Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

The heavy punch landed with such force that Lin Fang coughed up a mouthful of blue smoke.

With bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, he stammered in terror.

"You're an evolved being too!"

He Feng stretched out his fist, the tip of his fist trembling slightly.

"Surprised?"

"You like to ambush people, don't you? Come closer, I have something to tell you too."

He Feng walked around the sofa and went straight to Lin Fang, who was lying on the ground.

This sudden turn of events, where a disagreement escalated into a fight, immediately caught the attention of everyone in the room.

Why are they fighting?

Lin Fang pushed his slightly dislocated chin back and looked at He Feng with a deep gaze.

He had heard of most of the well-known and influential forces in the entire Chensha Sea area.

Although the fortress in front of us is still weaker than White Raven City in overall strength, it is still able to cultivate an evolved human.

What's even more incredible is that the breathing technique he used showed absolutely no trace of the Gale Breathing Technique; it was clearly a different kind of breathing technique altogether.

The fortress before them possessed a foundation far superior to that of their own lineage.

As it turns out, he messed with the wrong person.

He placed his hands on the cold ground, staring blankly at the menacing boy approaching, alarm bells ringing in his mind.

Even stray dogs have the right to attack and bite their enemies.

Lin Fang lay prostrate on the ground, pleading humbly with He Feng, while silently resuming his breathing technique.

"Lord Lin, I was ungrateful just now. Please do not implicate the crew of the White Dove."

Lin Fang pleaded desperately, his mind filled with nothing but gambler's thoughts.

He Feng held his left fist behind his back, gathering his strength. His face remained expressionless, and his steps became increasingly restrained and cautious.

"With Lord Lin showing such care for his subordinates, what does this little offense matter?"

He Feng chuckled and reached out to help him up.

"Kid, the problem is that you trust people too easily."

Suddenly, amidst a snarling laugh, Lin Fang's body, wielding all its power, sprang up once more.

A gust of wind enveloped his entire right arm, and he held out his hand like a knife, ready to stab He Feng in the heart.

At such an extremely high speed, it's practically impossible to defend against.

As expected, the fingertip pierced He Feng's chest, and the wind blade sliced ​​through his clothes as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

"Got it! Got it!" Lin Fang shouted in his heart, his excitement beyond words.

Who would have thought that such a promising fortress would be ruined by their naive lord?

This fortress, its resources, population, and equipment will all belong to him in the future!

From now on, there will be no more followers following behind White Raven City—Lord Lin Fang of the White Dove. From now on, there will only be the giant with the strength of two powerful fortresses—Lin Fang.

Without realizing it, he began to daydream.

But it didn't last long.

The hand strike paused abruptly, as if it had encountered something that could not be cut, and suddenly found itself unable to advance any further.

It was thrust straight into He Feng's chest, but was forcefully pushed back.

Lin Fang stared at He Feng in disbelief, his face full of awkwardness and embarrassment.

There was no warmth penetrating his abdomen, but his fingertips were throbbing with pain from the impact.

Looking up for a closer look, his full-force attack hadn't even broken through the defense in the slightest.

This powerful defense is simply terrifying.

"Have you made enough of a scene?" He Feng picked Lin Fang up like a chick.

With a powerful swing, it slammed into Lin Fang's abdomen as if tearing through the air.

A mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth, but it couldn't hide the fear on his face.

He Feng tossed it high into the air, followed by a series of fierce bombardments.

The fists rained down like stars, their force fierce and merciless.

Every punch landed squarely, and even with the physique of an evolved being, they could only be struck so hard that they were powerless to retaliate.

This is He Feng's most direct response to cunning people.

"You like ambushes, huh? You like to fabricate stories to plead for mercy, huh? And you even dare to dream of doing that!"

He Feng waved his fists mockingly, his anger channeling into his movements, until he was beaten bloody and mangled before finally stopping.

"So you're an evolved being. No wonder you're so resilient." He Feng withdrew the white light emanating from his body, slightly surprised.

Seeing the lifeless Lord of White Dove City before him, He Feng's anger subsided somewhat.

Several White Dove crew members huddled on the sofa, watching the horrifying scene unfold before them with trepidation, fearing that they might accidentally provoke the enemy and be used as punching bags.

"Come here," He Feng beckoned, gesturing for the two people to come over.

The attendants scrambled over from the sofa in a panic, covering their faces and weeping helplessly, which annoyed He Feng.

Although it's true that the old man on the other side started the fight, beating up the city lord in front of him was still a bit too outrageous.

But did he need an explanation? He Feng had neither the intention nor the patience for one.

Now that our old friend is gone, the White Dove is like fish on a chopping board, to be slaughtered at will.

The Azure now is far more powerful than this mediocre fortress, and it has ample strength and time to swallow the White Dove whole.

However, according to the common practice of the White Crow City lineage, the ruling class was mostly divided based on family blood relations.

In short, he needs a proxy to lead him.

After thinking for a moment, he called He Qingqing over.

He gazed at the girl before him and spoke slowly.

"Do you and him have any familial ties?"

Lin Qingqing shook her head like a rattle-drum and casually said, "There's very little communication between the two fortresses. He's practically a stranger to me."

"I originally thought he was a good person, but just for the crime of illegally possessing breathing techniques, I don't know how many years he could be sentenced to in Baiya."

He Feng nodded in satisfaction, then said something surprising.

"Why don't you become the city lord of the White Dove?"

"Me? No, you're being too unreserved. You just... you've already won over the lord..." Lin Qingqing said with a surprised expression, flustered by He Feng's words.

"Then it's settled." He Feng turned to his two attendants, who were now completely dumbfounded, and announced it in a serious manner.

"Former lord Lin Fang, harboring malicious intentions, dared to plot against me. His wicked heart deserves to be punished, and he has been brought to justice on the spot."

"So, is anyone dissatisfied?" He Feng clenched his fist, clenching it triumphantly as he pressed the question.

"No, no, Lord He Feng's actions were absolutely benevolent and righteous. How could we possibly have any other thoughts?"

The two hugged each other, replying with a mixture of surprise and fear.

"Therefore, in accordance with the succession rules of the White Dove, I hereby declare Lin Qingqing to be your new lord!"

"This should be in line with the traditions of your White Dove, right?" He Feng glared at the two men with an unfriendly expression, as if the howling wind of their fists would slam into his face if he refused.

The two attendants looked at each other, then their eyes filled with joy at being alive, and they said with gratitude.

"Thank you, Lord He Feng!"