Super Master

Yue Feng had also placed the medicinal herbs that he had prepared in the car.    

He even brought the ginseng he had bought from Han Yalan's father, that had been cultivated by someone else.    

Yue Feng needed to use it to balance the medicinal properties.    

In addition, he also had a few silver needles on his body.    

Driving along the road, he also thought to himself, now that I have plenty of money, shouldn't I buy a car for me?    

Otherwise, it would be inconvenient to always use Shen Yihan's car.    

Shaking his head, Yue Feng threw these thoughts to the back of his mind and came to Chu Hai Inn.    

Surprisingly, the Chu Clan had sent someone to wait at the entrance.    

"You must be Mr. Yue."    

What greeted them was a middle-aged man. He had combed his oily hair and appeared to be in high spirits.    

Yue Feng nodded, he then took the medicinal ingredients and followed the man.    

They got on the elevator and headed straight for the highest building.    

Along the way, the middle-aged man didn't speak another word to Yue Feng, and Yue Feng didn't speak either.    

"Ding!"    

The elevator door opened, and the middle-aged man brought Yue Feng to a reception room.    

"Mr. Yue, please wait here for a moment."    

"Alright, thank you for your hard work."    

Yue Feng nodded.    

The middle-aged man closed the door and silently withdrew himself.    

Yue Feng turned his head, sizing up the reception room.    

There were two sofas and a mahogany coffee table. The walls were still hung with Chinese landscape paintings, vivid and lifelike.    

Yue Feng composed himself and sat on the sofa.    

One minute, two minutes passed, and still no one came.    

Yue Feng picked up his teacup and started to taste it.    

Five minutes. Ten minutes. Still no movement.    

Yue Feng chuckled and stood up.    

To hang himself?    

This did not seem like what Chu Wuyu and the others were doing.    

It was likely that there were still people in the Chu Clan who disliked him.    

Yue Feng didn't think too much and walked towards the door.    

Just as he was about to open the door, it was pushed open.    

A man with a full beard was walking towards them.    

He was a head taller than Yue Feng.    

In spite of the suit, the outfit was bulging with his size.    

"You must be Yue Feng."    

"I am."    

Yue Feng nodded.    

"I am Chu Tianyu's father, Chu Junhao."    

Chu Wuyu's son?    

Yue Feng smiled. He was probably the one who had left him here.    

"Mr. Yue, let me see the medicinal ingredients you brought."    

Chu Junhao said as he took Yue Feng's medicine box.    

Yue Feng didn't stop him, allowing Chu Junhao to watch.    

"Are you here to make fun of this ginseng?"    

Chu Junhao frowned.    

"What is it? Is there a problem? "    

Yue Feng asked.    

"This ginseng was obviously cultivated by humans. You wanted to use it to save my father. "Hehe, I think you're just messing around!"    

"This is used by me to mix the medicinal properties. You can take a look at the other ingredients."    

Yue Feng explained.    

"Harmony?" Do you think I, Chu Junhao, am a child!? "    

"Alright, as you wish."    

Yue Feng's expression turned slightly cold.    

"Kid, I've already given you a lot of face to have you come here."    

"What does Mr. Chu mean?"    

Yue Feng squinted his eyes.    

"What I mean is that you are only an ordinary person and not worthy to enter our Chu family's circle."    

"Haha," Yue Feng laughed, "I didn't intend to come, it was Old Man Chu who asked me to come."    

"This card has five million. Leave."    

Chu Junhao took out a card and waved it in front of Yue Feng's eyes.