Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 807 Hand It Out

Zhang Sen and the others were immediately taken away, and the farce finally came to an end. The banquet scene returned to calm, but what was different was that Chu Feng, who had been ignored in the corner half an hour ago, had now become the center of attention.

Surrounded and admired by all!

This was the country's God of War, the hope of Xi Ye!

"Dragon Lord, Zhang Sen, and the others have been dealt with, and the charity evening party has proceeded as planned. What else do you command, Dragon Lord?" Guan Ping An wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked nervously.

He had experienced the terrifying power of this man before, and he prayed in his heart that he wouldn't become the target of his wrath.

Chu Feng lazily raised his eyelids and playfully glanced at him. "What's the rush, Governor? It seems like you're even busier than me."

Guan Ping An's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly waved his hands, denying, "No, no, how can I compare to the Dragon Lord? The Dragon Lord has surpassed me.

"Whatever orders the Dragon Lord has, I and the others will do our best to fulfill them."

"Yes, yes, Dragon Lord, please give us your orders."

The provincial officials behind him also smiled, their hearts pounding. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

They didn't want to become the next 'Zhang Sen', having their homes raided and being sent to the front lines to die.

Chu Feng smiled faintly and pointed to the donation box in front of the stage. "Today is a charity evening party, and all the guests present here are filled with patriotic feelings, donating money and goods for the frontline soldiers."

"Since Governor, you have come; why not set an example and make a donation, taking the lead?"

He knew that Guan Ping An and his group had colluded with the Wu family and had acquired a fair share of dirty and ill-gotten money. But fortunately, they still had some integrity and wouldn't go as far as Zhang Sen and his group.

Chu Feng wanted them to return all the ill-gotten gains they had accumulated.

Guan Ping An and the officials were instantly at a loss for words.

This time, they were really going to suffer a great loss. In their hearts, they cursed Zhang Sen and his family. They were suffering due to his mistake.

But on the surface, Guan Ping An still maintained an expression of "it's only right." He gritted his teeth and said, "I, Guan Ping An, will donate two billion!"

The whole venue was shocked. No one expected Provincial Governor Guan Ping An to be so generous, donating two billion right off the bat!

This is a significant portion of their family's wealth!

"Governor, I admire you!" Shen Wanqian respectfully applauded, leading the applause in the room, and a burst of applause erupted.

Guan Ping An politely nodded on the surface, but he felt depressed inside. His money was gone!

Guan Ping An naturally understood Chu Feng's intention and realized that donating one or two hundred million would not be enough to resolve the situation. It might even provoke the God of War's displeasure and bring trouble upon himself.

Therefore, he directly donated all of his embezzled wealth, feeling a pang of pain in his heart.

There was no other way; he could only consider it as spending money to avoid disaster.

The leaders present all followed suit.

"I will donate 1.5 billion."

"I will donate $800 million."

"I will donate $500 million."

Everyone imitated each other, returning the money they had taken, causing a wave of excitement and applause in the room.

Shen Wanqian and the heads of the families were particularly thrilled, feeling a great sense of satisfaction. They couldn't help but exclaim in delight!

In the past, these officials would force them to give up their money and ruthlessly exploit them!

But now, they finally saw these high-ranking leaders suffering heavy losses. They were extremely pleased and had immense respect and gratitude toward Chu Feng, the God of War.