Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 567

The eldest son of the Chu family, who was presumed lost in the national war twenty years ago, was alive! What's more, he had already been appointed as a general and was one of the three leaders of the Military Department.

Yang Jingyu suddenly felt dizzy. "If that's the case, Donghua is about to undergo a transformation."

Crown Prince Hua of the Capital, Lord Chu of Yenching, and the eight royal families of Donghua, who were kings in their own right, had finally established a stable balance with their three pillars. However, now it seemed that they would likely face a reshuffling of power.

Yang Jingyu had a feeling that a seismic event was going to happen.

"This news is truly exhilarating."

Although waves of emotions surged within him, Yang Jingyu maintained his composure, respectfully following Chu Feng in paying respects to the deceased.

"Whoosh!"

While Chu Feng was tending to his mother's tombstone, a G-Class Mercedes-Benz drove into the cemetery, raising clouds of dust and splattering mud and water.

A young couple emerged from the car, adorned in expensive attire and emanating an air of arrogance. They were accompanied by several black-clad bodyguards, exuding an air of wealth and importance.

"Is this Dragon Veins, the place you were searching for?" the young woman frowned, waving her hand disdainfully with an air of superiority.

"Miss Lu, don't underestimate this place. I spent three million to invite a fortune teller from Gangtai. This is a land with great fortune," the young man said with a flattering expression, his tone brimming with triumph. "Once Master Lu is laid to rest here, after a hundred years, his blessings will surely reach his descendants, leading them to eternal bliss."

"I have taken care of everything. As long as Master Lu agrees, I will relocate all these people to their graves and begin construction immediately to create a luxurious palace-like tomb for him. It will be on par with the tombs of the royal nobles. How does that sound?"

Lu Wen grabbed her phone and spoke icily, "You have ten minutes. My patience is running thin."

"Understood," Hu Jie replied, bowing his head. However, he turned to face Chu Feng and the others with an expression of arrogance and disdain.

"Does this grave belong to your ancestors? I don't care who they are, you need to move them today. Move them now, so it wouldn't bother me!"

"Otherwise, I will delay the start of construction tomorrow. Don't blame me if I dig up the coffin and expose your corpse, leaving this wretched woman with no peace and her bones scattered."

"Plop!"

With those words, he threw a checkbook over, pointing with a haughty expression. "Fill in the amount yourself."