Dragon King Palace: Urban Affluent Son-in-Law

"Found them?" Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and asked Feng Yueji.

"Yes!"

Because the scouts sent by Feng Yueji and the guardians all had corresponding signal receivers on them.

The purpose of this was to ensure that if they ever went missing, they could be located using the signal receivers.

Previously, these signal receivers were somehow blocked, but now they suddenly started to receive signals again, prompting her confidant to call Feng Yueji immediately.

"Where are they?"

"West City, at Xilai Mountain." Feng Yueji frowned, unsure why that group of Myanmar people took her scouts there.

Jiang Feng pondered for a moment and said, "This is bait they've released to deliberately lure us over."

The situation took a turn, and he no longer needed to interfere with Chu Feifei's own decisions.

His own caution was a bit excessive, as it seemed the opponents had no intention of using despicable methods; instead, they were blatantly trying to lure him out, how arrogant!

"I think so too. The phones of those subordinates can't be reached, but the signal receivers can detect their location. It's obvious that the opponent has set up a trap," Feng Yueji agreed deeply.

Nangong Qingcheng and the other three women looked at the two in confusion, unsure of what was happening.

Jiang Feng didn't explain much, only instructed Chu Feifei that if she encountered any trouble within the group, she should call him immediately.

Then, he left home with Feng Yueji.

...

Thirty minutes later, Feng Yueji drove her Lamborghini, arriving with Jiang Feng at the base of Xilai Mountain, where the signal had pointed.

Xilai Mountain was, in essence, a barren mountain.

In the early days when West City was undeveloped, villagers from nearby would come up the mountain to chop wood and hunt.

But as living standards improved, there was no longer a need for such a primitive lifestyle.

Additionally, Xilai Mountain was remote and sparsely populated, causing it to gradually become a deserted area.

But now, the signals from the missing people showed they were there, deep within the dense forest.

Jiang Feng and Feng Yueji parked their car and climbed the mountain by foot for several hundred meters until they indeed saw the scouts.

However, they were all hanging from the trees, reduced to corpses!

Each had died a gruesome death, as if they were tortured before dying, their bodies covered with wounds, almost flayed, unrecognizable.

Some had their intestines spilled out, their internal organs fallen to the ground, being pecked at by crows.

This horrifying scene made Feng Yueji nauseous, but also furiously angry!

These people were her loyal subordinates, now reduced to such a state, the opponents were indeed too cruel!

"Who did this? Stop hiding and come out!" Feng Yueji surveyed the surroundings, shouting angrily.

As soon as she spoke, a group indeed emerged from the dense forest ahead.

Leading them was a man with dark skin, carrying a long sword shelved in its scabbard.

He seemed unremarkable, looking like an ordinary Myanmar person, but as he appeared, a strong murderous aura erupted and enveloped the area.

It was as if his whole being was a peerless sword, capable of intimidating the masses even while sheathed!

An expert!

That was Feng Yueji's first reaction seeing him.

She even felt he was the strongest person she'd ever seen, just the sharp aura he exuded was enough to suppress her breathing, her skin tightening.

Behind the leader were two more dark-skinned individuals, one fat, the other skinny.

The skinny one wielded a soft sword, and the fat one a heavy sword, both possessing astonishing auras, intimidating in nature!

And behind them were seven individuals of similar build, with faces that seemed carved from the same mold.

Their aura wasn't as strong as the first three, but at a glance, none of them were ordinary, each with cold, hawk-like eyes, fully alert!

"Jiang Feng from Binhai, you actually came, and brought a woman?" the leader sneered, looking at Jiang Feng and Feng Yueji.

"Who are you?" Feng Yueji asked angrily.

"Me?" The leader sneered, "Let me introduce myself; I am Dan Min, the sixth disciple under Master Hemeng of Myanmar, known as the Myanmar Sword Saint! The ascetic monk whom you killed at Jiangnan Yinpan Mountain was my senior brother!"

Sword Saint?!

Feng Yueji was stunned, could there really be such a person in Myanmar?

"Ah, beautiful lady, we've long heard that Chinese women are fair-skinned and beautiful, and today's encounter proves it true. After we avenge our senior brother's death by killing the prime culprit, we'll take you back to Myanmar, how about that?"

The fat man holding the heavy sword grinned as he spoke.

He, like the skinny one, was also a disciple of Hemeng, senior brothers to Du Sengming and Dan Min.

However, one was the third disciple, and the other was the fifth.

In terms of talent and skill, they were far outclassed by Dan Min, thus relegated to mere foils beside him.

This time Master Hemeng sent Dan Min to China on business, and the two were sent to assist.

The seven behind were members of Myanmar's Royal Guard!

Hemeng, after all, was Myanmar's State Preceptor, and he valued reputation; once he decided to take action, he aimed to ensure Jiang Feng's demise! These members of the Royal Guard were indeed more effective than the average assassin or underground organization members.

"Does Heigu Group have connections with you?" Jiang Feng suddenly asked.

"Haha, you know quite a bit. This time it was Tarsen who proactively approached my master and offered up his woman to enlist my master's aid," Dan Min looked at Jiang Feng with disdain, having no need to hide it from a doomed man.

Jiang Feng understood, it all boiled down to Heigu Group causing trouble, bringing in stronger forces to deal with him!

He originally intended to go abroad when time allowed, to eradicate the lingering menace that was Heigu Group, but never found the opportunity, not expecting Tarsen to escalate this way!

"China's Jiang Feng, I really can't see what extraordinary abilities you have, nor do you seem like a secret weapon nurtured by China in the shadows. It seems my master was overthinking?"

Dan Min scrutinized Jiang Feng once more, stating, "Anyway, today let me see for myself, how you managed to kill my senior brother!"

As his words fell, the seven members of the Royal Guard approached Jiang Feng.

Each was unarmed, yet their imposing presence was on par with professional soldiers armed with live weapons!

"Master, these people aren't worth your personal involvement, let me handle it!"

Feng Yueji's face was filled with anger as she stepped forward bravely!