The Urban Dao Child

Yang Dao was shocked in a daze by what the woman said. He asked again with an unsure tone, "Excuse me, Madam. Are you talking to me?"

Feng Yun stood straight with a smile on her face. She spoke in a voice so warm and soft that it could melt the whole planet, let alone some stone-hearted person.

"Young Master, I am talking to you. I understand that you have a lot of questions but do not worry. I will answer them all. You can just board the chopper and I will take you to the place where I live."

Yang Dao would have agreed if he was a normal human, but he was not. This tone had a little effect on him. He spoke, "I need to register my library card first and also collect the course books. Can we not just sit down in the library and talk? Also, it is quiet there."

The people around wanted to rush up and kill him. This guy, how dare he to ask this empress of a lady to escort him to the library? Did he perhaps think that just because she was acting respectful to him? He can put up such absurd requests. The monkeys on the side-line got excited when they saw this man refusing this lady. They have pinned their gazes to the lady in front of them.

Feng Yun did not even hesitate or think for even a second. She replied, "Yes, it would be my pleasure."

This simple sentence shocked the rich pants and around. Yang Dao glanced at the lady one more time and nodded. He turned to walk away from the encirclement, avoiding all these losers. Tyson was groaning unconsciously on the ground. He suddenly woke up when he tried to move his hand and felt agonizing pain. He wailed and after a moment memories flowed back. He yelled towards Yang Dao in rage.

"You filthy dirt-blood. I will destroy your orphanage. I will kill every single man in there and use the females as my slave. You just wait, you fucking son of a bitch. I will make you pay the price. YOU DIRT BLOOD." his words were scary but not to Yang Dao. The rich pants around him were all looking at him with a pale face. They all wanted to erase his existence. Yang Dao had just walked to the edge of the encirclement when he heard these words.

The wind became violent. A fearsome pressure radiated from him. It was focused on Tyson and the rich pants. He turned around and wanted to rush and kill him when he was stopped by Feng Yun, who was following him. She smiled warmly and was not affected by the pressure radiated from Yang Dao. She spoke in a sweet voice, "Young Master, I found you after a very long time and rushed over in excitement. Let me give you a gift."

Yang Dao locked his gaze with this woman in front of him. He did not speak, he was hesitant to owe someone a favor. But Feng Yun only smiled and spoke to the rich pants, "Who can tell me what is this person's identity?"

The boy who stood behind Matthew was quicker than anyone. He rushed over and said, "President Feng, this boy is called Tyson Carlos. The owner of Paradise Hotel Chain, Bryan Carlos, is his father."

Feng Yun gave him a nonchalant glance and nodded. Her security detail was standing a bit further. She waved her hand for these people to come over. A man in a black formal suit came to her side and bowed slightly. Feng Yun spoke, "Call Tim, tell him I want to own Paradise Hotel. I give him an hour." she finished speaking and was about to turn away when she said, "Get someone to give this boy some medical treatment. Also, the process should be a hostile takeover. I want to see, Bryan Carlos kneeling in front of me in an hour."

The man in the black suit shuddered a little and said, "Yes, Miss." as he rushed away with his phone in the hand. Feng Yun turned to speak to Yang Dao, and her expressions changed as if flowers bloomed in Iceland. She spoke gently, "Young Master, do not worry. Shall we go to the library?"

Yang Dao nodded and walked ahead after giving a glance to all the rich people around. Tyson was taken away by a man in a black suit. On the way to the library, Yang Dao fell into thought. From the moment he saw Feng Yun walking down the helicopter. He felt that there was an unexplainable connection with this girl. Just when he was trying to find the reason they had reached the Library. Many students saw them but did not approach them at all. The cause was the two hunks wearing black suits walking behind Feng Yun.

Feng Yun arrived here with only three of her bodyguards. But these three were very strong and enough to deter the crowd with only their gazes. The four people entered the Library smoothly. Yang Dao came to the Library window and passed the stunned clerk his card. He spoke, "Sir, I ask you to help me register this card."

The clerk came back to his senses quickly typed the details into the computer in front of him. He then trembled with excitement and stamped the card with no hesitation. Yang Dao collected the card and departed the registration window. He walked through the Library, picked up the books related to his course. Through the process, Feng Yun followed him patiently. After picking up the eighth book, Yang Dao found a place to sit down.

A four people table was placed below a window. The outside view in this place was also very serene. Yang Dao instinctively sat down on the chair. He saw Feng Yun standing beside him so he spoke, "President Feng, please take a seat."

Feng Yun smiled and sat down across him. She spoke, "Young Master, as you might have guessed already. My name is Feng Yun. My other identity is the owner of the Phoenix Group. This is known to the entire world. But there is another identity which is only known to four people, including me. This identity is that of your servant."

The two bodyguards guarding the table felt their hearts skipping a beat. They had never seen Feng Yun talking like this. Also, servant? She? The billionaire was a servant to this teenager? Are you kidding me?

Yang Dao spoke, "Do not joke, please. I am an orphan. I cannot afford to have someone like you are my servant." there was a faint smile on his face. After a break he spoke, "Why do you call me the young master?"

Feng Yun replied slowly, "Have you ever felt that no matter how cold or hot the surrounding air will always feel comfortable.?"

Yang Dao nodded, Feng Yun smiled and continued, "Have you noticed that the flow of air surrounding you also changes with your temper?"

Yang Dao Nodded again, his heart was beating faster with every sentence Feng Yun spoke. The gorgeous lady continued, "If I told you, that you are blessed by the heavens and will rule over four elements and 8 laws, would you believe it.?"

Yang Dao was shocked and confuse and the next moment Feng Yun waved her hand to conjure an exquisite fire flower, that floated above her jade palm.