C35 What Are You Doing Here?
C35 What Are You Doing Here?
The top floor was naturally the room where Patriarch Lee was staying. Patriarch Lee, who was close to 60 years old, was currently dressed in a Tang suit. He was sitting in front of the tea table, sipping the top grade tea. And beside him stood a handsome man, but this man didn't seem to be in high spirits.
There were pictures of a few women on Patriarch Lee's table. That woman had a pretty figure, and her appearance wasn't bad. A satisfied smile flashed across Patriarch Lee's eyes. He muttered to himself to the man behind him, "Hanfeng, this is your future wife. She looks pretty good, right?"
With Lee Family's means, they could easily make Zhang Lin marry into their family. In a few days, Zhang Lin might become his daughter-in-law.
Although it was Zhang Lin's second marriage, she was still a virgin. She was a good match with his son.
As for Zhang Lin's husband, he was simply a trash. Even Patriarch Lee was not prepared for him.
But at this moment, the metal door broke into pieces.
This loud sound frightened Patriarch Lee. Even though he was an Acquired Martial Cultivator, he was far from being able to do that.
When he regained his senses, he discovered a man wearing a grey shirt and a gloomy expression appearing in front of him.
Patriarch Lee did not even think about it and shouted in a stern voice. "Who are you? Get out of here!"
After all, this was the Lee Family, his territory.
However, Chu Feng was laughing lightly at this moment. In just a moment, he had already closed in on Patriarch Lee. His right hand was tightly holding Patriarch Lee's neck. He said in an extremely cold tone, "I am the one who killed you."
Before Patriarch Lee could react, he felt that he was about to suffocate. His face turned purple all of a sudden.
Chu Feng held Patriarch Lee's neck and slapped him hard on the tea table. The tea table was broken into pieces. It could be seen how powerful the force was.
Patriarch Lee laid limply on the ground. Scarlet blood kept flowing out from his face. Ever since he became an Acquired Martial Cultivator, no one had ever dared to do this to him.
Patriarch Lee's eyes were cold. He stared at Chu Feng and said with a ferocious expression, "Kid, who are you?"
Chu Feng remained silent. He casually picked up a piece of incense wood and exerted force with his right hand. The next moment, when Chu Feng opened his hand, the incense wood had turned into powder.
A breeze blew past, and the incense wood powder in Chu Feng's hand drifted along with the wind. Patriarch Lee was trembling with fear. He could also break the Agarwood table that was more than ten centimeters thick.
But this person could crush a wooden block that was more than ten centimeters thick!
Immediately, Patriarch Lee sucked in a breath of cold air. He was extremely frightened. He respectfully saluted Chu Feng as a martial artist. Only then did he ask, "May I ask who you are? The Lee Family should have never offended you. What are you doing here?"