Female President's Almighty King

"Although beautiful women are nice, don't be greedy for wine. No, don't be greedy for too much."

Xiao Chen looked at Feng Zhiyu and muttered softly.

"What did you say?"

The wind's voice was not heard clearly.

"Nothing, I was just talking to myself, thinking about what to do next."

Xiao Chen shook his head. He definitely couldn't tell Feng Zhiyu what he just said!

"Huang Sanyu should be here soon. What should we do with Huang Feipeng?"

Windwhisper asked.

"No rush, let's clean up the old ones first."

Xiao Chen replied.

"The most important thing is that Huang Sanyu is a top-tier expert. When he arrives, he will definitely project his spiritual awareness. If he can't find Huang Feipeng or discovers that he's dead, he will definitely be alert or furious, which will affect the subsequent plans."

"Yeah, that makes sense. Let's keep it closed for now."

Windwhisper nodded.

"When the time comes, I will stay with Huang Feipeng, firstly for Huang Sanyu to rescue people, and secondly to conceal my identity so that it won't be so abrupt."

Xiao Chen continued.

"If the Sleeping Fruit can't deal with Huang Sanyu, then I'll take Huang Feipeng and kill him. This will also make that old guy afraid to act rashly."

After some discussion, Xiao Chen went to the place where Huang Feipeng was imprisoned.

Huang Feipeng is still in a coma at this moment.

Xiao Chen stepped forward, thought about it, and in order to make it more realistic, he punched and kicked him again... Well, it was definitely to prevent Huang Sanyu from getting suspicious, not to take the opportunity to collect some interest.

"If you dare to tease Feng Zhiyu, you will definitely get a beating. It's much more real now."

Xiao Chen looked at Huang Feipeng, whose face was bruised and swollen, and smiled with satisfaction.

Then he took out a mask and put it on his face.

In an instant, he turned into an old man.

In less than half an hour, someone from Wind's Whisper sent a message saying that Huang Sanyu was found appearing in the teleportation array.

"coming."

Feng Zhiyu asked the maid to come over and explain.

"Rang Zhiyu, don't worry. I'll take care of everything. Even if I have to force myself, I can kill Huang Sanyu."

Xiao Chen said to the maid.

"Okay, Alliance Leader Xiao."

The maid responded and left quickly.

"Your father better be remembered and come to rescue you directly, otherwise you are dead."

Xiao Chen glanced at Huang Feipeng, slowly sat down on the chair next to him, and waited quietly.

In just a few minutes, a powerful divine sense quickly swept across the entire courtyard.

"coming."

Xiao Chen's heart moved, and his eyes suddenly became sharp as he looked in one direction.

The next second, a knife appeared in his hand and was placed on Huang Feipeng's neck.

His attitude was to tell Huang Sanyu not to think about rescuing people directly, otherwise he would just have to collect his son's body.

The powerful spiritual consciousness paused for a moment and then receded like the tide.

Obviously Huang Sanyu wanted to save people directly, but he was afraid.

"Old thing."

Xiao Chen cursed inwardly. Now it all depended on what happened on Feng Zhiyu's side.

To be on the safe side, his spiritual sense also swept outside.

"He came alone? It's truly pitiful how compassionate parents are. However... even those who died had parents and children."

Xiao Chen's eyes were cold, and the knife in his hand never left Huang Feipeng's neck.

On the other side, a burly old man, exuding the aura of a superior, slowly walked into the courtyard.

"Master Huang, our lady is waiting for you."

The maid looked at Huang Sanyu and spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Huang Sanyu had a cold face and said nothing as he followed the maid into the living room.

In the living room, Feng Zhiyu was drinking tea and looked up at Huang Sanyu.

For a moment, their eyes met in the air.

If it were in the past, Feng Zhiyu would definitely stand up to greet her. Although she was a saint, Huang Sanyu's status was not low either. She was one of the deputy leaders and was equally powerful.

Taking a step back, Huang Sanyu is older than her, so she is considered his junior.

But today, Feng Zhiyu did not stand up, but looked at Huang Sanyu coldly, and even had murderous intent in his eyes.

Her murderous intention was real, and in Huang Sanyu's eyes, it was understandable.

After all, his own son teased and almost defiled the Voice of Wind!

Feng Zhiyu's attitude just dispelled the last bit of doubt in his heart.

"It's my fault for not teaching me well and frightening you..."

As thoughts flashed through his mind, Huang Sanyu put away his arrogance and smiled.

"Fortunately, nothing serious happened..."

"Nothing serious happened? Is Master Huang trying to excuse Huang Feipeng?"

Feng Zhiyu interrupted Huang Sanyu and said coldly.

"What is a big deal? Master Huang, tell me, what is a big deal?"

Hearing Feng Zhiyu's accusation, Huang Sanyu's smile froze and anger rose in his heart. Even if she was a saint, she couldn't behave like this in front of him, the deputy leader, right?

But when they thought about their only son being in Feng Zhiyu's hands, they had to suppress their anger. After all, they were in the wrong in this matter.

"Zhi Yu, that's not what I meant. What I meant was that fortunately everything can be salvaged. I came here this time just to give you an explanation."

Huang Sanyu said quite sincerely.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely satisfy you, how about that?"

"Okay, I'd like to know how Master Huang satisfied me."

Windwhisper nodded.

"If I'm not satisfied, I won't take your son's life, but I will make him suffer for the rest of his life... In addition, if this matter gets out, my reputation will be damaged, but you, Master Huang, and the Huang family will suffer even greater losses!"

"...Well, Zhiyu, don't worry."

Huang Sanyu nodded, but secretly cursed his son in his heart for being so useless. He tried to attack Feng Zhiyu, but he still failed!

If it succeeded, could Wind Whisper be like this?

By then, if you can endure it, there is a high probability that you will even be able to win the beauty!

"It seems that Master Huang came with sincerity this time."

Feng Zhiyu's expression eased slightly.

"Please sit down, Xiaoling, and show Master Huang the tea."

"Yes."

The maid responded and retreated.

Huang Sanyu felt a little relieved. Being asked to sit down meant that the situation had been eased and they could talk.

"Haha, Zhiyu, you should understand Feipeng's feelings for you. He also loves..."

"What? Just because you like me, you can force yourself on me? What kind of logic is that? Just because you say 'he loves me', I have to forgive him?"

Wind's voice was colder.

"Master Huang, I just said you came with sincerity, and this is what you're doing?"

"No, I came here with sincerity. I was just wondering if it was possible to turn a bad thing into a good thing."

Huang Sanyu shook his head.

"Why, he flirted with me and set his sights on me, and I still have to marry him?"

Wind's Voice sneered.

"If Master Huang came here with such intentions, then please leave. I will not let this matter go. I will inform my master and the others immediately..."

"Since you don't have such an idea, I won't mention it."

Huang Sanyu smiled bitterly and took out a storage ring.

"This is a little bit of my sincerity. Please take a look at it."

Feng Zhiyu didn't hesitate to take it and scanned it with his spiritual sense. This old guy was quite generous!