Chapter 692: 465: Commoners

Chapter 692: Chapter 465: Commoners

Mu Fan paid no mind to the commotion beside him, and without giving another glance at the soaked, golden retriever-like figure, he turned and walked toward the big-bearded Jika.

“Mr. Jika, can we continue our talk now?”

“Of course, of course we can!”

The fire in the big-bearded man’s eyes seemed to ignite two ferocious flames. He wasn’t any Federation citizen—this youngster’s wild manner was precisely to his taste.

Underneath the facade of hypocrisy lay the true nature.

And now, the youth’s every action was clearly aimed at that true nature.

By now, he had almost finalized the deal in his mind; all that remained was to discuss the price.

Beside him, Wang Nuonuo smiled softly, uttering a sentence that nearly choked Rupert on the ground to death with rage.

“Sir, does your hand hurt?”

Rupert felt blood stuck in his throat, about to burst out at any second.

Rupert, who had been a dominant figure in Zhongjing City’s gray areas for over a decade, felt at this moment that he had plunged into hell.

The flavors of defeat, ridicule, and downturn that he had never tasted before—today, he experienced them all.

He could not fail to notice the schadenfreude in the eyes of those around him, and as for some of the noble ladies secluded in their chambers, their gazes were eagerly fixed on Mu Fan, dressed in a crisp shirt.

What had just happened was shockingly impactful to them.

As quiet as a maiden but as quick as a startled rabbit, his hand movements were swift and powerful.

When did such a manly young man appear in the noble circles of Zhongjing City?

“Sir, sir, let me help you up. Do you need medical services?” The waiter tried to help Rupert.

“Get lost! Is this what you call Number One Villa? Where are the people! Drive out this lowly, barbaric intruder immediately!”

Rupert was howling madly, not caring about his image anymore. He just wanted to vent his fury.

“Sir, the security is on their way, don’t worry. Let me help you up first.”

“Get away from me!”

In front of him, Mu Fan sat back down as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring the furious shouts behind him.

…

Inside the hall, the clinking of glasses and the mix of many voices with pleasant music filled the air, and with the building’s thick walls, nobody noticed the disturbance on the outside terrace.

Except for those standing near the entrance to the Inner Sect of the hall.

Rong Cheng carried his drink, searching for the Youshi siblings.

However, as he passed the Inner Sect, an untimely, thunderous noise reached his ears.

Then he saw a figure being lifted and slammed down hard on the ground.

In that fleeting moment of shock, Rong Cheng had already recognized who it was.

His good friend Rupert, and the person pressing him down… Mu Fan!

Why provoke that madman? That barbaric lunatic who completely disregards any sense of noble honor!

Meanwhile, another group a dozen meters away also noticed the commotion and couldn’t help but look over.

Donatello watched the youth’s silhouette with cold eyes; he knew him all too well.

The same Rupert, who had sought his favor, now lay humiliated on the ground.

Haha…

If it were that easy, he would have thrashed that kid a hundred times over.

How could the boy who dared to openly challenge him multiple times in the Mecha Martial Tournament endure such vile mockery?

“Young Master Wu, excuse me for a moment. A friend is in trouble, I need to go handle it,” Donatello raised his glass with a smile, signaling that he would leave first.

Lin Wu, with his distinct poise and a gentle face, nodded slightly and likewise raised his glass, indicating that it was fine.

“Eh, isn’t that the girl?”

Mu Fan, equally dressed in proper formal attire but with a slightly playboy aura, keenly spotted a glimpse of pale yellow beauty.

“Who?”

Following the excited direction of his younger brother’s finger, Lin Wu’s gaze drifted over and naturally landed on the familiar girl. However, when he clearly saw the person beside her, his eyes narrowed, and he pushed Lin An back to his original spot.

“Brother, what are you doing!”

“She’s with him,” Lin Wu reminded blandly, and after a thought, he added,

“Don’t get involved in this.”

It was only then that Lin An realized he had been too preoccupied with the beautiful girl and had completely overlooked the situation unfolding before him.

Reluctantly taking in the side profile of the pale yellow figure once more, Lin An finally suppressed his thoughts.

However, as Lin An caught a whiff of a fragrant scent, a calm yet commanding young voice suddenly reached his ears.

“What is Brother Lin watching? It seems like something has happened here?”

And then, two figures, seemingly a perfect pair, appeared before Lin An.

Upon clearly seeing the face of the woman in the black evening gown, Lin An’s heart uncontrollably started to beat wildly.

It was Youshi Jun and Youshi Wang!

Dingchuan Academy’s daffodil goddess… Youshi Wang.

Logically, anyone standing beside Youshi Wang would unavoidably be overshadowed. Yet, when Youshi Jun appeared with his profound gaze and heroic brows, there was an extraordinary harmony that people felt.

One of Blue Capital Star’s young elites, Youshi Jun.

And, indeed, it was Youshi Jun who had spoken.

As for the ‘Brother Lin’ he referred to, he naturally meant the Lin family’s eldest young master… Lin Wu.

Greeting him with a smile, Lin Wu casually pointed towards a distant open-air terrace.

“Something interesting happened inside, a fight broke out in Villa One, and Natello just went over.”

Following Lin Wu’s line of sight, the Youshi siblings also noticed Donatello and Sai’s figures.

“Oh, it seems that you both know the person involved?” Interest flickered in Youshi Jun’s eyes.

“Yes, we’ve had dealings. Why are you here, Youshi Jun? Don’t you need to accompany Young Master Vinco from the Iris Family?”

“He’s here representing the Palma surname to negotiate certain matters. It doesn’t directly concern me, and the Youshi Family doesn’t need to curry favor with the Iris Family,”

Youshi Jun replied nonchalantly.

At that moment, the chestnut-haired beauty at his side suddenly widened her eyes in surprise, unable to hide her astonishment. Her soft lips parted slightly:

“Mu Fan?”

“Oh? Is he an acquaintance of yours, Wan’er?”

This time, Youshi Jun’s interest was truly piqued, his own sister knew someone inside.

“Yes, I know him.”

After a moment’s thought, Youshi Wang nodded. The impression Mu Fan had left on her was indeed very strong.

“It seems even the Youshi Princess knows the person involved; I guess we can’t help but go take a look,” Lin Wu said with a smile, gesturing if they should head over.

Nodding, Youshi Jun said with a gentle word, “Okay.”

Youshi Jun led the way, and a group seemed to form naturally around him. As they walked, he turned to inquire,

“Brother Lin, who is this talented young man?” The noble young man with a deep gaze glanced briefly at Mu Fan.

“A new freshman in the first year at Ding Chuan, Mu Fan,” Lin Wu provided a response that could not exactly be considered appropriate, and perhaps Lin An wanted to show off a bit and quickly blurted out, “A commoner.”

A slight frown crossed Youshi Wang’s brow almost imperceptibly before it smoothed out.

She just wanted to see why Mu Fan was here and why he had gotten into a conflict with someone.