Boss Fei's face went pale; he didn't expect Ling Zhenfei to ask this question.

"Mr. Ling, it's like this. If you're asking who assigned the task, I really can't tell you. You know, our profession has its rules."

Ling Zhenfei listened and immediately widened his eyes: "Don't talk to me about rules. That day, with so many people around, I didn't hit you hard. Today, with no one here, do you want to taste the wine bottle too?"

Boss Fei's face turned even paler upon hearing this: "Mr. Ling, please don't make it difficult for me; you know this can't be said. If it's said, how can I continue to survive?"

Ling Zhenfei was already standing up at this point, holding his freshly opened bottle of wine.

"Boss Fei, I'm giving you two choices. The first is for you all to join forces and drive me out. The second is for me to smash several wine bottles over your head and then switch to your brother. Your choice."

"Mr. Ling, you're being quite unreasonable here. Aren't you cutting off our path by doing this?" Boss Fei's eyes showed a hint of hesitation, unsure whether to speak or not.

Ling Zhenfei said: "Cutting off your path? You took this kind of job but didn't have any mental preparation? Those who kill will eventually be killed; don't you know this saying?"

Boss Fei glanced at his brothers by his side; evidently, the three were consulting each other, deliberating whether to speak or not. They were in a dilemma; speaking went against the Jianghu rules, but not speaking left them genuinely afraid of Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei just now was like a maniac; that kind of Ling Zhenfei truly instilled fear.

After exchanging glances, the three obviously came to a decision. Boss Fei said: "Here's the thing. We really can't afford to offend this person, but since you're here now, we can't not say."

Boss Fei hesitated and said: "We haven't seen the person who assigned the task, but we can confirm it's Ma Long's person."

Ling Zhenfei was taken aback after hearing this; how did he forget about Ma Long? Now Ling Zhenfei can reckon with Ma Long, surprised that it's not just in the Capital City; even in Modu, Ma Long doesn't want to let him go.

Ling Zhenfei felt he needed to conclude his dealings with Ma Long; otherwise, this matter would never end, but now he couldn't confront Ma Long.

Ling Zhenfei nodded and said: "Alright, I already thought it should be Ma Long. Alright, I've asked what I need to and I'll leave, but I must clarify some things.

If there's any problem with my restaurant, all of you people mixing on the streets around here, I'll cart you all to the police station. I'm a man of my word."

Ling Zhenfei spoke his last words with Northern Spiritual Energy; though his volume wasn't loud, every word reached their hearts.

These men clearly became as silent as a cicada in winter; the aura surrounding Ling Zhenfei was simply overwhelming, likely leaving some psychological impact on them.

In this world, many things rely on aura; just like a legend Ling Zhenfei heard where in many southern places, eating snakes is common, so many people catch snakes to sell.

Those who catch and kill snakes often develop an aura; it's an indescribable force that makes snakes run away from them faster than rabbits.

This isn't accurately described as Killing Aura; it's more like the aura of killing snakes.

Ling Zhenfei now had this aura; it's exceptionally unique, even affecting people's minds, hence they were all very frightened upon seeing him.

Ling Zhenfei moved briskly out of the room, gently closed the door himself; he knew to keep his Modu Restaurant safe, he had to do this, otherwise, anyone would think his restaurant is easy to bully.

After leaving the bar, Ling Zhenfei checked the time and realized it was already evening. Remembering his meeting with Elder Minhang, Ling Zhenfei hailed a cab to Elder Minhang's place.

Minhang is a famous figure, naturally living differently. In Modu where land is precious, there's a particularly fine villa area, with lakes and forests, inhabited by the wealthy and influential.

This place has existed for a long time; even when first bought, the price was very high, now it's considered astronomical.

Upon arriving by cab, Ling Zhenfei reported his name and the security let him pass, showing Elder Minhang had prior arrangements.

Walking in a bit, someone came over from a distance to greet him.

"Hello, you're Mr. Ling, right? I'm Zhang Zhang, the butler of the Min Family, I heard that you arrived, so I came to greet you."

It seems someone notified Elder Minhang as soon as Ling Zhenfei walked in; the efficiency is astonishing.

Led by the butler, Ling Zhenfei reached Elder Minhang's home, a two-story villa with an attic and underground parking, every entrance had a small courtyard, very exquisite.

In Elder Minhang's small courtyard, there was some planting; the plants were rather unique: pepper trees, pomegranate trees, and elm trees, with beautiful tables and chairs underneath, suggesting frequent tea sessions here.

Entering, Elder Minhang's family came out to greet him, and despite being a villa, quite a few emerged from inside.

Elder Minhang had sons, daughters, and grandchildren; truly a large family.

After introductions, they led Ling Zhenfei inside.

Some folks got busy, likely preparing dishes for a family feast, while Ling Zhenfei followed Elder Minhang touring the villa.

Elder Minhang first showed Ling Zhenfei the study, then the tea room, and most importantly, the kitchen.

As someone closely tied to culinary arts, this kitchen was crucial. Unknown outsiders might mistake it for the back kitchen of a restaurant upon first sight.

This kitchen was professionally designed, beautifully arranged, perfectly equipped, clearly regularly maintained.

"Elder Minhang, do you really cook in such a kitchen usually?"

Elder Minhang laughed heartily and said: "Of course. Don't let being at home fool you, but no slacking here. You know, two out of my three sons are professional chefs, and the other is also in the food industry.

Eating at home feels like a culinary showdown, which is quite fun. Sometimes, when I feel inspired, I personally cook something too."

Ling Zhenfei was very impressed; this was an attitude towards life that everyone ought to have for true family ambiance.

Ling Zhenfei followed Elder Minhang into the tea room, where he called over one of his granddaughters to prepare tea for the two.

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