The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

Who else is worthy to sit here?

How arrogant!

But looking at the pile of pistols on the ground, now reduced to parts, and at the two internal energy masters kneeling on the ground with their knees crippled, no one dared to utter a word of rebuttal.

The atmosphere in the main hall was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Just then, the sound of high heels clicking on the ground came from the second floor.

A dark green figure slowly descended the stairs.

"Who is this person? So beautiful, with such a strong aura."

"Shut up, don't you want your tongue anymore? Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."

The guests who had originally come to watch the spectacle found themselves making way for them.

Even Su Jinyu, standing in the crowd, felt a strong pressure.

She looked up at the woman who was as noble and elegant as a phoenix, and a flame of defiance ignited in her eyes.

The Song family of the capital, Song Yuzhi.

This is the goal she should strive to compete for and surpass.

As for Jiang Chen, he was nothing more than an insignificant stumbling block on her path to the top.

Just moments ago, Ye Tian was like a furious lion, but the moment he saw Song Yuzhi, the ferocity on his face turned into a fawning smile.

He scrambled forward to meet him, like a lapdog wagging its tail.

"Miss Song! I'm so sorry!"

"This bastard who appeared out of nowhere has taken over the family head's seat and even injured my men!"

"I apologize for disturbing your enjoyment!"

Ye Tian pointed at Jiang Chen, tearfully making his accusations.

However, Song Yuzhi's gaze did not linger on him for even a moment.

She walked past the obsequious crowd.

He stopped three steps away from Jiang Chen, a perfect distance that was neither offensive nor distant.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Jiang."

Her voice, like a clear mountain spring, was melodious and pleasant, yet carried a sense of aloofness born of long-standing authority.

Behind her, an elderly man in black carrying a tray stepped forward.

On the tray is a cup of freshly brewed Longjing tea, still steaming.

"I would like to offer you a cup of tea, sir. Would you do me the honor?" Song Yuzhi said, personally picking up the cup of tea.

The moment her fair, jade-like fingers touched the teacup, a strange ripple, barely perceptible to the naked eye, appeared on the surface of the originally calm tea.

A powerful, concentrated force was silently attached to the small porcelain cup by her.

This force is enough to shatter the hand bones of a Grandmaster of Internal Energy the moment they receive the cup.

"Why are so many older women looking for you? Dude, are you some kind of heartbreaker?"

Before Jiang Chen could make a move, Tang Tang, who was beside him, became unhappy.

She jumped down from the dragon head armrest, spread her arms like a mother hen protecting her chicks, and stood in front of Jiang Chen, tilting her small face up to give Song Yuzhi a very provocative smile.

"Want to serve tea to my older brother? Did you even get in line?"

"Let me tell you, the women who want to date my brother could line up all the way out of town. Who do you think you are?"

Su Jinyu stood not far away and saw this scene, and was so angry that she trembled all over.

A street punk girl, a woman in a cheongsam of unknown origin...

Why are there always these shady women around Jiang Chen?

And he actually enjoyed it!

Song Yuzhi frowned slightly as she looked at the boisterous Tang Tang, but she remained calm and did not get angry. Instead, she turned her gaze to Jiang Chen, as if waiting for his reaction.

Jiang Chen reached out and pushed Tang Tang behind his back.

Then, he looked up at Song Yuzhi and took the cup of tea.

The moment that hand touched the teacup, Song Yuzhi's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

The internal energy she attached to it vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea, without causing the slightest ripple.

It's as if it never existed.

Jiang Chen brought the teacup to his lips and drank it all in one gulp.

He smacked his lips, as if savoring the taste.

"The tea is good."

He put down his teacup and looked up at Song Yuzhi.

"It's just that people's hearts are too complicated."

As he finished speaking, he gently pinched his fingers together.

"Snap!"

That porcelain cup, worth hundreds of thousands, turned into a pile of white powder at his fingertips.

Powder, seeping through his fingers, sprinkled onto the rosewood armrest, like a layer of snow covering the majestic dragon head.

If crippling people and shattering guns previously demonstrated Jiang Chen's domineering and unparalleled martial prowess...

At this moment, this seemingly casual move revealed his superb control over power.

The small sandalwood fan in Song Yuzhi's hand stopped swaying.

She looked intently at Jiang Chen, and for the first time, her beautiful eyes lost their contempt, replaced by seriousness and inquiry.

The man in front of me is not some powerful outcast.

He is a true dragon, lurking among humans...

She took out a gold-embossed business card from her handbag and handed it over.

"My name is Song Yuzhi. This is my contact information. I hope to have the opportunity to have in-depth exchanges with Mr. Jiang."

She adopted a very humble posture.

This is a gesture of goodwill.

However, Jiang Chen didn't even glance at the business card.

He turned to look at Tang Tang, a mocking smile on his face.

"Do I look like a casual person?"

"Pfft." Tang Tang couldn't help but laugh, and even made a face at Song Yuzhi on purpose.

Song Yuzhi's hand froze in mid-air.

This was the first time in her life she had been so completely ignored.

A sense of humiliation welled up inside her, but she quickly suppressed it.

She slowly withdrew her hand, and her expression returned to its usual aloofness.

"I was being presumptuous."

She nodded slightly, turned around, and went back to the second floor.

From a distance, Su Jinyu took in all of this.

She didn't understand the internal energy clash, but she could see the changes in Song Yuzhi's posture.

She didn't understand what Jiang Chen had that made Song Yuzhi lower herself to show him kindness.

But this confusion only strengthened her resolve to become stronger. She absolutely refused to be left behind by Jiang Chen, the man she had long since abandoned.

She wanted to show Jiang Chen, and everyone else, that she, Su Jinyu, didn't need to rely on anyone!

Just then.

"when--!"

A clear, resounding gong echoed throughout the hall.

A sprightly, white-haired auctioneer walked onto the auction stage at the front of the main hall.

Good evening, distinguished guests!

"The Ye Family's Annual Charity Auction Gala is now officially beginning!"

Please take your seats one by one.

Ten minutes later, everyone was ready.

The large screen behind the auctioneer lit up.

The first item slowly emerged.

A yellowed, tattered parchment.

The top is decorated with obscure symbols and alchemical furnace designs drawn in cinnabar.

"Our first item for auction is an incomplete ancient alchemical formula, said to contain the method for refining a divine elixir capable of defying fate! Starting bid: one million!"

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Most people are not interested in this tattered sheepskin of dubious origin.

Only a handful of people showed expressions of great interest.

But no one noticed.

On the dragon-headed chair.

The moment Jiang Chen saw the pill formula, two terrifying beams of light shot out from his eyes.

His aura suddenly changed.

He recognized that prescription!

Soul-Devouring Pill!

A forbidden elixir that has long been lost!