Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 842

Ye Rongcheng trembled and asked, "May I inquire about the whereabouts of the Dragon Lord? The Ye family would like to extend our highest courtesy to make amends for this mistake."

Chen FengXing glanced mischievously at Ye Rongcheng and replied, "The Ye family has already had the honor of hosting the Dragon Lord before. It left quite an impression."

"What? We've already hosted him?" Ye Rongcheng was instantly dumbfounded, and the rest of the Ye family members exchanged disbelieving glances.

They all gasped in shock, feeling anxious and uncertain about the meaning behind Chen FengXing's words.

If they had respectfully hosted the Dragon Soul's God of War, it would have been fine, but if they had disrespected him, it would have caused a major problem.

Ye Rongcheng carefully recalled and confirmed once again.

Fortunately, the guests visiting the Ye family today were all influential figures from high society, and the Ye family maintained the highest standards of hospitality. Their etiquette was absolutely impeccable.

Therefore, they wouldn't have offended the Dragon Soul's God of War.

"In that case, please invite the Dragon Lord out, Commander Chen," Ye Rongcheng said.

Chen FengXing took a step forward, followed by all the military officers.

Everyone in the room stared intently, eager to catch a glimpse of what the Dragon Soul's God of War looked like.

Soon, Chen FengXing arrived at the first row of seats for the guests, the most prestigious and highest-ranking seats. He didn't even turn his head and walked straight past.

When he reached the second row, he still didn't glance at anyone.

He went down the third row, fourth row, and so on. Then, he reached the last row, which was the sixth row.

The crowd immediately caused another commotion.

"I didn't expect the Dragon Soul's God of War to sit in the last row. He's really low-key."

"He's a big shot that always maintains a low profile. He possesses a broad mind."

"D*mn, no wonder Shen Wanqian and the Governor insisted on sitting in the last row. Could they have recognized the Dragon Soul's God of War?"

The crowd was buzzing with excitement. The faces of the Ye family members became extremely embarrassed, and Ye Rongcheng was drenched in cold sweat.

Ye Mei'er's eyes widened even more, her pretty face filled with excitement and horror. "Feng, could it be that y-you are—"

Snap!

Chen FengXing stood tall and suddenly saluted, loudly declaring, "I am Chen FengXing, the pioneer of Dragon Soul Warlord, reporting to the Dragon Soul's God of War!"

Behind him, more than ten military officers saluted in unison, their voices thundering. "We pay our respects to the Dragon Soul's God of War!"

With a rustling sound, the more than ten heads of influential families on both sides, led by Shen Wanqian, stood up.

Guan Ping An led more than ten provincial leaders to bow deeply.

"We pay our respects to the Dragon Soul's God of War!"

In an instant, the entire venue fell into deathly silence.

However, the expressions of everyone present instantly froze, as if they had been struck by lightning. They were completely dumbfounded.