Master Head of the Dragon Soul

"Just him? Am I not his equal?" Shen Jing Er widened her eyes and gave Chu Feng a disapproving look. As a sixth-class martial artist with internal energy, she was an absolute genius among her peers. She had just been carelessly taken advantage of by him. If it weren't for Shen Wanqian stopping her, she would have kicked him away a long time ago.

The bodyguards remained silent, their eyes showing deep fear when they looked at Chu Feng. Shen Wanqian's vision was needless to say, and they also felt an inexplicable pressure from this young man. "Young man, my daughter has offended you. This cup of wine is my apology," Shen Wanqian raised his cup generously and said.

"No problem," Chu Feng smiled. With his broad-mindedness, he naturally wouldn't argue with Shen Jing Er, a young girl.

This attitude naturally made Shen Jing Er roll her eyes. This person is really full of himself, treating himself like some important person?

"Mr. Shen, did you come to Xi Ye this time for important matters? It's not peaceful around the border of Xi Ye recently," Chu Feng casually chatted, wanting to find out more about him since he seemed to be extraordinary and have bodyguards following him.

"It is precisely because it's not peaceful that I have returned," Shen Wanqian said, pouring himself a cup of wine, his tone calm but filled with a sense of heroism.

"In times of national crisis, every man has a responsibility. Although I am just a merchant, I also want to contribute to the country and the people."

"This time, I have united more than a dozen wealthy merchants in the Xi Ye region to raise funds for the frontline soldiers. It is estimated to reach around $20 billion. It can be considered my contribution." Chu Feng couldn't help but look highly upon Shen Wanqian and raise his cup, saying, "Mr. Shen, you are a true hero. I toast to you!"

Shen Jing Er snorted coldly on the side and arrogantly said, "Of course, my father is a hero. You don't know that my father is the richest man in Xibei, Shen Wanqian. In the entire northwest, no one doesn't know our Shen family.

As soon as she spoke, she immediately realized that she had said too much and quickly covered her mouth, innocently blinking her big eyes.

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes. He had heard that a remarkable wealthy businessman had recently emerged in Xibei and single-handedly built his family, which was worth billions at this moment. His family had gained a great reputation, and he was even dubbed the "heroic merchant."

"So, you are Shen Wanqian from Xi Bei."

"I'm not as great as the rumors," Shen Wanqian laughed heartily, but after a few glasses of strong liquor, he became somewhat melancholic.

"It's just that in Xi Ye, there are too many people who don't want me to go back."

"Currently, Xi Ye is controlled by various powerful forces with intertwined interests. If the Shen family speaks up and raises funds for the frontline soldiers, it will undoubtedly offend a large number of wealthy families and encroach upon their interests."

"During this journey, I have faced assassination attempts no less than ten times."

"Being helpless, I could only rely on my daughter and her seniors to protect me, causing trouble for these young men."

Although Shen Wanqian's tone was light, the risks he had faced during these ten assassination attempts were not something that could be casually mentioned. It must have been extremely difficult to survive each time. No wonder Shen Jing Er and these bodyguards were so nervous and vigilant, constantly on guard.

Chu Feng suddenly understood and began to comprehend their caution.

"Mr. Shen, a good person will always have good fortune. I'm sure you will have a smooth and unobstructed journey," Chu Feng calmly said as he sent a message to Chen Fengxing, mobilizing a battalion of troops to protect Shen Wanqian along the way. A heroic merchant with such a noble cause deserved this honor.