Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 853

"What did you just say?" Chen Ziyi's almond-shaped eyes widened, a look of shock and disbelief overtaking her pretty face. "Hiss..."

A collective gasp filled the air as Zhang Hao and several bodyguards from the Martial Arts Alliance reacted with fear.

The Nonamillennial from the Martial Arts Alliance commanded immense respect. The name itself cast a shadow over numerous affluent and influential families in Donghua's martial arts community—a formidable and terrifying figure.

Yet, Chu Feng, standing before them, dared to insult the Nonamillennial with such brazen confidence. Was he genuinely powerful or merely an ignorant fool?

Chu Feng, with a playful smile, scornfully assessed Chen Ziyi. "Marrying a eunuch and living as a widow, and yet you still act so superior and arrogant. Looking back at the past two thousand years of history, you're truly one of a kind. Is this something to be proud of?"

"You jerk, say that again if you dare! Think I won't have the guts to tear you apart?'" Boiling with anger, she was on the verge of exploding. She felt each word stab at her heart.

"Ms. Ziyi, let it go. We can't beat him," Zhang Hao intervened, restraining the enraged Chen Zi Yi. Having witnessed Chen FengXing's overwhelming combat power earlier, Zhang Hao wasn't eager to get beaten up.

She finally regained her composure and felt the burning sensation on her cheeks. With determination, she declared, "Just wait. We're not done settling this score."

"Alright, I'll be waiting," Chu Feng responded calmly, dismissing her threat.

Furious and defeated, she stormed out of the first-class cabin, ordering, "Get someone. Gather all the people from your Martial Arts Alliance. I want to see this jerk torn to pieces!"

"Ms. Chen, don't worry. I'll contact the brothers from the Yenching Martial Arts Alliance. These two won't be able to leave the airport alive."

The stewardess looked at them helplessly and silently prayed for their safety.

Two hours later, the plane touched down at Yenching Airport. As Chu Feng and Chen FengXing disembarked with the cremation urns of their fallen comrades, they were abruptly halted by Chen Ziyi and her group.

"Jerk! Do you think you can just leave like that? It's not that simple. Bring them up!" She waved her hand, and more than a dozen vans promptly pulled up outside the airport.

Over a hundred individuals emerged from the vehicles, armed with machetes and steel rods, radiating a menacing aura as they encircled Chu Feng.

"All of them are elite members of the Martial Arts Alliance, each a specialist in hidden power. Let's see if you still have the guts to go against me. Today, I'm going to break you into pieces." With an air of superiority on her home turf, Chen Ziyi pointed fiercely at Chu Feng, her face contorted with rage as she shouted.