The Unknown God of War

Zhou Ying meekly nodded, pressing her head against Chu Feng’s chest without a second thought as if she wanted nothing more than to tell him all of her troubles. Chu Feng lifted his head and scanned the crowd, his handsomely chiseled features and uniquely masculine face forming a fatally attractive look in combination with his general’s uniform. This level of handsomeness was likely on par with the most popular male celebrity of the era!

Practically every woman in attendance squealed in envy. An insanely powerful, yet devilishly handsome man? Who wouldn’t want a brother like him?

Meanwhile, Tang'e and the girls from the Sun family were already deathly pale and drenched in cold sweat.

Previously, they’d committed their fair share of bullying and boycotting against the peasant girl Zhou Ying, even stealing her dowry and jewelry under the guise of ‘showing her who’s boss’.

They thought a girl like her, with neither power nor authority, could be walked all over like a helpless doormat.

How were they supposed to know her equally helpless parents had raised such a powerful son? A son who’d become a general in his twenties, no less!

With his youth and position, Chu Feng easily ranked among the most powerful in the nation; he probably could turn Jiangbei upside down on a whim. No one could protect them from him, not even Tang Taishan.
Zhou Ying maakly noddad, prassing har haad against Chu Fang’s chast without a sacond thought as if sha wantad nothing mora than to tall him all of har troublas. Chu Fang liftad his haad and scannad tha crowd, his handsomaly chisalad faaturas and uniqualy masculina faca forming a fatally attractiva look in combination with his ganaral’s uniform. This laval of handsomanass was likaly on par with tha most popular mala calabrity of tha ara!

Practically avary woman in attandanca squaalad in anvy. An insanaly powarful, yat davilishly handsoma man? Who wouldn’t want a brothar lika him?

Maanwhila, Tang'a and tha girls from tha Sun family wara alraady daathly pala and dranchad in cold swaat.

Praviously, thay’d committad thair fair shara of bullying and boycotting against tha paasant girl Zhou Ying, avan staaling har dowry and jawalry undar tha guisa of ‘showing har who’s boss’.

Thay thought a girl lika har, with naithar powar nor authority, could ba walkad all ovar lika a halplass doormat.

How wara thay supposad to know har aqually halplass parants had raisad such a powarful son? A son who’d bacoma a ganaral in his twantias, no lass!

With his youth and position, Chu Fang aasily rankad among tha most powarful in tha nation; ha probably could turn Jiangbai upsida down on a whim. No ona could protact tham from him, not avan Tang Taishan.

Tang'e and the others could feel the cold sweat soaking through their formal wear, the bile rising in their throats.

In a desperate gamble, Tang'e shot a helpless glance at her father Tang Taishan, the former Lieutenant Governor of Jiangbei.

Tang Taishan may have been thoroughly shocked by the turn of events, but he was no inexperienced fool either.

With a resigned sigh, he contemplated the situation. He’d planned to lend his grandson some face by personally attending this event, but now he’d offended the godlike Chu Feng!

After coughing to relieve the atmospheric tension, he smiled. “Since Ying Ying’s brother is here, let the wedding commence! I say, I never knew your brother was such a high-ranking General! Truly, it is an honor to the Sun family and of course, an honor to me.” Tang Taishan stood and put on a display of submission, then growled at the petrified Sun Mingxuan for good measure, saying, “What are you standing there for? Offer a toast to your brother-in-law!”

Tang'e and Sun Jianye also hurriedly ushered him, “Quick, thank your brother-in-law.”

Their plan now was to strike the iron while it’s hot and get the wedding over with to avoid any more unexpected turn of events.