As one of the Eight Great Generals of the Dragon Soul Organization, Dragon Fang had quite a bit of screen time in the original storyline.
This man was able to rise to the position of one of the Eight Great Generals, so his strength was naturally not to be underestimated.
The author, in an effort to enhance his character's presence, gave him a rather peculiar character trait.
That is, after killing someone, he would take away one item from the victim.
If the victim was a man, he would cut off a little finger.
If it was a woman, he would cut off a lock of hair.
Moreover, like his master, he was a lecherous devil.
The difference was that Ye Chen, as the protagonist and Dragon King, had class and only played with the best women.
Dragon Fang, on the other hand, would go for anything that was barely human-looking.
He even had a line: "Whether she's pretty or ugly, once it's in my mouth, it's all meat!"
"It must be him."
Tang Yu's face darkened.
Last time Ye Chen suffered such a great humiliation at the hotel, it was only natural for him to seek revenge.
But to frame me with a life... that's just insane.
I need to find an opportunity to bury this guy.
The master is hard to deal with, but taking down a mad dog shouldn't be too difficult.
At that moment, two figures caught Tang Yu's eye.
Two middle-aged men were smoking and walking side by side, laughing and chatting.
One of them was missing an ear, and the other had lost an eye.
Two such men walking together were hard to ignore.
Tang Yu recognized these two; they were part of the underground world in Su Hang.
They were cousins and were nicknamed "Heavenly Disabled and Earthly Deficient," with considerable power in the underground world.
In the original storyline, these two were villainous to the core and were crushed by the Dragon King for their arrogance.
"Tang Shao, do you suspect it was them?"
Noticing Tang Yu's gaze, Zhao Li asked in a low voice.
Tang Yu shook his head and smiled.
"It wasn't them. I know who it is. Just pacify the victim's family, and I'll handle the murderer."
Zhao Li nodded, not daring to ask further.
The next morning, the victim's family came to the hotel entrance and caused a huge scene.
They brought dozens of people, blocking the hotel entrance.
The commotion grew larger, severely impacting the business of Moonlight Hotel.
What was unexpected was that the hotel, aside from pacifying, didn't take any other actions.
After a few days of creating a ruckus, Dragon Fang felt the timing was right.
He came alone to Moonlight Hotel to find Zhao Li, and coincidentally, Tang Yu was also there.
Seeing Tang Yu, a glint of killing intent flashed in his eyes as he sneered.
"Oh, isn't this Tang Shao? Haven't seen you in a few days, and your hotel's business is so bad?"
"Isn't that thanks to you bringing a group of people to cause trouble every day?"
Tang Yu replied with a look of indignation.
"Can't be helped. The deceased was a high-ranking executive of Dragon Morning Group. I have to fight for her rights, don't I?"
Dragon Fang grinned, openly admitting that he was the one causing trouble.
"Do you really think the Tang family in Su Hang is easy to bully? Even Dragon Morning Group can't casually bully us!"
Tang Yu coldly stared at Dragon Fang, threatening him.
"The Tang family? Mere frogs in a well."
Dragon Fang scoffed, showing disdain. "The Tang family can only jump around in the small well of Su Hang. Ye Chen's background is beyond your Tang family's imagination."
"My purpose today is simple. I don't like your hotel. Either close it down or sell it to me."
Last time Ye Chen suffered such humiliation here, just making the hotel lose business wasn't enough.
He wanted to buy the hotel at a bargain price, making the Tang family suffer a huge loss! To vent the Dragon King's anger!
He extended a hand. "Fifty billion. Either sell the hotel or wait for it to close."
"Why don't you go rob a bank?"
Zhao Li, standing beside him, turned black with anger and cursed loudly.
Even if you quadrupled the price, it would barely be enough to buy Moonlight Hotel. This guy was literally asking for the moon.
"Who do you think you are to speak here? You're nothing but a dog raised by the Tang family."
Dragon Fang glared at Zhao Li and roared.
As one of the Eight Great Generals of the Dragon Soul Organization, his outburst carried considerable aura.
Zhao Li swallowed hard and didn't dare to say anything more.
"You're delusional. Even if you bring people to cause trouble for a year, I won't sell the hotel to you."
Tang Yu pointed at the door, indicating that he could leave.
Dragon Fang suddenly exploded in rage, like a mad dog whose tail had been stepped on.
He jumped up and kicked the marble coffee table.
The marble table immediately cracked with countless tiny fractures, turning into a pile of powder.
His display of strength startled Zhao Li.
This guy... is he a monster?
Tang Yu's eyes flashed with amusement. This was Dragon Fang's usual tactic in negotiations; he would intentionally scare his opponents to break their psychological defenses.
He deliberately showed a terrified expression and shouted, "Guards!"
Hearing Tang Yu's voice, the four bodyguards outside the door immediately rushed in.
They stood in front of Tang Yu, ready to fight at any moment.
Seeing these bodyguards, Dragon Fang showed disdain.
These mere housekeepers.
Compared to someone like me who has walked out of a pile of corpses, they are nothing!
I could easily kill them with just one hand!
He glared at Tang Yu and threatened coldly.
"Tang Shao, calling twenty of these trash won't help you."
"Ye Chen is a gentleman, but I, Dragon Fang, am not. If it comes down to it, I'll just kill you and leave Huaxia."
Tang Yu sneered inwardly.
He deliberately showed a fearful expression and, after a moment of hesitation, said, "Alright, I'll sell it."
Seeing Tang Yu back down, Dragon Fang smiled in triumph.
In front of the Dragon Soul Organization, everything is insignificant!
He threw the prepared contract at Tang Yu. "Sign and stamp the seal. I'll have the money transferred to you immediately."
"Zhao Zong, go get the seal."
Tang Yu took the contract and said.
Zhao Li, full of reluctance, opened the safe and took out the seal.
After signing and stamping, the ownership of the hotel changed from Tang Yu to Dragon Fang.
As the head of Dragon Morning Group, the hotel was now under his name.
After signing the contract, Dragon Fang smiled in satisfaction.
He looked at Zhao Li and Tang Yu, who both looked unwilling, and pointed at the door.
"You two trash, now get out. Remember, this is just the interest for offending Ye Chen."
Zhao Li's face turned ashen with anger, while Tang Yu walked out in silence.
As they left the hotel together, Zhao Li couldn't help but ask.
"Tang Shao, why did you agree to his terms? How can our Tang family be bullied like this?"
As the top of the four great families in Su Hang,
Though we may not be able to control everything, we shouldn't be trampled on by a newcomer like Dragon Morning Group.
Tang Shao's such forbearance is illogical.
"You'll know in a couple of days."
Tang Yu smiled lightly, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. "Don't worry, the show is just beginning."
"Alright."
Seeing Tang Shao so calm, Zhao Li's mood also eased.
"By the way, has the Wang family moved out?"
Tang Yu asked again.
"They took the train to Siberia the night before last. According to Tang Shao's instructions, we fabricated their travel records to Africa."
Zhao Li quickly replied.
"That's good."
Tang Yu smiled faintly.
With Ye Chen's vindictive nature, they would definitely seek revenge on Wang Defa as well.
Now that Wang Defa is safe, and the hotel is theirs.
Next, it's time to give Dragon Fang this dog a taste of his own medicine.
He got into the car, took out his laptop, and started typing furiously, sending an email.
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
