Chapter 95 - Start of The Banquet (2/2)

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Chen Fan was shocked when he arrived at the hotel.

“What is going on?”

When the excited face of Liu Guodong he saw a few days ago suddenly came back into his mind, Chen Fan finally realized the draw of the event to the magnates: the Heavenly Water.

If the heavenly water was treasured by someone as resourceful as Liu Guodong, it must be highly sought after among other lesser lords of the Jiang Bei region.

Once he showed the guard his invitation, he walked into the event.

Most of the attendees were still on their way, and the hall was half empty. The magnates had formed a few circles as they chatted and discussed business with each other.

“Mr. Chen, long time no see!”

A woman’s surprised voice came up from behind Chen Fan.

It was Han Yun, the oldest member of Xu Rongfei’s clique.

“Long time no see.” Chen fan nodded. “Are you here with Old man Zhen?”

“Yes. As soon as Mr. Zhen knew you were hosting a meeting, he booked his ticket right away.” Han Yun was in a red dress that tightly wrapped around her body. She wore a bun that hung down from the top of her head and a few gentle touches of makeup at the corner and under her eyelids.

She batted her lashes as she stared at the young boy who had disappeared for three months. A mix of remorse and joy came up inside of her.

She regretted not making a move as quickly as possible and let the opportunity slip through her fingers. However, she was happy to see that he was back and better than ever. He was no longer the guest of Chu Zhou City’s magnates; instead, he had transformed into the most powerful and influential figure of the entire Jiang Bei region.

“I wager that he is more powerful than the old man Zhen now.”

Han Yun’s face bloomed like a cherry blossom as she inched toward Chen Fan.

Chen Fan was slightly creeped out by the girl, and even as he was about to push the young woman away, he heard another musical voice behind him.

“Sister Han? Chen Fan?”

Xu Rongfei covered her face to suppress a cry. Beside her were Jiang Churan, Zhang Yumeng, Li Yichen, Chu Minhui, and their friends. Jiang Churan was holding a plate, and her face was cold as ice.

Han Yun was unfazed by the interruption; she turned around and left Chen Fan.

“Ran-Ran, Meng-Meng, and Fei-Fei, why are you girls here?”

“We want to see what Master Chen look like.” Zhang Yumeng shouted excitedly. “Liu Teng from the City of Clear Water told us that Master Chen is only in his twenties. Can you imagine that?”

Han Yun cracked a smile and looked to Chen Fan quietly.

Chen Fan was about to say something, but he was cut short by an arrogant voice.

“Is that Chen Fan?”

Chen Fan turned around and saw a bratty looking young man glancing at him with a crooked neck.

“You are?” Chen Fan furrowed his brows.

“Humph! You don’t even know me?” The young man’s lip twitched a little and continued. “My name is Wei Zipin.”

“Wei Fu is my grandpa, Wei Changfen is my dad, and Wei Ziqin is my sister.”

“Do you know who I am now?”

“I am sorry Young Lord Wei, Chen Fan is new in the Chu Zhou City. He used to live in Si Shui County. Please forgive his ignorance.” Li Yichen explained.

“Hehe, Si Shui County?” Wei Zipin smiled contemptuously. “I met someone called Wu Junjie from your county, and he tried to befriend me. I gave him a knuckle sandwich and told him to f.u.c.k off. Haha!”

“I don’t make friends with hillbillies.”

“They are disgusting.”

Everyone’s face paled after hearing the young man’s words.

Chen Fan’s eyes grew colder by the second.

Wu Junjie was the son of a businessman from Si Shui County, one of Chen Fan’s childhood friends.

Chen Fan lifted the cup of wine with a knot of fire already burning inside of his belly.