Chapter 531 General Chang Sheng!
Facing Chang Wei's mocking display of superiority, Jiang Feng still didn't get angry. Instead, he smiled earnestly and said, "Young Master Chang, you have a point."
Hmm?
Chang Wei furrowed his brow, surprised that Jiang Feng remained unflustered despite his provocations. Was Jiang Feng deliberately pretending to be composed in front of him?
Or was he simply at a loss for words, unable to retort?
Heh, keep up the act! Let's see how long you can maintain it!
Chang Wei gave Jiang Feng a knowing glance and continued walking ahead, leading Jiang Feng and his group deeper into the dog grounds.
After taking a stroll around the hunting ground, they came across a series of kennels behind densely packed wire fences.
Inside, various large dog breeds were barking in their kennels, their voices resounding and fierce!
A glance revealed only ferocious dogs!
Brazilian Mastiffs!
Italian Guard Dogs!
Rottweilers!
Caucasian Shepherds!
Tibetan Mastiffs! Dogo Dogs! Petes!
All of them were large, aggressive fighting dogs!
This made Nangong Qingcheng, Chu Feifei, and the other two women feel quite uncomfortable.
On their way there, driven by their innate love for cute pets, they thought the Chang Family would have Pomeranians, Teddy Bears, Corgis, and other small, adorable dogs.
Unexpectedly, they were all these ferocious dogs!
Each of these fighting dogs appeared tall and mighty, with excellent features and impeccable lineage; their fierce eyes exuded a trace of bloodthirsty wildness!
It's as if each one of them was a well-trained soldier!
Upon seeing strangers, all these fighting dogs started barking fiercely, baring their teeth as if they were ready to burst out of the kennels to attack Jiang Feng and the others!
This made the four women even more uneasy. They all clung to Jiang Feng, their faces ashen, trying to keep as far away from the fighting dogs as possible.
However, the sight of the four women competing to get closer to Jiang Feng, seeking security, stirred jealousy in Chang Wei. As a man, his pride was thoroughly crushed!
A dark fire burned within him; at this moment, Chang Wei wished he could let all the fighting dogs loose to tear Jiang Feng to pieces!
"Jiang, I have a question for you. Do you know how much wealth these dogs bring to our Chang Family every year?"
Though he phrased it as a question, he immediately answered himself, "The price of each dog is astronomical to someone like you, a lowly Ninth Brother! Likewise, I can rudely say that your worth isn't even as much as a single strand of the dog's hair here!"
"Chang Wei, watch your mouth! You're the one who's not worth even a strand of dog hair!" Chu Feifei, filled with righteous indignation, glared at Chang Wei.
To her, Jiang Feng is invaluable; how could she tolerate Chang Wei's slander?
Meanwhile, Nangong Qingcheng and Zhang Qinyao also glared at Chang Wei with hostility. Even Liu Shiyuan, usually shy and reserved, looked displeasedly at him!
They all saw that from the moment they entered the dog grounds, Chang Wei had been targeting Jiang Feng at every turn, yet Jiang Feng himself didn't lose his temper. Why?
"Did I say anything wrong?"
Chang Wei stared resentfully at Chu Feifei, who tirelessly defended Jiang Feng. Cold light flickered in his eyes, even slightly bloodthirsty, as he pointed furiously at a Dogo Argentino in the kennel: "This Dogo Argentino has remained unbeaten in thirty contests in the dog fighting arena, setting a record throughout Jiangdong's dog fighting scene! A miracle! It has earned our family a full 20 million Chinese Yuan! Someone even offered 30 million for it, but my dad refused to sell! Why don't you let Jiang Feng say if he's worth 30 million? Claiming he's not even worth a strand of a dog's hair is already giving him face!"
"Disgusting!" Chu Feifei could no longer bear it, turning to Jiang Feng and said, "Uncle, this guy is too annoying. Let's go!"
"No rush." Jiang Feng calmly smiled, glancing at the Dogo Argentino that looked back at him with bared teeth, its paws clutching the kennel as though ready to lunge out and bite him!
"Animals are just animals. No matter how expensive, they can't be compared to humans. Don't you agree, Young Master Chang?" Jiang Feng smiled.
"Jiang, how dare you look down on my 'General Chang Sheng'?" Hearing this, Chang Wei was even more enraged!
He had named the unbeaten Dogo Argentino 'General Chang Sheng,' showing it was one of his favorite fighting dogs!
And Jiang Feng dared to insult the dog right in front of him—how outrageously unaware!
"What about it?" Jiang Feng smiled playfully.
"Listen, to make you realize your ignorance, I'll let you choose any dog in the dog grounds—except for General Chang Sheng!"
Chang Wei's attitude became brazenly arrogant: "After choosing, let's have a dog fight. I really want to see if your eye matches your big mouth!"
Dog fight?
Jiang Feng slightly frowned.
He knew well what dog fighting was about.
It's a folk game originating from the Song Dynasty, where two dogs fight and bite each other until one is injured or even killed, deciding the winner.
In some places, underground dog fighting is prevalent, a form of gambling that gathers crowds.
Even in some remote villages, cockfighting and dog fighting, along with cricket fighting, still thrive as gambling games.
These are some bad folk habits.
Especially the dog fighting scene, often extremely bloody and brutal, not for the faint-hearted.
"Are you sure?" Jiang Feng asked with a smile.
"Of course!" Chang Wei's ferocity was apparent: "But, we won't play for nothing! Let's up the stakes. If you lose, you leave both your hands and feet here to feed the dogs today!"
"Chang Wei, don't push it!" Chu Feifei scolded angrily upon hearing Chang Wei's words. "You invited us here today. We didn't even want to come; it was the uncle who brought us! He's given you enough face, yet you keep targeting him. Who do you think you are? Relying on the business your dad built gives you that much superiority?"
Chang Wei was almost consumed with rage!
Chu Feifei's words struck his sore spot; he hated being called a second-generation rich kid living off his parents!
"Chu Feifei, since you're defending Jiang Feng at every turn, do you have something going on with him? This is a man-to-man grudge between us. Why are you getting nervous? If he's not up to the challenge, he can admit defeat. I won't force him—unless he kneels before me like yesterday, maybe then I'd be magnanimous and spare him!"
His thoughts finally spilled out, clearly unable to swallow yesterday's humiliation and wanting to exact revenge from Jiang Feng with interest!
Chu Feifei fumed, blushing with anger at Chang Wei's vile words, especially as he implied before her three good sisters that she had something going on with Jiang Feng, leaving her at a loss!
Just as Chu Feifei was about to retaliate with words, Jiang Feng caught her by the arm.
Then, Jiang Feng calmly shook his head and smiled at Chang Wei, saying, "Chang Wei, you want my hands and feet? What if I win?"
"You?" Chang Wei laughed wildly at Jiang Feng's question: "Jiang, you're really stupid. I've already told you, you can't choose 'General Chang Sheng,' because it's the one fighting for me. Do you think you can still win?"
This was his confidence!
The Dogo Argentino, "General Chang Sheng," was the king of this dog ground! Invincible! It had set a record of thirty consecutive victories!
One could even say, "General Chang Sheng" was the entire underground dog fighting world's myth! Its emperor!
With absolute confidence, Chang Wei believed that so long as General Chang Sheng was in the fight, regardless of which dog Jiang Feng picked from the grounds, Jiang Feng would definitely lose with no chance of a comeback!