Shen Fanyun stayed alone for a long ti, finally convincing himself to admit that Lin iqing had indeed left Hangcheng City.
He then turned and walked out of the high-speed rail station.
Click!
Bored out of his mind, Shen Fanyun lit a cigarette and stood at the bustling station entrance, gazing into the distance.
A cigarette burned slowly and rhythmically.
Without waiting to snuff it out.
Shen Fanyun’s eyebrows slightly raised, followed by a aningful smile at the corner of his mouth.
Just recently, during his conversation with Zhan Feng, they discussed the issue of Han Long, ntioning that this richest man in Hangcheng City had spent a fortune to invite a group of genuine experts from the Capital City.
Planning to resolve the presence of him, the Demon Lord of Mayhem, in Hangcheng City.
He thought it would take so ti, but unexpectedly, the speed was quite fast.
It was clear that Han Long, having retreated again and again, had completely lost patience, especially now that the entire Hangcheng City was watching this matter.
If he didn’t quickly co up with targeted asures or resolve this crisis,
in the long run, Han Long’s rule in Hangcheng City would be significantly weakened, possibly even becoming a joke during his peak period.
Han Long, proud and ambitious, was soone who valued his reputation more than life itself. He would never allow Shen Fanyun to repeatedly make waves before him.
Nor would he allow anyone in Hangcheng City capable of challenging his status to appear.
Strike down anyone that poses a threat, and if striking down doesn’t work, killing them would be the only solution!
"It’s good that you ca."
"I should also stretch my muscles a bit, but I don’t know if this one has the weight to let Mr. Shen have an exhilarating fight."
"Click." Shen Fanyun lit a second cigarette. An old man, with white hair and beard yet exuding a spirited aura, gradually strode into view with a majestic step.
As the saying goes, a person’s appearance often indicates whether he is soone of significance.
Shen Fanyun glanced casually, secretly sighing that Han Long had indeed invested heavily.
This white-bearded elder leapt into the crowd in a few strides, imdiately drawing the attention of passers-by.
To Shen Fanyun, this figure felt like an imposing and tall mountain, stretching endlessly into the sky.
Standing and overlooking all living beings with an astonishingly commanding presence that made ordinary people unable to look directly.
His figure stood tall and straight, like an ancient pine that had weathered the storms and underwent countless devastations and baptisms.
Although ti had etched deep marks on the old man’s face, the endurance and indomitableness left by ti made him shine even more.
His eyes were deep and bright, seemingly able to easily discern everything in the world.
Shen Fanyun smiled faintly, and at the sa ti, the elder also fixed his gaze on Shen Fanyun, as they exchanged a distant look, the elder’s eyes imdiately glittered with wisdom and depth.
"Youngster, finally we et." This elder was not here with good intentions, and his target was precisely Shen Fanyun.
He neared Shen Fanyun once again, his steps stable and powerful as if treading on people’s hearts.
His voice was loud and magnetic, with each word landing like a striking tune of brass and stone.
"Haven’t seen soone worthwhile for years."
Shen Fanyun remarked, assessing the elder once more, observing that his attire was simple yet tidy without too much ornate embellishnt.
But the composure and calmness between his brows were undeniable.
No doubt, this was a majestic lion; though advanced in years, his majesty and dignity were undiminished.
"Han Long has indeed spared no expense this ti." Shen Fanyun sighed deeply.
The appearance of this elder piqued Shen Fanyun’s interest considerably.
Curiously, he inquired, "Your na?"
"Xiao Zhan!" The elder, with his hands clasped behind him, though half a head shorter than Shen Fanyun, still managed to look down upon him with an imposing stance.
Xiao Zhan’s deanor was extrely domineering.
Presumably, he was a notable figure in the Capital City as well.
Shen Fanyun wasn’t much involved in the Martial Arts World, so he didn’t have much impression. Zhan Feng probably knew, but unfortunately, Zhan Feng had already left.
"You have offended soone you shouldn’t have."
Xiao Zhan shook his head, revealing a look of regret as he sized up Shen Fanyun, his pupils devoid of any emotion.
He seed like a cold killing machine.
Shen Fanyun said, "Each serving their master, each with their own stance, that’s all."
Just then, a young girl with pigtails erged from the crowd and silently ca up behind Xiao Zhan.
Her looks were average.
But her brows bore a rather heroic spirit.
Her steps were light yet firm, evidently a skilled practitioner; for a young woman to reach such a level wasn’t easy.
Looking at her features, she should be Xiao Zhan’s granddaughter, the two sharing around seventy to eighty percent resemblance.
"Grandpa, he’s quite handso."
The young girl giggled, seemingly impressed by Shen Fanyun, but in reality, her eyes were more like she was looking at prey that had already fallen into her grasp.
Xiao Zhan ignored his granddaughter’s comnt, keeping his focus on Shen Fanyun.
After a pause, Xiao Zhan said, "I can give you a way out."
"What do you an?" Shen Fanyun asked with interest, inquiring lightly.
"From now on, beco my servant, and I will take you out of Hangcheng City."
"Of course, you must first go to Han Long and apologize."
Xiao Zhan began arranging a way out for Shen Fanyun, continuing, "With my face, Han Long will surely step back and not insist on taking your life."
"You are a quite promising talent; I find it hard to bear snuffing out a prodigy." Xiao Zhan said confidently.
Shen Fanyun smiled slightly, "What if I refuse?"
"You dog! My grandfather kindly gives you a way out, choosing to spare you, and you dare refuse?!"
"Do you have the guts of a bear and the heart of a leopard to be this unruly?" The young girl who had been giggling while observing Shen Fanyun just a mont ago.
Her face fell, starting to berate Shen Fanyun.
Her overbearing and righteous attitude made it seem like Shen Fanyun had taken so undue advantage of her grandfather.
Scolding him for being unruly? Mistaking kindness for ill intent?
"Girl, mind your manners, speaking like this isn’t becoming? Did your grandfather never teach you what proper upbringing is?"
Shen Fanyun teased, casting a light glance at the young woman.
The young girl, whose given na was Xiao Huahua, imdiately flew into a rage, "Are you trying to teach ? Who do you think you are?"
"Take a look at yourself; being targeted by my grandfather, and you’re still not kneeling to beg for rcy, acting this bold?"
"How many lives do you think you have to squander?"
"Believe it or not, with just one finger, my grandfather could easily crush you!" Xiao Huahua said, pointing arrogantly at Shen Fanyun.
Shen Fanyun, helpless, disliked the most when soone pointed a finger at him, considering it a lack of manners, decorum, and upbringing!
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