Feng Yueyue saw those familiar faces herself and couldn't help but feel stunned, even experiencing a sense of unreality. These aunties and maids were usually incredibly honest. One of them was even in charge of her daily meals, and she trusted her a great deal.

She never would have imagined that this person was actually a villain?

At that moment, Zhao Feng slowly walked over. Without hesitation, he grabbed one of the female servants by the chin and coldly inquired, "I'm giving you one chance. Tell me who your master is!"

However, the female servant just stared coldly at Zhao Feng without saying a word. Soon, a stream of black blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and she fell to the ground, stiff and lifeless.

Almost simultaneously, blood flowed from the corners of all the other maids' mouths as they slowly collapsed.

"God of War, these people were likely death commandos cultivated by the other side. They had poison hidden in their teeth and have all committed suicide!" Zhao Feng's expression turned grim.

They had intended to get some information, but they hadn't expected the other side to be so decisive.

"Is that so?" Chen Zheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly as a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. This is getting more and more interesting. "Investigate this thoroughly!"

"Understood!" Zhao Feng waved his hand, and several trusted aides carried the bodies away.

At this point, the atmosphere grew awkward. No one had expected that a simple dinner would escalate to this point, leaving so many people dead. A strong sense of crisis washed over them.

The realization sent a chill down their spines, and their bodies began to tremble slightly. If so many people could infiltrate this place, what about our own homes? Our companies and offices? What if a sharp knife suddenly appeared from nowhere? Who could guarantee they would escape?

Feng Yueyue bit her lip hard. She felt indignant but dared not object any further. She couldn't risk anyone's life as the price for her own willfulness.

"Everyone..." Feng Jingsheng looked at the crowd with a complex gaze. "As the old saying goes, conquering a kingdom is easy, but holding it is hard.

"We've all suffered so much to get where we are today. If we lose our lives now, what's the point of having so much money?

"Since everyone agrees, from now on, we will entrust our safety to Mr. Chen!"

With that, Feng Jingsheng had someone bring the share transfer agreement and signed the shares over to Chen Zheng on the spot. Just from having a single meal, Chen Zheng had become the most powerful shareholder in Jingsheng Group, aside from Feng Jingsheng and his daughter.

The dinner continued, but the atmosphere was heavy after the sudden incident. The dishes on the table were all exquisite, but no one had an appetite. Chen Zheng was preoccupied with thoughts of Wei Zixuan and didn't eat much either, preparing to leave as soon as the banquet ended.

"Mr. Chen, I know you've just arrived in Jiangnan and probably don't have a suitable place to stay yet. I have a villa on my West Mountain estate that no one knows about. It would be perfect for you.

"You can live there, and no one will come to disturb you," Feng Jingsheng said, ordering his butler to fetch a set of keys and handing them to Chen Zheng personally.

Chen Zheng didn't refuse. He had Zhao Feng accept the keys, exchanged a few words with Gao Feng, and then left.

As Zhao Feng drove, he asked with a hint of confusion, "God of War, there's something I don't understand."

Chen Zheng, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened them. "You want to ask why I agreed to be responsible for their safety, right?"

Zhao Feng nodded without hesitation. According to Chen Zheng's personality, he had no real connection with these people, so why bother with whether they lived or died? Feng Jingsheng could be as rich as he wanted; what did his death have to do with the God of War? Chen Zheng has no concept of money, so he couldn't have done it for wealth. So, I never expected him to agree so readily.

"Feng Jingsheng and I have some history," Chen Zheng said with a long sigh, gazing out the window.

"Back then, I was only a few years old. My grandfather was already gravely ill, and my father, Chen Yuan, had been forced out of the family by my uncle. He had to go to Yunshan to start a business from scratch. We had nothing and could only get by on borrowed money.

"My father took me to every company, but we had no luck. He was utterly desperate back then. To pay for my schooling, he even worked as a mover and a truck driver.

"Then one day, someone saw the business plan my father had posted online and came to our door personally." Chen Zheng paused, not needing to continue.

Zhao Feng knew without having to be told. That person must have been Feng Jingsheng!

Honestly, Chen Zheng had only realized it was him after seeing him in person today. Back then, Feng Jingsheng and his father, Chen Yuan, had talked in a room for an entire night. When he left, he left behind a check. It was that money that allowed his father to take his first real step, leading to everything that followed.

Recalling the past, Chen Zheng's gaze trembled slightly. Some debts of gratitude must be remembered. Even though it's been a long time, it doesn't mean I've forgotten.

Just then, a phone began to ring urgently.

Someone was calling Zhao Feng. Given his personality, he didn't give his number out casually. He'd only given it out once recently, so he had a good idea who it was.

"God of War, if I'm not mistaken, it's that kid we dealt with at the airport today. Something about Tianwu Taekwondo..." Zhao Feng said with a smile, holding his phone.

"Put it on speaker," Chen Zheng said with a casual wave.

Zhao Feng immediately pressed the speaker button.

"I hear you injured my cousin, Yang Shi?!" an angry roar erupted from the other end the moment the call connected.

"Listen up! My name is Liu Biao, and there's no one in all of Jiangnan who doesn't know me! You dared to touch my cousin? You're not getting away with this!" Liu Biao roared into the phone. "Let's cut to the chase. How do you want to settle this? If I'm not mistaken, you know martial arts, too. In that case, let's do this according to the rules of the martial world!"

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