Chapter 30: Cloudview Grand Hotel, Xu Fei Pays His Respects to the Dragon King

An hour later, on the other side of the city, Xu Fei, head of the Xu family, stared at the two opened packages before him, his face drained of color, his expression one of utter shock.

He could never have imagined that Shan Liang, a man who was virtually invincible throughout Yunzhou, had been decapitated by Ye Fan. Seeing the blood-soaked head of Xu Quan before him, Xu Fei began to tremble, his face ghostly pale with rage.

"Ye Fan, I should have killed you back when I hit you with my car and left you a vegetable!" Xu Fei hissed, grinding his teeth in fury.

Driven by a desperate need to avenge Xu Quan, and realizing that even Shan Liang was no match for Ye Fan, he hurried out of his study and rushed to the residence of Wang Jiu, the king of the underworld.

"Xu Fei pays his respects to Master Jiu," he said, bowing low and respectfully upon reaching the king of the underworld.

"You’re in quite a hurry. What is it? Speak!" Wang Jiu replied, his face stern.

Xu Fei nodded repeatedly. "Master Jiu, that Ye Fan from the Ye family’s General’s Mansion has killed my Xu Quan and the top-tier warrior Shan Liang. I beg you, Master Jiu, please let me have an audience with the Dragon King!"

"You want to ask the Dragon King to help you deal with Ye Fan?" Wang Jiu pressed.

As he asked, the words Ye Fan had spoken to him earlier echoed in his mind: "Little Jiu, if I’m not mistaken, once Xu Fei receives those packages and learns of Shan Liang’s death, he will come to you to seek an audience with the Dragon King. When he does, agree to it. He is involved in the massacre of my entire family, and I will not let him off easily."

Recalling these words, Wang Jiu watched Xu Fei nod fervently and said, "The Dragon King is a figure of supreme status. I cannot make such decisions on my own. I will request an audience for you now."

Overjoyed, Xu Fei bowed repeatedly. "Thank you, Master Jiu! You are a great benefactor to my family and to me personally!"

Wang Jiu dialed Ye Fan’s number. "Sir, Xu Fei, the head of the Xu family in Yunzhou, is here with me. He is requesting an audience with the Dragon King to seek your assistance. What are your instructions?"

Standing nearby, Xu Fei listened with bated breath, waiting for the Dragon King’s response.

A moment later, Ye Fan’s voice came through: "The head of the Xu family in Yunzhou, Xu Fei?"

Hearing the question, Xu Fei signaled frantically to Wang Jiu, pulling out a bank card containing ten million.

Wang Jiu said, "Yes, sir. Xu Fei has just stated that he is willing to offer a reward of ten million, and he promises to grant you any request—no matter what it is."

After a few seconds of silence, Ye Fan replied, "Seeing as he is so sincere, I will meet him. Once you have set the time and place, report back to me."

Ye Fan hung up. Xu Fei, having not heard the final part of the conversation, looked at Wang Jiu expectantly. "Master Jiu, what did the Dragon King say? Did he agree to meet me?"

Wang Jiu maintained his stern expression. "You’re in luck. He agreed, and he wants you to choose the time and place."

Xu Fei was ecstatic. "Thank you so much, Master Jiu! Let’s set it for one hour from now at the Qilin Private Room on the twenty-seventh floor of the Yunjing Hotel in Yunzhou."

"Very well," Wang Jiu replied. "Go make the arrangements at the hotel. I will report to the Dragon King."

After Xu Fei bowed in gratitude and hurried away, Wang Jiu called Ye Fan again. "Sir, the time is one hour from now at the Yunjing Hotel, twenty-seventh floor, Qilin Private Room."

"Bring my mask. Meet me in the hotel lobby in half an hour," Ye Fan commanded before hanging up.

Before leaving the old Ye family estate, he checked on his sister, Xiaoya, who was resting, then turned and headed toward the Yunjing Hotel.

Ten minutes later, he arrived at the entrance. As he was about to step into the lobby, he bumped into Xu Fei, who was outside preparing a gift for the Dragon King.

Recognizing Ye Fan, Xu Fei’s eyes filled with malice. He spat, "Ye Fan, what a narrow road we walk!"

Ye Fan raised an eyebrow. "Narrow, is it? And then what?"

"Don't think that just because you killed my guard captain, Shan Liang, there is no one in Yunzhou who can deal with you," Xu Fei sneered, his face twisted with hatred. "Let me tell you, the invincible Dragon King is here! No matter how strong you think you are, in front of the Dragon King, you are nothing but an ant!"

Ye Fan feigned shock. "The Dragon King you speak of... is he the leader of the Dragon Sect?"

Xu Fei grew even more arrogant. "That’s right, the leader of the Dragon Sect! Even the sovereign of the Dragon Kingdom has to show him respect! What? Now that you know he’s in Yunzhou, are you scared? Are you cowering? I’m here to see him right now, and he has already agreed to help me destroy you! Once the Dragon King strikes, you won't live to see tomorrow's sun!"

With a look of utter contempt, Xu Fei walked past Ye Fan and strode into the lobby. At the entrance, he turned back one last time, shouting, "Ye Fan, you reckless fool! Challenging my family is a death sentence. If I say you die at two, you won't live until three!"

After delivering his final threat, Xu Fei stormed into the hotel.

Moments later, Wang Jiu approached Ye Fan. "Sir, here is your Dragon King mask."

Ye Fan took the mask—a custom-made piece crafted from pure gold. He donned it and said, "Little Jiu, take me to see this Xu Fei. I am very curious to see his reaction when he finds out I am the Dragon King."

Wang Jiu nodded and led Ye Fan into the lobby. A few minutes later, they arrived at the Qilin Private Room on the twenty-seventh floor.

Xu Fei, who had been waiting at the door, rushed over to Wang Jiu and bowed low. "Xu Fei pays his respects to Master Jiu!"

As he looked up, his eyes fell upon the figure behind Wang Jiu, wearing the golden Dragon King mask. Xu Fei broke into a cold sweat, his body trembling violently. "Master... Master Jiu, is this... is this the world-renowned, peerless Dragon King?"

Wang Jiu remained stern. "Who else would it be?"

Terrified, Xu Fei turned deathly pale. He bowed deeply, his voice shaking uncontrollably. "Xu Fei, head of the Yunzhou Xu family, pays his respects to the Dragon King!"