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A banquet concluded with Ye Feng, this rising True Dragon among men, emerging victorious.
Whispers of a lost dog, of a desolate Northern Border King, were all but jests; tonight, Ye Feng had proved to the world that he was still a sovereign, a true sovereign.
People had come to realize that the star belonging to Ye Feng had never dimmed, even for a moment, and perhaps, in the near future, it would shine even more fervently, until it blazed with boundless brilliance.
The Northern Border King?
I'm afraid that title hardly suffices to describe Ye Feng at that time.
The Liang Family was finished; the patriarch was dead and the remaining members had been taken away by Ge Nie. With the grudges and connections amassed over the years now lost, the Liang Family, even without Ye Feng lifting a finger, would no longer be able to stand its ground in Northern Su.
