C27 great gift

Two days later, in the Dong Residence's courtyard.

The originally spacious hall was now crowded, and it was filled with people.

Dong Qi was sitting on his teacher's chair, looking down at Dong Wen Feng with a proud smile.

Today was the ceremony for the succession of the Dong Clan. As the top priority of the Dong Clan, all the core members of the Dong Clan were to witness the moment when Dong Wen Feng took over the position of Ren Family Lord.

"Second Uncle, what's going on with your face?" Dong Wen Feng saw that Dong Bicun's face had clear scratches, and asked with concern.

Dong Bicun's face immediately became unsightly. He stuttered: "Don't mention it, a wild cat that came out of nowhere scratched me two days ago."

"Did you take any shots?"

"Yes." Dong Bicun did not have the interest to talk, and walked out with a gloomy face.

Two days ago night, Cui Wanjun, who was taking care of Dong Xinhao at home, immediately went crazy when she heard that Dong Wen Feng was going to pick up the Ren Family's Lord.

And this scratch, was precisely Cui Wanjun's credit.

At that time, he said whatever he wanted, and finally persuaded Cui Wanjun. He did not let her confront the old man, but the other party was so angry that she did not appear at the ceremony.

He withdrew his train of thoughts and turned to look at Dong Wen Feng who was conversing with everyone. He clenched his fists and a stern look flashed past his eyes.

Dong Wen Feng, just you wait, I will take back the Patriarch's position sooner or later!

After about half an hour, Dong Qi saw that everyone had gathered. He waved his hand at the crowd, and the noise instantly dissipated.

He swept a glance at the crowd and his aura suddenly surged. He spoke without getting angry, "I'm very happy that everyone came today. I've been the Patriarch for dozens of years. I'm old now and can't do anything. It's time to give up the position."

Thinking back to all these years, Dong Qizheng was deeply moved. He paused for a moment, then waved his hand at Dong Wen Feng: "Wen Feng, come over."

Dong Wen Feng walked to Dong Qizheng's side and looked at everyone.

"This is Wen Feng. Most of you have already met him, so it doesn't matter if you haven't seen him before. Today, we will get to know him. From today onwards, he will be the new Ren Family Lord of the Dong Clan."

"I know, you guys have all sorts of thoughts in your hearts. Some people would think that I was too old and muddleheaded to actually hand over the Dong Clan to a young man. I don't blame you guys for having such thoughts. I believe that you guys will agree with my decision in the future. Cough, cough …" Dong Qizheng coughed a few times.

Dong Wen Feng immediately patted his back.

Dong Qi waved his hands at his grandson, indicating that he was fine.

"If you have anything to say today, you can say it all. I don't blame you."

Everyone looked at each other. No one spoke a word.

Dong Bicun lowered his head and looked at the floor under his feet, his expression hidden.

"Alright, then I'll just take it that you guys have no objections. Since we're out of here today, I don't wish for any more words regarding Wen Feng to come out of your mouths. If I find out who's talking nonsense, then don't blame me for being rude!" Dong Qizheng's eyes flashed as he said.

No one dared to speak out loud. They all shouted out together, "Yes!"

At this moment, a voice could be heard from outside.

"Old Man Dong, it's really lively today."

Everyone moved to the side and opened up a path. Fang Bixuan's figure appeared in front of everyone.

Dong Qizheng was stunned for a moment. He could not understand what the other party wanted to do today.

He let go of the doubt in his mind and said with a smile, "Bi Xuan, come in quickly and have a seat."

Looking at Fang Bixuan, Dong Wen Feng had a bad premonition. What came was not good, what came was not good!

"There's no need, Old Master. I heard that Wen Feng came to pick up the Ren Family's Master today and specifically gave him a big present." Fang Bixuan glared at Dong Wen Feng hatefully, and said coldly.

"Bi Xuan, what do you mean? How did Wen Feng offend you? " Dong Qizheng naturally heard the hatred in Fang Bixuan's words, and asked.

"How did you offend me?!" See for yourself, the wounds on my face are all caused by him! " Fang Bixuan pointed to the bandage on his face and said bitterly.

"Honored tutor, since you've come, then there will be no need to be courteous. You will all receive this great gift very soon." Fang Bixuan stared at Dong Wen Feng and laughed sinisterly, "Dong Wen Feng, I hope that you will like this big gift!"

"Farewell!" After Fang Bixuan finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

"Halt!" Dong Wen Feng shouted coldly.

Fang Bixuan stopped in his tracks, turned around, looked at Dong Wen Feng who had an unfriendly face, and unconsciously took a step back, saying nervously: "What are you trying to do?!"

He regretted forgetting to bring a few bodyguards with him today. If this barbarian were to really make a move on him, then he would be at his mercy!

Dong Wen Feng did not have any intentions of making a move on him. With things having gotten to this point, a beating was not enough to solve the problem.

"Fang Bixuan, I don't know what you have done to the Dong Clan, but you must remember this. Dong Wen Feng remained expressionless as he enunciated each word slowly.

The coldness of his words caused Fang Bixuan to involuntarily shudder. Unknowingly, he had a premonition that he would never be able to regret the things that happened today!

Fang Bixuan felt that it was kind of absurd. How could a mere Dong Clan be able to do anything to the Fang Clan!

It had to be known that the Fang family was one of the top great clans in the entire Jiangnan Province. They could be said to be extremely resourceful!

As for the Dong Clan, they only had a bit of a reputation in Luochuan!

Fang Bixuan scoffed, and said with contempt: "Fine, I will wait for you to take revenge on me, I hope you will not disappoint me!"

Just as Fang Bixuan left, the phones of everyone in the hall started to ring at the same time. During the ceremony, no one dared to pick up the phone and hung up, but then another call was called.

A sense of foreboding filled his heart. He closed his eyes and said slowly, "Take it. Let's see what it is about."

Everyone picked up the call, and as the conversation went on, everyone's expressions became serious.

"What? Repeat it again!"

"Impossible, wasn't it fine yesterday? Who was the culprit?!"

"Don't hesitate, speak clearly for me! "What exactly is going on?!"

The anxious voices of the crowd echoed in the hall.

Seeing this scene, Dong Bicun rolled his eyes, and thought of a plan in his heart.

Dong Wen Feng, you are courting death, don't blame me for not caring about how easy it will be on you, uncle and nephew!

The corner of Dong Bicun's mouth rose into an imperceptible sneer.