The Dominance of the Son-in-Law: My Wealthy and Beautiful Wife-Chapter 925 925: Roast Goose!

Inside the hall.
Everyone sighed one after another.
The tragic sight of Heavenly River Taoist yesterday left a deep impression on them, making it easy to imagine what kind of fate Tian Lang would meet.
"How about we place a bet? I bet the fight will be over in five minutes, fifty thousand."
"Five minutes? Pssh, I bet three minutes, a hundred thousand!"
"You're underestimating him, I bet one minute, three hundred thousand!"
"..."
Everyone started buzzing with excitement.
Su Heyuan came over with a grin, took out a bank card, and tossed it in front of them, saying, "I bet fifty million, that Qin Feng will go down in half a minute."
"What??"
The crowd perked up at the mention of fifty million and rushed to place bets again.
"I bet Qin Feng returns in three minutes, adding another ten million!"
"I bet he returns in one minute, upping by thirty million!"
"..."
With Su Heyuan's bold wager, everyone eagerness increased their stakes.
This big fat sheep came to the slaughter, might as well take advantage.
Yesterday, the Seventh Grade Grandmaster Heavenly River Taoist, couldn't last two minutes, so there's no need to mention the first-tier Tian Lang.
At this moment, seeing that everyone was betting and actually wagering on Qin Feng's victory, Su Heyuan was feeling quite pleased.
More than thirty people, if he wins, how much money would he rake in?
It would probably be over a few billion!
He couldn't understand these fools, why would they bet that Qin Feng would win, given the evident gap in their cultivation, but it looks like he's going to make a huge profit!
Feeling exhilarated, Su Heyuan cheerfully addressed the crowd, "Everyone is reputable, no backing out!"
As he spoke, he added, "I'm raising my bet to five billion!!"
The more he wagered, the more others increased theirs.
Indeed.
The crowd excitedly followed up with their bets.
If they win, it would be at least two to three billion!
Winning two to three billion before the old man's seventieth birthday, he could get quite a commendation!
The more he thought about it, the more exhilarated he became.
"Alright, let's start the timer and see which one of them returns first!"
Su Heyuan exclaimed excitedly.
He had just checked the time.
Then.
The hall suddenly fell silent.
Following everyone's gaze, Su Heyuan astonishingly saw Qin Feng, who had somehow returned, sitting beside Yu Xing'er, continuing his meal, muttering, "Good thing I was quick, the soup's not cold..."
"What?!!"
Su Heyuan was momentarily stunned, immediately stepped forward and said, "Qin Feng, why are you back? Did you regret going out with Tian Lang?"
"I went out! And came back."
Qin Feng replied.
"You, you're talking nonsense, it hasn't even been half a minute, how could you be back? Where's Tian Lang?"
Su Heyuan asked again.
"Idiot..."
Qin Feng scoffed at him and continued his soup.
Others who bet on Qin Feng's victory began to excitedly exclaim, "Quick, quick, collect the money, collect the money..."
"..."
Su Heyuan looked embarrassed, quickly trying to stop them, "Hold on, he couldn't have won, he must have seen Tian Lang's power and snuck back!"
One person, holding a heap of Golden Talismans, excitedly declared, "Young Master Su, Tian Lang may be formidable, but he definitely can't beat Qin Feng."
"Impossible!!" Su Heyuan said.
"There's nothing impossible, your Master is Heavenly River Taoist, right? Even Heavenly River Taoist was no match for him, so bring over your bank card..." That person urged happily but impatiently.
"..."
Su Heyuan was dumbfounded, then turned to his two bodyguards to check the situation outside.
Soon after.
The two bodyguards returned, ing: "Young master, Tian Lang is now... gravely injured and unconscious..."
"What?!!"
Su Heyuan was shocked.
Unexpectedly, Tian Lang lost.
In less than half a minute, he was defeated by Qin Feng, who was merely a half-step master!
He was frozen.
Watching his five billion getting split among those people, his heart was filled with depression.
"Qin Feng!"
He immediately approached Qin Feng again, saying, "I don't care what kind of underhanded tricks you used to beat Tian Lang, but if my Master comes, you're dead!"
After he spoke, he immediately ordered the two bodyguards to find his Master, Heavenly River Taoist.
Qin Feng continued eating, not bothering to respond to him.
Unwillingly, he shouted again: "My Master is the illustrious Heavenly River Taoist, his cultivation is Seventh Grade Grandmaster, and his power can defeat Eighth-grade Grandmasters, his strength is formidable, when he arrives, your end will come!"
Just as he finished speaking.
The two bodyguards returned, saying: "Young Master, Heavenly River Taoist has already arrived."
"Already arrived??"
Su Heyuan's eyes shone with surprise.
He knew Heavenly River Taoist well; extremely proud, even the family elder rarely received much respect from him; he always maintained an air of superiority.
Ordinary matters wouldn't bother him.
And now, just after sending the bodyguards to fetch him, he arrived in less than half a minute.
What does this say?
It shows his standing in the heart of Heavenly River Taoist is very important!
He'll surely teach Qin Feng a lesson for him!
"Master, you finally came!"
As Heavenly River Taoist stepped in, Su Heyuan promptly stepped forward respectfully, bowing.
"You're here too?"
Heavenly River Taoist was slightly surprised.
"..."
Su Heyuan was also puzzled.
Didn't he come because he was here?
"Good timing, little disciple, to bring you to meet a great master." Heavenly River Taoist added.
"Great master?"
Su Heyuan wondered.
Just then, he noticed the roast goose in Heavenly River Taoist's hand.
The roast goose was golden, just one look and its delectable taste was discernible.
Su Heyuan couldn't help but be astounded!
He knew this goose was captured at Kunlun Mountain, a Spiritual Goose not only with tender meat but also imbued with spiritual energy, eating it would greatly enhance cultivation!
Such a Spiritual Goose is extremely rare and priceless.
Usually, Heavenly River Taoist wouldn't bear to eat it, feeding it spiritual elixir and spiritual herbs, costing billions for feeding it, not to mention its inherent value being extremely high.
Unexpectedly, it has been roasted today!
"Indeed, the great master is the master I just acknowledged," Heavenly River Taoist said, his words filled with profound happiness, "you could say he's your Master."
His Master acknowledged a master?
Su Heyuan couldn't help but feel a jolt inside, growing more and more excited!
No wonder he roasted the Spiritual Goose.
Turns out he acknowledged a master!
His Master, himself a grand figure with tremendous pride, now acknowledging someone else as a master, even roasting the exceptionally precious Spiritual Goose, what does this say?
It shows that person is far stronger than the Master!
Highly likely to be one of the few Ninth Grade Grandmasters in existence!
In that case.
Then he would have a Ninth Grade Grandmaster as his Master!
Thinking of this.
His eyes grew more and more excited.
With a Ninth Grade Grandmaster as a backing, why worry about not becoming the Su Family heir, not capturing the Heavenly Tiger War God Zuoqiu Feng, or not obliterating Qin Feng?
"Master, is that great master also here?"
Su Heyuan asked excitedly.
"Indeed, he stayed here last night."
Heavenly River Taoist answered, scanning the surroundings for Qin Feng's presence…