Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 109

The crowd went wild as Liu Xuecheng and Han Li's faces fell. Why was Heather, the Chairman of Happy Valley, the legendary trillionaire, and the goddess of the business world, here? Wang Wei could feel his heart leaping out of his chest, and his soul leaving his body. He had just run his mouth off and ordered the owner of Happy Valley, the boss of his own boss, to get sacked! "Chairman, I can explain. I—"

Surprisingly, the almighty goddess didn't even stop to look at him, and she walked past him as if he was nothing but air. Under the crowd's watchful gazes, she stepped gracefully toward Chu Feng in her high heels as if everyone else was beneath her notice. Then, she bowed down and said reverentially, "Forgive me, My Lord. I have allowed these morons to disrupt your good mood."

The crowd erupted into chaos. Heather—the goddess of the business world and the trillionaire who had single-handedly founded Happy Valley—was bowing to ask forgiveness from a stranger? Liu Xuecheng and Han Li's jaws nearly dropped, but Wang Wei was already falling to his knees in terror. Who exactly was this man? Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

Yun Muqing, meanwhile, already knew Chu Feng had saved Heather's life before, but even the sight of her being so respectful to Chu Feng shocked her. On the other hand, Chu Feng acted so nonchalant that it was like he felt entitled to such treatment. Indeed, he was. "Your employees, your business." He waved his hand dismissively and brought Yun Muqing to sit at a nearby café. Immediately, someone served them two cups of coffee as if they were VIPs on a holiday.

"Of course. I'll make sure they get what they deserve." Heather remained bowed. When she lifted her gaze, the crowd felt as if they had been plunged into ice under her gaze. As a woman who had forged a two-trillion business empire in just three years, Heather was the kind who didn't need to be angry to intimidate someone, but the way these fools had offended Chu Feng brought her this close to exploding with rage.

"F-Forgive me, Chairman. I was blind and petty. I-I'm more than willing to make amends." Wang Wei was already on his knees, shaking badly enough that his very soul seemed to tremble too. What sort of background did Chu Feng have to make Heather herself bow for forgiveness? He could neither imagine nor comprehend it. All he knew was that Chu Feng could crush him within the snap of a finger, and the knowledge of that fact made him feel hopeless.

"In the West, you would have been crippled in all four limbs and thrown in a mass grave to feed the dogs for offending the Lord." Heather glanced at him and said apathetically. "Break his legs and throw him out. From now on, his name will be on the industry blacklist, and anyone who dares hire him will be an enemy of my family, the Smiths!" Before Wang Wei could bemoan his fate, several men clad in black jumped out of the car and dragged him in. His piercing wails struck fear into everyone's hearts.

Everyone was shaken by the methods this woman used in retaliation. To have one’s legs broken and be banned to work in this industry forever were a fate worse than death itself. After dealing with Wang Wei, Heather turned her attention to the Liu couple and asked coldly, "I heard you two were the ones who ordered that bastard to kick My Lord out?" Liu Xuecheng couldn't help but sweat profusely at that question. His mouth twitched as he assessed the situation. He had the status, background, and authority to order Wang Wei around as director of the Cultural Center but not Heather—the business magnate who had over trillions of dollars. He wasn't even fit to speak to her. In addition, the decisive and cruel way she dealt with Wang Wei made his heart pound, and he really regretted going against Chu Feng at that moment.