Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 188

He had already contacted the chairman of VL group, old Lyden, via email. The latter emotionally said that it would be a real blessing if Chu Feng was able to buy his product.

It could be said that this wedding gown was already considered his.

“What do you mean, is there a problem? Hehe, this guy is so delusional. He thinks that he has the ability to buy the ‘Moonlight Goddess’.” The wealthy kid from before stood up immediately. With a righteous look, he looked right at Chu Feng and criticized, “Do you have a net worth of ten billion? Do you come from a good family? Were you awarded a Royal Medal of Honor in the West? How have you contributed to society?” With a haughty look, the wealthy kid snorted. “You have nothing, so what right do you have to buy the ‘Moonlight Goddess’?”

A few hundred pairs of eyes all stared at Chu Feng, waiting to see what rights he had, and what his next move would be.

As for Chu Feng, he put both hands behind his back and didn’t even look at the rich young man.

Calmly, he said, “Because I want it, therefore it is mine.”

Yes, he, Chu Feng, was the Ashura of the West who had slaughtered mercilessly; he was the unrivalled Dragon Soul’s God of War of the Central Plains.

His power was extensive and his influence spanned the whole world.

If he only wanted it, who would dare to oppose him?

“....”

Everyone was speechless.

The wealthy young man’s mouth twitched and he was seething with rage.

Everybody present was stunned with their jaws dropped.

Since you want it, therefore it is yours?

What logic was that? Not even Young Master Cong from the wealthiest family in Jiangling was this crazy and rash.

“Hehe, and here I thought you were some big shot. Turns out you’re just crazy.” The wealthy kid was amused. He waved his hand impatiently. “Where’s the security? Hurry up and take this crazy guy away. He is such a bother.”

A few of the exhibitions’ leaders had darkened expressions. They went through so much effort to organize this exhibition, and someone like this guy was messing it up; they felt thoroughly awful.

Somebody gestured for the security to shoo this guy away.

Rumble! Just then, a Rolls-Royce Phantom suddenly stopped at the door of the exhibition hall.