Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 571

Chu Feng paid no attention to her and continued to reveal, "This is the seal of the Minister of Defense, and there are only three in the entire country."

Lu Wen's heart was struck by a bolt of lightning, her mouth wide open in horror, sweat pouring down her face.

"The Minister of Defense's seal? Isn't that only held by a four-star general? He... He's..."

Chu Feng placed it last, "And this is the Protector Dragon Ring worn only by those who have achieved significant military feats in defense of the country."

"There are only ten of these in the country, and your son possesses seven of them!"

This statement was earth-shattering.

"Bang!"

Lu Wen felt a shock in her limbs, her terror mounting, her legs giving way, and she collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Hu Jie and the group of bodyguards exchanged stunned glances, clearly reflecting the shock and fear in each other's eyes.

A four-star general with seven Protector Dragon Rings!

Even with just a little imagination, one could grasp the significance of such an influential figure!

The head of the Ministry of Defense, the God of War—a person of this position could easily annihilate a country if provoked.

Not to mention a single Lu family, even ten or eighteen Lu families would not be enough for such an individual to trample on!

"I'm sorry! I was being too arrogant, ignorant of the consequences. Please forgive me!" Lu Wen immediately dropped to her knees, trembling and begging for mercy.

In an instant, her once lofty and indomitable demeanor had crumbled, and she felt as small as an ant. With a mere movement of Chu Feng's finger, he could easily crush her to pieces.

Hu Jie, too, was completely petrified, gasping for breath, his heart nearly leaping out of his chest.

"I... I just threatened the God of War to relocate his mother's tomb... This... This is..."

His limbs turned to ice, and a chill ran down his spine as if the scythe of death was around his neck.

At the mountain's peak, a chilling gust of wind swept through the vegetation, carrying a coldness that felt like knives cutting through the air.

After tidying up Ye Qingrou's tombstone, Chu Feng turned around and cast a cold gaze at Lu Wen and Hu Jie.

The Lu family of the Sirius Society had stirred his anger.

Ignoring Lu Wen and the others, Chu Feng led Yun Muqing away, gesturing for Yang Jingyu to take care of the situation.

"Please handle it. Don't make my mother's cemetery dirty, it'll disturb her rest," he said with a dismissive wave.

"Yes, Dragon Lord," Yang Jingyu replied with a slight bow, then motioned to his subordinates.

The men in black behind them immediately subdued Hu Jie, Lu Wen, and the others, disregarding their screams and protests. They dragged them away, and soon gunshots echoed in the air.

As the cold wind blew, the ground was stained with blood, creating a desolate scene.

Yang Jingyu glanced indifferently at the gruesome sight and ordered his subordinates to clean up the scene. Just then, Hu Jie's phone rang.

"What's wrong, son? Did someone bully you? Damn it, I'll call Brother 200 right away, he'll kill them!"

In a final desperate attempt, Hu Jie called his father for help, hoping that his father's influence could save him. However, this time his father could not come to his rescue.

"Your son is dead. Come to Xijiao Cemetery to collect the body," Yang Jingyu coldly informed the caller before hanging up and tossing the phone down the mountain.