Permanent Martial Arts

I see.
Let’s go down and take a look.”

Lin Feng sneered inwardly.
He’d like to see what else the Zhao family had come up with.

…

In the living room of the villa, Mr.
and Mrs.
Lin sat upright and still, their expressions a little dark.

Zhao Dongsheng, Zhao Beisheng, and Zhao Ping were all here.
There was also a middle-aged man in a casual outfit with an extraordinary air.
He was sitting casually on the sofa with his eyes closed, as if he was resting.

Lin Feng came downstairs and glanced at the Zhao family, especially at Zhao Ping.

How imposing was Lin Feng’s aura now? Even a glance from him was filled with authority.
Zhao Ping shrunk in fear and lowered his head, not daring to speak.
He no longer looked anything like the high and mighty Young Master Zhao.

“What a rare guest!” Lin Feng said coldly.
He did not have a good impression of the Zhao family.

“Lin Feng!”

Zhao Beisheng was the first to speak.
“I haven’t congratulated you on your extraordinary performance in the Global Martial Arts Competition yet.
You’ve done people of Central Sea like us very proud! You’re really the pride of our Central Sea City!”

“Mr.
Zhao, I can’t accept such praise from you.”

Zhao Beisheng’s expression froze slightly, but he continued, “Lin Feng, we came here sincerely to reconcile.”

“Reconcile? Didn’t we already reconcile the last time General Long came? Director Zhao, you’re being too kind.”

Zhao Beisheng’s expression was a little awkward.
Could the last time be considered a reconciliation? Both parties knew very well that the Lin family had suffered greatly last time and could only swallow their anger.

From the looks of it, Lin Feng was clearly still angry.
How could they reconcile so easily?

At this moment, Zhao Dongsheng suddenly said, “Lin Feng, you and I are both Metamorphic Realm martial artists now.
Don’t beat around the bush.
Tell me, what exactly do you want? Our Zhao family sincerely wants to reconcile this time!”

“Sincerely? Looks like your Zhao family wasn’t sincere in reconciling last time.
Your Zhao family should know what I want.
Why ask me?”

Lin Feng retorted bluntly.

“Lin Feng, Zhao Ping is the only heir to the Zhao family.
Moreover, his crime is not punishable by death! What do you want, East Sea Corporation? We are willing to give up 51% of the shares of East Sea Corporation to your Lin Corporation to hold.
Is this sincerity enough?”

Zhao Dongsheng was indeed decisive.
He gave up the East Sea Corporation just like that.

“Zhao Dongsheng, you and I are both martial artists.
Do you think I would care about a mere East Sea Corporation?”

“You…”

Zhao Dongsheng was at his wit’s end.
He felt that he had already made the greatest concession, but Lin Feng was still relentless.
Zhao Dongsheng’s expression gradually darkened as he looked at the middle-aged man who had been resting with his eyes closed.

Swoosh.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man who had been resting with his eyes closed opened his eyes.

“Young man, don’t be so aggressive sometimes.
Forgive others when possible.
How about you let the Zhao family off the hook on my account?”

The middle-aged man exuded an intimidating aura.
As soon as he spoke, the atmosphere in the entire living room became incomparably heavy.
It was as if the middle-aged man in front of him was a huge mountain, invoking reverence in one.

Under this aura, it was difficult for others to even speak, let alone argue.
Looking at Mr.
and Mrs.
Lin’s flushed faces, they were clearly suppressed by the aura.

At this moment, Zhao Dongsheng heaved a sigh of relief.
Then, his tone hardened.

“This is Lord Shang Yuntao, a Divine Realm martial artist of the Freelance Cultivators Union! I specially invited Lord Shang Yuntao to be a witness.
Our Zhao family is indeed sincere about reconciling!”

Zhao Dongsheng had highlighted Shang Yuntao’s identity to pressurize Lin Feng.
How was this seeking truce? He was clearly using authority to force Lin Feng to make peace.

After all, in the eyes of the Zhao family, no matter how strong and talented Lin Feng was, he was only a Metamorphic Realm martial artist at the moment.
How could they dare to not show respect to a Divine Realm martial artist?

“So it’s Mr.
Shang, a Divine Realm martial artist.
Excuse my disrespect.
However, your account is not enough!”

Lin Feng’s tone was calm, but as soon as he spoke, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly tensed, as if even the air had solidified.