Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 31

For a big shot with an influence as far-reaching as the sky like Chu Feng, Ma Sanyuan was scared to the bones of him. Upon hearing the familiar voice, Ma Jun’s face fell and immediately dismissed his goons with a wave. The previously uproarious atmosphere instantly became dead silent; this fellow could directly contact his uncle? Ma Jun was shaken, a glint of wariness flashing in his eyes.

Then, without further chitchat, Chu Feng asked right away, “Ma Sanyuan, I’m dealing with someone called Ma Jun who claims to be from the Chamber of Commerce of the Four Seas. Is he related to you? If he is, I’ll cripple one of his legs. If he’s not, I’ll cripple both.” His tone was light, but sharply imposing.

On the other end, Ma Sanyuan shuddered so badly he dropped his phone. Immediately, he picked it up and stuttered, “M-Mr. Chu, he’s my own nephew—”

Chu Feng wasted no time and charged. All they could see was a black blur and the next thing they knew, Ma Jun’s right leg was broken with a loud crack!

“Ahhh!” The sound of Ma Jun’s bone cracking was as crisp as Ma Jun’s resulting wail was loud. It deafened everyone present and sent a chill down their spines, including the flabbergasted woman. She did not expect the bastard to be this arrogant; not only did he slap her, he’d broken one of Ma Jun’s legs! Ma Jun, the nephew of the Chamber of Commerce of the Four Seas’s chairman, Ma Sanyuan!

“Jun, are you alright? Bastard, how dare you hit Jun?! You’re dead meat!” The woman hurriedly helped Ma Jun up, then yelled and jabbed a finger at Chu Feng. She’d heard the phone call, but a woman of her stature would never have had a chance to meet Ma Sanyuan directly, let alone recognize his voice.

Ma Jun, meanwhile, was gritting his teeth in pain even as he roared, “Get him! Kill him!” The bastard must pay, even if he knew his uncle. He wanted revenge at all costs, because otherwise he’d just feel like a pitiful coward.

Just then, Ma Jun’s phone registered an incoming call. Ma Jun’s face froze, then he picked up the call and with barely disguised pity cried out, “Uncle, I’m being attacked! I—”