Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 852 The Nonamillennial's Woman

Chen Ziyi's face was visibly swollen. Her hair was disheveled, and blood trickled from the corners of her mouth, presenting a disheveled appearance.

Zhang Hao trembled with fear, and the bodyguards were left in stunned disbelief. Chu Feng's ruthlessness had exceeded their expectations, leaving her in a deplorable state.

In a fit of madness, she shouted at Chu Feng, "How dare you slap me! Sob, I want you dead and rot in hell!" Then, she said, "What are you useless fools waiting for? Attack! Kill this b*stard!"

Only then did the bodyguards spring into action, their expressions now filled with ferocity. "Attack!"

Their primary duty was to protect Chen Ziyi, and witnessing her battered condition compelled them to confront Chu Feng with lethal force. Some of them even brandished knives, brass knuckles, and other sharp weapons.

"Ah, they're killing people, killing people!" The stewardess, who stood nearby, was gripped with terror. Trembling, she hurriedly sought out a flight attendant.

Chen Ziyi and Zhang Hao, their expressions distorted by madness, reveled in the anticipation of revenge, eagerly awaiting the gruesome spectacle of Chu Feng being dismembered.

However, in the next moment, Chen FengXing stepped forward, positioning himself protectively in front of Chu Feng.

Without any action required from Chu Feng, a series of muffled thuds echoed. All the handsomely paid elite bodyguards had their arms and legs broken. The bodyguards fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

This was the result of Chen FengXing showing mercy. Otherwise, for someone like him who had fought on the battlefield, these people would have been dead in less than a second.

"How is this even possible?"

Chen Ziyi stared in disbelief while Zhang Hao trembled in fear. The extraordinary prowess displayed by the two men left them questioning if these individuals were more than just skilled fighters— perhaps even monsters.

Chu Feng's gaze turned icy as he pointed at the cremation urn on the ground. "Pick it up and apologize to my comrade." From NôvelDrama.Org.

She retorted defiantly, "Pfft… Dream on. Do you think I'll apologize for this unfortunate thing? Are you out of your mind—"

Smack!

Chu Feng's expression remained impassive as he immediately silenced her with a resounding slap. "Apologize."

"B*stard!"

Smack!

"I'll kill you!"

Smack!

"I—"

Smack!

The cycle repeated at least ten times, leaving Chen Ziyi's cheeks battered and bruised. Even the most skilled plastic surgeon would find it challenging to repair the damage.

Despite the injuries, she gritted her teeth and picked up the urn of ashes from the ground. She carefully placed it back on the seat. She bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry, it was my fault."

Zhang Hao, gripped by fear, fell to his knees, repeatedly banging his head on the ground. "I was wrong, esteemed heroes, esteemed sirs. I shouldn't have disturbed your spirits. My Lord, please forgive me—"

Chu Feng, uninterested in these people, furrowed his brows and commanded, "Leave."

Zhang Hao and the group of bodyguards quickly helped each other up.

Chen Ziyi, however, fixed a fierce gaze on Chu Feng and coldly warned, "You will pay the price. I'm telling you, you've offended someone you can't afford to in your lifetime." She added, "Have you ever heard of the Martial Arts Alliance? I happen to be the Supreme Leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, the Nonamillennial's woman. If you continue treating me this way, he'll make sure your whole family pays the price, wiping out your entire bloodline for generations. After we land, you will know the grave mistake you have made."

With her head held high, she exuded an air of arrogance. In her perspective, uttering the terms "Martial Arts Alliance" and "the Nonamillennial" typically elicited a notable reaction from anyone, irrespective of their status or wealth. Usually, people would promptly step forward to offer apologies.

To her surprise, the two men before her maintained a calm demeanor, seemingly unaffected by her words. Could it be that their status was so low that they were unaware of the existence of the Martial Arts Alliance? However, any hope of superiority crumbled as soon as Chu Feng spoke again, further enraging Chen Ziyi.

"The Nonamillennial's woman?" He sneered, a disdainful mockery evident on his face. "Since when do eunuchs and castrated dogs start thinking they can have women?"