Chapter 89

When the Wang family was beaten up in Yanjing, it was the first time Yan Feng had encountered such a situation.

Of course, those who were unaware of Wang Rong's background didn't count. But from their commotion at the auction, if they said they didn't know Wang Rong's identity, Yan Feng wouldn't believe it for a second.

He turned his head to look at the so-called culprit. When his eyes met Lu Li's, his expression instantly changed: "Why is it him?"

Yan Feng had a deep impression of Lu Li. In thirty years, he was the only person whom the old man had personally ordered to be treated with respect.

Although Wang Rong's identity was quite special, the Wang and Yan families had no special relationship. At this moment, did he need to ask how to choose?

"Mr. Lu, what exactly happened?" The thought of the 'military order' made Yan Feng shudder, and he quickly walked to Lu Li, asking with a slight show of respect.

"Are you Yan Feng?"

Lu Li confirmed, then smiled: "Actually, nothing much. We came to the auction, spent four million on a fake painting. We told the truth, but Chairman Wang was furious, thinking we were deliberately causing trouble and wanted to keep us. Unfortunately, their skills were not high, and they were beaten by my subordinates."

"Uh?"

Yan Feng turned his head to glance at Xiao Qiang and his brother, his mouth twitching. For them to beat so many security guards and even teach Wang Rong a lesson, no one would believe it.

"You are slandering me."

From Yan Feng's face, Wang Rong instantly sensed something was wrong, and his expression finally changed.

He knew very well that once Yan Feng stood on Lu Li's side, there would be no way to save face today. And if he wanted to seek revenge after today, he would have to find another way.

Hearing Wang Rong's accusation, Lu Li laughed lightly: "The fake painting is right here, how can I be slandering?"

"You—"

Wang Rong's face turned ashen with anger, but a fake was still a fake, and he couldn't argue.

Yan Feng observed the situation, looking at Lu Li and then at Wang Rong, and said in a deep voice: "Since it's a private dispute and no one is injured, you should resolve it yourselves! Zhang, dismiss the team."

"Yes."

The police who came with Yan Feng were not fools. The situation was clear: Wang Rong and Chief Yan knew each other, but Chief Yan also knew the other person. And it seemed Chief Yan valued the other person more. Thus, it became a fight between deities, and they were better off staying as far away as possible.

"Mr. Lu, if mediation fails, you can call me." With all his subordinates gone, Yan Feng said to Lu Li.

Lu Li's heart stirred, and he said calmly: "Thank you. But I suggest you be prepared, you might need to help tonight."

"Alright."

Yan Feng agreed and turned to leave.

Wang Rong suddenly jumped up to block Yan Feng, glaring at him angrily and asking coldly: "Yan Feng, does your family want to oppose the Wang family?"

Yan Feng smiled disdainfully: "If you were Wang Jian, I might consider it. But you, apparently, don't have the qualifications."

Wang Rong, enraged and humiliated, said: "Fine, fine, fine, Yan Feng, remember this."

Yan Feng pushed him aside and said as he walked out the door: "Yanjing is not just your family's."

"Looks like we should leave too."

Seeing Yan Feng walk away and Wang Rong helpless, Lu Li naturally didn't hold back. He called to Xiao Qiang and the others and walked towards the door.

Perhaps out of fear of being beaten by Xiao Qiang, Wang Rong glared at Lu Li with hatred, wishing he could tear him apart, but he didn't dare to stop him.

A gentleman takes ten years to avenge, and although he wasn't a gentleman, he knew not to seek revenge in the moment. After today, he swore he would take even more extreme revenge.

After leaving the headquarters of Huanyu, the police car had already left.

Xiao Qiang and the others looked at the empty parking lot, exchanging glances, and felt a deep respect for Lu Li.

Causing a commotion at the auction, beating up Wang Rong of the Wang family, and even having the Yan family intervene, yet nothing happened. This situation made them feel somewhat unbelievable.

Especially Fang Zhenting, who came from a scholarly family, had rarely even fought since childhood. A scene like today's was something he had never even dreamed of. But after the fear, he waved his fist, his face full of excitement, finding it incredibly thrilling.

"Zhenting, go home first. I'll call you if anything happens."

Walking to the car, Lu Li said to Fang Zhenting.

Fang Zhenting nodded, walked to the other side, and quickly drove away in his Toyota.

After he left, Lu Li opened the car door and instructed: "You two, come pick me up at nine tonight."

"Understood."

Xiao Qiang agreed, started the BMW X5, and drove out of the parking lot. As he drove to the exit, he narrowly missed a white Maserati.

None of them paid much attention and soon drove away on the main road.

The Maserati, however, drove straight into the parking lot. The door opened, and Wang Cheng jumped out, running anxiously into the Huanyu headquarters.

In the hall where the auction was held, Wang Rong sat in a chair, watching the staff work, his eyes filled with resentment.

Today was a complete disaster, and Huanyu's reputation had plummeted to rock bottom. For a long time to come, Huanyu might go from profit to loss.

Not only that, but he, Wang Rong, had become a laughingstock in Yanjing.

"Damn it, I will kill you."

Wang Rong roared, then noticed someone running in from outside. He turned his head and felt even more angry: "Wang Cheng, instead of hanging out with your shady friends, what are you doing here? Want to see my humiliation?"

"Father, I heard there was a problem with the auction, so I rushed over."

Seeing his father had already lost his composure, Wang Cheng said indifferently: "I know those two guys from the Xiao family better than anyone. They must have been acting on someone's orders; otherwise, they wouldn't have the nerve to do this. Find the real culprit, and we'll figure out how to deal with him."

"Hmph, easier said than done. If I'm not mistaken, Lu Li is a martial arts expert. Unless we use guns, don't even think about it."

"Ha, that's not necessarily true. Didn't I tell you I recently met a powerful person? Although he's not a martial arts expert, he is even more mysterious and powerful." Wang Cheng said confidently.

Wang Rong was stunned, then asked in surprise: "More powerful than a martial arts expert?" His expression changed, and he suddenly stood up, his face full of enthusiasm: "Where is he?"

"Such people are like dragons, seen but not fully revealed. I met him a few days ago, but I haven't heard from him since." Wang Cheng said, somewhat helplessly, "But I promised him five million to teach Zhao Zihan a lesson. I've only paid one million so far, so I think he will come to me soon."

"Alright. What's his name?" Wang Rong lowered his voice and continued: "When he arrives, bring him to see me immediately. I want Lu Li dead."

"Huang Xing." Wang Cheng replied.