The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

Jiang Chen's fingertips tapped lightly on the vermilion mark on the map.

The confluence of dragon veins.

Jun family.

The air in the living room seemed to have been sucked out. Su Jinyu and Tang Tang sat in the corner of the sofa, not daring to breathe.

They had just personally experienced the leap in power, yet they were as fragile as two quails in front of Jiang Chen.

The aura emanating from this man was even more unfathomable than before.

Just then, the sound of a car engine shutting off came from outside the villa.

A bodyguard from the Su family strode in, looking somewhat nervous.

"Mr. Jiang, President Su, there is a lady outside who claims to be surnamed Song requesting an audience."

Jiang Chen stopped tapping.

Song Yuzhi.

He hadn't even gone to find her yet, but she came to him on her own.

"Let her in," Jiang Chen said calmly.

No sooner had the words been spoken than the living room door was pushed open from the outside.

A cool, fragrant breeze wafted in first.

Song Yuzhi walked in, wearing a large black cloak that covered her figure, revealing only her pale, bloodless face.

Behind her followed two elderly men in gray robes, their heads bowed and their auras extremely restrained.

"Mr. Jiang, we meet again."

Song Yuzhi's gaze passed over Su Jinyu and Tang Tang, landing directly on Jiang Chen. Her beautiful eyes held an undisguised curiosity and fervor.

Upon seeing her, Tang Tang immediately stood up alertly and stood in front of Jiang Chen.

"Hey, what are you doing here? My older brother doesn't have time to see you."

Song Yuzhi didn't even glance at Tang Tang, and walked straight to the coffee table.

She reached out from under her cloak and placed a brown paper bag sealed with sealing wax on the map.

"Here's what you wanted."

Jiang Chen picked up the paper bag and weighed it in his hand.

"You're pretty quick."

"The efficiency of the Song family in the capital never disappoints," Song Yuzhi said, her gaze falling on the capital's defense map. "It seems you've made almost all the necessary preparations."

She paused, lowering her voice slightly.

"The other half of your jade pendant is with the Jun family in the capital."

Su Jinyu's heart skipped a beat.

The Imperial Capital, Jun Family!

That was a truly colossal entity standing atop the clouds, a top-tier family rumored to be able to influence the fate of the nation.

Jiang Chen's enemy is actually someone of this level?

"On whose person?" Jiang Chen opened the paper bag, inside which was a thick stack of top-secret files.

"Jun Aoshi, the prodigy of the second branch of the Jun family," Song Yuzhi uttered the name. "He was born with extraordinary phenomena and is hailed as a once-in-a-century genius in the capital. Everyone thought it was his talent, but our Song family discovered that part of his fortune came from an unknown source."

Jiang Chen stopped flipping through the files.

You are arrogant and aloof.

A fake dragon that stole his true dragon destiny.

"So, you didn't come here today just to deliver intelligence, did you?" Jiang Chen closed the file and tossed it onto the table.

"Of course." Song Yuzhi smiled, the kind of smile a chess player gives when they see an opportunity to make a move. "I'm here to discuss a deal with you."

"explain."

"Six months from now, the capital will host the once-in-a-decade 'Dragon Gate Gathering.'" Song Yuzhi's tone became solemn. "At that time, the nation's most outstanding young generation will participate. The winner will be able to enter the Dragon Pool, bathe in the dragon energy of the nation's destiny, and ascend to the heavens in one step."

"You want me to participate?"

"Not only that." Song Yuzhi shook his head. "I want you to win the championship."

She looked into Jiang Chen's eyes and said, word by word, "As long as you win the championship, the Song family will stake everything to help you deal with the Jun family and get back that half of the jade pendant."

The living room fell into dead silence.

Su Jinyu felt that even breathing had become difficult.

For the first time, she clearly realized that she and Jiang Chen were no longer from the same world.

She was still racking her brains over a multi-billion dollar project in Qincheng, while Jiang Chen's chessboard had already been set up across the entire Dragon Kingdom, with his opponent being a terrifyingly powerful family capable of influencing the nation's destiny.

A strong sense of crisis and powerlessness swept over her.

"Why should I believe you?" Jiang Chen lit a cigarette, the smoke obscuring his expression.

"Because I am Song Yuzhi." Her tone carried an innate pride. "I never gamble without being sure of success. You are the only person I can find who has a chance to overturn the Jun family's chessboard."

An elderly man in a gray robe standing behind Song Yuzhi raised his head at this moment.

A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Miss, it's too reckless to stake the Song family's future on a young man of unknown origin."

He took a step forward, and an aura belonging to a Grandmaster of Internal Energy pressed down on Jiang Chen.

"Please forgive my rudeness, but if you want to cooperate with the Song family, you must demonstrate the corresponding strength."

"Let this old servant weigh your esteemed possessions."

Before the old man could finish speaking, his hand was already on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

Su Jinyu and Tang Tang's faces turned deathly pale instantly.

They could sense that the aura emanating from the old man was several times stronger than that of Guo Zhenxiong.

However, Jiang Chen didn't even lift his eyelids.

He just quietly smoked his cigarette.

The old man in the gray robe was about to draw his sword.

"Clang—"

A piercing metallic scream rang out.

The sword, forged from refined steel, broke apart piece by piece in full view of everyone before it was even drawn.

Finally, it turned into thousands of iron filings the size of butterfly wings, which fell to the ground with a clattering sound.

Jiang Chen didn't move an inch from beginning to end.

The gray-robed old man stood frozen in place, his hand still on the hilt of his sword, poised to draw it.

Large beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He looked down at the iron filings on the ground, a dry sound coming from his throat.

The force is released outwards, shattering objects through the air!

This is no longer the work of a grandmaster!

What kind of monster is this person?

A satisfied smile appeared on Song Yuzhi's lips.

She waved.

"Uncle Hong, step back."

"Yes, Miss." The gray-robed old man bowed and stepped back, not daring to look at Jiang Chen again.

"Now, Mr. Jiang, do you believe in my sincerity?" Song Yuzhi took out another token and a scroll from his pocket.

"This is the map and control token for 'Chunyaxuan,' a villa belonging to my Song family in the capital."

"That place is absolutely safe and can serve as your base of operations when you travel to Beijing."

Jiang Chen stubbed out his cigarette.

He reached out and swept the tokens and map on the table into his pocket.

He stood up and glanced at the night view of Qincheng outside the window.

Su Jinyu watched his retreating figure, opened her mouth, but found herself unable to say anything.

She seemed to understand this man's world less and less.

Jiang Chen turned around and uttered two words to Song Yuzhi.

"make a deal."

He didn't say thank you, nor did he say any polite words.

They acted as if it were their due, as if all the help the Song family provided was something they were entitled to.

"Six months."

Jiang Chen turned his gaze northward, towards the capital city.

"That's enough."

That would be enough for him to eliminate all the troubles in Qin City and then set foot in that city where nine dragons reside.

Go and take back everything that rightfully belongs to him.