous.

It was intimidating to be so close to a general and the son-in-law of the Nonamillennial!

It was not exaggerating to say that Yun Ting was currently one of the most powerful people in Donghua.

Yun Changqing stretched his limbs and sipped his tea, expecting Chu Feng and Yun Muqing to fall to their knees and apologize to him soon.

He considered himself lucky for being able to have such an outstanding son from a one-night stand with a random social escort in a small town.

He regretted not sleeping around even more. Who knows if he might have a few more children like Yun Ting, or even better?

Yun Ting smirked smugly, thinking that Chu Feng was sufficiently cowed. He dusted his military uniform and said, "You should know my identity…"

"Your identity? What's your identity?" Chu Feng looked at him mockingly and said, "The son-in-law of a eunuch, or his lapdog?"

Yun Ting's face instantly went taut, and he looked as sullen as he could get.

Everyone who heard that, including Yun Changqing, gasped in shock.

How dare that guy insult the Nonamillennial? Is he tired of living?

"You're not considered a real man, let alone a general of the military. What gives you the right to act so brazenly?" Chu Feng said coldly. "Your clothes and medals don't mean anything to me."

Yun Ting pierced the sword at Chu Feng. He was feeling very smug about himself, but the next moment, his face turned pale.

Instead of piercing into flesh and bone, Yun Ting felt as though he was hitting the face of a mountain. Instantly, he felt weak and helpless.

"Is that what Wei Zhongxian taught you?" Chu Feng was standing straight and pinching the sword with two fingers, as though he did not exert any effort at all. However, Yun Ting could not move an inch.

"This is… impossible!" Yun Ting's eyes widened in shock. He could not believe what he saw.

Chu Feng had intercepted the attack with his bare hands!

"You don't deserve to wield a sword," Chu Feng said and flicked a finger.

The sword vibrated violently and shattered into a thousand pieces…