The war has started.
Xu Hongzhuang led the Iron Demon Army and so reinforcents to the base, and besides, the conservatives were also taking action, reportedly sending dozens of Corpse Demons and several High-tier Professionals.
Yet these events had not affected Chen Feng and his team in the slightest.
He was rely a guest, entitled to decide his own freedom.
Two days later.
The bustle at East Bridge simred down, those officers, warriors, and laborers who had been busy for days could finally let go of their burdens and have a restful sleep.
anwhile, the ruling class, high-ranking military officers were discussing the recent events in their secret residences. They were the new elite of East Bridge, whose powerful prowess ford this distorted ruling system. Any upheaval at the base could potentially shake their positions.
Many were operating behind the scenes, but Chen Feng ignored this, packing everything up, ready to accept the invitation.
Night had fallen, and so common folks had even fallen asleep. With few entertainnt options in the apocalypse, going to bed early helped reduce food consumption and eased exhaustion.
However, in the central area of the city, Hong Jiuling's mansion was brightly lit, creating a stark contrast with the silent, tranquil environnt outside.
The place was tightly guarded, inside and out, with countless ard warriors at the entrance, stairs, even corridors. In addition, expressionless Corpse Demons stood by, looking eerie, gloomy, and unfathomable.
Yet Chen Feng, being confident in his skills, was now a figure in East Bridge and naturally had no hesitation. He stepped forward, heading towards the door.
Next to him, only Inferior Demon followed.
At this mont, Inferior Demon's body was entirely covered by a cloak, only her cute little face was visible. Despite not having legs, she walked with surprising agility, keeping half a step's distance from Chen Feng, proceeding steadily.
Chen Feng proceeded straight into Hong Jiuling's room without averting his gaze.
He imdiately saw a group in the living room, seemingly waiting for him quietly, surrounded by guards. Only a middle-aged man sat in a chair. Despite the moderate temperature, he habitually wore a snow fleece coat, curling up like he was bracing against the cold.
Behind him stood several guards, including the familiar "Burial Craftsman" Li Chiyu, and a warrior with an exposed upper body, as mighty as if forged in iron. This person had disheveled hair, sideburns, resembling a human-shaped lion, eyes flickering with bloodthirsty light.
At a glance, he wasn't rely human, but a pure beast.
Hong Jiuling commanded four great experts, besides Mr. Fang and Li Chiyu, this must be the fad "Madman" Weng Ziqiang.
Upon seeing Chen Feng, Weng Ziqiang displayed ferocity, his beast-like eyes even emitted a green glow, scanning Chen Feng's body with needle-like intensity, causing goosebumps to rise.
Provocation.
This was blatant provocation.
Inferior Demon originally stood obediently by his side, like a cat warming by the fireplace in winter, her head resting casually on Chen Feng's thigh.
But now, she sensed sothing, poking her little head out from behind.
Inferior Demon disliked others looking at her master in such a way; previously, those daring to do so didn't last long.
In her empty-headed thoughts, there were no concerns. She glared at Weng Ziqiang, the cloak suddenly trembled, a surge of murderous intent filled the room, akin to a Giant Dragon roaring fiercely throughout the living room.
Dragon's presence!
Although Weng Zhiqiang was formidable, a lion pales before a dragon, montarily weakened, even stepping back.
Li Chiyu beside him was startled, eyes fixated on Inferior Demon, and in an instant, his palm extended a piece of white bone, surprisingly his hand bone!
A typical person pulling out a hand bone would beco disabled, but this was Li Chiyu's ability. Bones grow infinitely, during combat these were his weapons.
Chen Feng patted Inferior Demon's head, only then did the young girl subdue her imposing aura and return to her place.
anwhile, Hong Jiuling remained seated, eyes flashing a hint of crimson, shaking his head. Weng Ziqiang noticed and withdrew his aura, retreating quietly.
Experts confront rather than engage directly.
A tiger never fraternizes with a mouse; this was a challenge, a test. If Chen Feng couldn't withstand this pressure, further confrontation would be pointless.
"Chen Feng? So you're the leader of the Economic Developnt Zone, a pleasure to et you." Hong Jiuling said, slowly raising his head.
"The Economic Developnt Zone holds little importance; to control such large forces at East Bridge, you're the true hero." Seeing Hong Jiuling's composed deanor, Chen Feng didn't move, not showing any alarm.
Both were cunning, with strategies far beyond ordinary people's comprehension, complinting each other as if nothing had happened.
This was Chen Feng's first eting with Hong Jiuling. In a past life, this elusive man secluded himself daily. Additionally, during the insect outbreak, he vanished mysteriously, leaving no chance to et.
"You're a distinguished guest at East Bridge. There seems to be a misunderstanding between us. Today, I'll host you well as my apology. Serve the dishes!"
Hong Jiuling spoke, shortly after, a few young girls entered the room.
These girls appeared young, each exceedingly beautiful, clearly carefully selected. Their delicate bare bodies were scarcely covered by thin gauze, revealing their beauty fully to everyone present.
They carried tableware and food, placing it on the table, capturing Chen Feng's attention.
Leopard tail, bear paw, tiger head—all exquisite delicacies, moreover, these ingredients were extraordinary, presented on the table. Chen Feng took a light whiff, the fragrant aromas filled the air, containing potent life essence.
Typical beasts don't possess such life force, aning… the ingredients were all mutated beasts, with a minimum of Bronze Tier strength!
Chen Feng furrowed his brows, reflecting upon that day when Zhang Xueyuan invited him, the beasts witnessed at the entrance corresponded to this feast.
In other words, to host Chen Feng, Hong Jiuling turned Zhang Xueyuan's beasts into dishes?
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