The Rise of Dragon Son-in-Law

Sun Weiwei held an immense respect for Long Chen!

Of course, this respect stemmed from Dragon Doctor’s medical heroism.

In just a few months, the achievements Dragon Doctor had attained were unprecedented and unequaled.

These achievements were not only financial but also because countless people had been treated and saved by Dragon Doctor.

For those suffering from terminal illnesses, Dragon Doctor was the eternal sunshine in their hearts.

That was the most terrifying aspect of Dragon Doctor!

Therefore, when Sun Weiwei saw the founder of Dragon Doctor, she couldn’t help but feel excited.

Faced with Sun Weiwei’s enthusiasm, Long Chen smiled and said, "Maybe later, when I’m less busy, I can give you an exclusive interview, but not right now. The dust hasn’t settled yet, and many things should not be too high-profile."

"Okay, okay." Sun Weiwei nodded excitedly. "Mr. Long, can I add you on WeChat?"

"Of course, there’s nothing to it."

Long Chen nodded with a smile.

Next to him, Yang Su wore a smile.

It was reasonable for Sun Weiwei to respect Long Chen.

After all, Long Chen was young and talented, and his mysterious aura was indeed captivating.

The first time she saw Long Chen, she too had been attracted to him.

After getting to know him better, attraction turned into a crazy obsession.

Thus, Yang Su was worried that Sun Weiwei might also fall too deeply.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please quiet down for a moment."

Just then, on the stage ahead, a refined-looking man with a microphone stepped up. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

The previously noisy crowd instantly quieted down and turned their attention to the man on stage.

After bowing respectfully, the refined man smiled and said, "My name is He Huaijun, and I am the host of the Martial Alliance Conference. I usually host variety shows, and this is my first time hosting a Martial Arts Conference, so I’m quite excited. If there’s anything inappropriate in my speech, please bear with me."

"Ha-ha, Mr. He, I grew up watching your shows, don’t be modest."

"Yes, indeed, the shows hosted by Mr. He are always good."

Many people in the crowd spoke up, giving He Huaijun a lot of face.

He Huaijun humbly waved his hand, uttering a few polite phrases.

"Mr. He looks very familiar." Long Chen mused.

"Don’t you know him?" Sun Weiwei said. "Mr. Long, Mr. He is a top host on a TV station in Great Xia, practically a household name. Perhaps you’ve seen him host ’Cosmic Laughter Clan.’"

"Yes, that’s the show, now I remember," Long Chen realized.

"Mr. He’s character and shows are indeed quite good," Sun Weiwei said.

On stage, He Huaijun briefly outlined the agenda, his style humorous yet poised, quickly engaging the audience.

After introducing some details, He Huaijun said, "Before the Martial Alliance competitions begin, let’s watch a performance to relax, please welcome..."

Next was a performance featuring two top-tier celebrities, a man and a woman.

They sang and performed together, standard but neither stunning nor subpar.

After the performance, He Huaijun returned to the stage and smiled, saying, "I just received a message that the leader of Dragon Doctor is also here.

"The world knows the accomplishments of Dragon Doctor, so I won’t elaborate further. Now, I would like to invite Mr. Long to come up and say a few words to cheer for the Martial Alliance Conference. Would Mr. Long be willing to come up?"

Hearing this, Long Chen was slightly startled.

Then, Long Chen stood up and said lightly, "Tonight, I’m just an ordinary spectator. It’s inconvenient for me to come up, so let’s forget about it."

"No, no, no." He Huaijun quickly said. "Mr. Long is being too modest. No matter what, the Martial Alliance’s development in Qianzhou cannot do without the support of major companies, and I believe there are definitely many here who would like to see you come up.

"Of course, this request is sudden, and it’s understandable if you’re unprepared. If you really don’t want to come up, that’s fine," He Huaijun said with a light laugh.

"Mr. Long, please come up and let everyone see you."

"Yes, Mr. Long, since you are here already, come up and say a few words to everyone."

In the crowd, someone started heckling.

Long Chen took a deep breath and then said, "Well, since everyone wants me to say a few words, I see no harm in it."

As he spoke, Long Chen walked onto the stage.

He Huaijun stood beside Long Chen, a full head shorter than him, reaching only up to Long Chen’s shoulders.

He directed his gaze at Long Chen and smiled, "Mr. Long, please go ahead and speak."

"I don’t have much to say, but I hope that the Martial Alliance can seek blessings for the people and ensure peace in the region.

To do good deeds, and if there are places that need Dragon Doctor’s help, Dragon Doctor will definitely assist."

Long Chen spoke from his heart, expressing his thoughts honestly without any intention of flattery.

At the same time, his words also conveyed some underlying messages.

’To do good deeds’ subtly hinted to certain people.

These four words also meant that if there was no harm to Dragon Doctor, then Dragon Doctor would help wherever possible. Everyone present could understand this.

"Ha, Mr. Long’s words are indeed very solid, very good.

Mr. Long, since you have stepped onto the stage, why not sing a song to boost everyone’s spirits?"

He Huaijun asked Long Chen with a smile.

"I’m pressed for time; let’s not," Long Chen replied.

"Mr. Long, you ought not say that. Singing a song won’t take up much time, unless you’re trying to fool us, haha."

Zhan Taidao burst out laughing.

"That won’t be necessary. Just singing a song, no problem."

Long Chen readily agreed.

"What song would Mr. Long like to sing?" He Huaijun asked with a smile.

"The Storm Riders, I think it fits today’s atmosphere quite well," Long Chen said with a smile.

"Alright, staff, please play ’The Storm Riders.’"

After speaking, He Huaijun handed the microphone to Long Chen and then stepped to the edge of the stage.

Holding the microphone, music soon filled the air.

After a brief introduction, Long Chen began to sing:

The wind whirls and raises dust; clouds blossom and rain falls to the ground.

Countless heroes surge from all directions; the rightful spirit exists through ancient and modern times.

...

With each line of the passionate lyrics sung by Long Chen, combined with his perfect vocal range, it was like a grand slam as soon as he opened his mouth.

The audience was astonished, having not expected Long Chen’s singing skills to be so impressive.

In fact, Long Chen was not a good singer before, lacking lung capacity and unable to hit high notes.

But with the aid of Spiritual Power, no note was too high for Long Chen to master perfectly.

"My goodness, Mr. Long sings so beautifully, and with such a commanding presence. Why do I feel like Mr. Long knows how to do just about everything?"

Sun Weiwei felt herself getting totally captivated.

Yang Su stared intently at Long Chen, listening intently to his singing.

Whatever Sun Weiwei said, Yang Su didn’t hear at all.

At this moment, in Yang Su’s eyes, there was only Long Chen.

Everything apart from Long Chen was momentarily ignored by Yang Su.

After the song ended, thunderous applause broke out from the crowd.

The applause was heartfelt.

Because Long Chen’s singing was indeed commanding and effortless, as if a great hero was performing.

"I have shown my modest talent. Next, I think I can simply be an audience member and witness the Martial Arts masters’ competition, right?"

Long Chen bowed slightly, asking with a smile on his face.