Xiao Rou stood rigidly, as if awaiting punishment, while Xiao Shan trembled beside her.
"Who is this man?" Young Master Lin demanded angrily.
"He... he's just a regular friend..." Xiao Rou stammered, lacking conviction.
"A friend? Didn't you tell me you were sleeping at home?" the Young Master Lin retorted.
At this moment, Chen Fan, still tipsy, looked up at the man who had suddenly appeared.
"Who the hell are you..." he slurred, a gust of alcohol fumes escaping his lips.
Young Master Lin fanned the air, looking at Chen Fan with disdain.
"I am Lin Zhixuan, the eldest son of the Cheng Hong Group!"
Hearing Chen Fan's question, Young Master Lin immediately adopted an arrogant posture as he replied.
"Oh," Chen Fan responded with utter contempt.
This action completely enraged Young Master Lin!
"Bodyguards, attack! Break this man's legs!!"
The several suited bodyguards behind Young Master Lin instantly moved forward.
"Xiantian realm?" Chen Fan asked.
The bodyguards faltered. Chen Fan's drunken aura vanished instantly. At Chen Fan's level of cultivation, even if he drank hundreds of pounds of baijiu, he could dissipate the drunkenness and wine fumes in a moment if he willed it, returning to a state of peak alertness.
In reality, at Chen Fan's current realm, there was no need for him to drink. However, the life and death of his closest friends could evoke sorrow, so Chen Fan had chosen not to use his inner energy, seeking to numb himself with alcohol.
As the wine fumes dissipated, Chen Fan's aura erupted.
As Chen Fan's imposing presence suddenly enveloped the scene,
Xiao Shan and Xiao Rou felt as if the once lively Chen Tianjiao had transformed into a cold, statue-like figure.
To the Xiantian realm bodyguards, he appeared as a god of slaughter, standing before them.
"Run!" the leading bodyguard captain shouted.
In his long career as a bodyguard captain, he had never encountered such a potent killing intent.
Sensing immediate danger, the bodyguard captain rapidly retreated.
"Captain, what's going on?" Hearing the captain's retreat order, the other bodyguards also followed suit, though they couldn't comprehend their captain's true meaning.
Having retreated to a safe distance, the bodyguard captain stopped and directly shouted at Lin Zhixuan.
"Young Master Lin! We're not taking this job. You're on your own!!" The lingering fear had not subsided.
"Senior, please spare us," the bodyguard captain said to Chen Fan with utmost respect, his demeanor a stark contrast to before.
At this moment, Lin Zhixuan's gaze towards Chen Fan also changed.
Xiao Shan and Xiao Rou, seeing the bodyguard captain, who always followed Lin Zhixuan's every command, flee in terror at the sight of Chen Fan, felt as if they had found a protector. They looked at Lin Zhixuan with disdain.
Seeing the situation, Chen Fan shrugged helplessly.
"I've impressed them again."
Lin Zhixuan looked at Chen Fan. For an ordinary person, it was impossible to know what his bodyguards had just experienced.
Lin Zhixuan merely felt Chen Fan's aura turn cold, but he wasn't overly frightened. After all, he was a young master who had seen much of the world.
"If you won't go, I will!!!" Lin Zhixuan picked up a piece of brick from the ground and charged at Chen Fan, hurling it fiercely.
*Crack.*
Before the brick could even reach his head, Chen Fan's wrist was instantly caught.
"Do you want to die?" Chen Fan calmly looked at Lin Zhixuan.
Lin Zhixuan showed no fear and continued to try and slam the brick down with all his might. The force increased with each attempt, but Chen Fan's grip was like an iron clamp, unyielding, his face flushing red from the exertion.
"It's no use, you're too weak!" Chen Fan said, still calmly observing Lin Zhixuan's futile struggle.
With a casual toss, Lin Zhixuan was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.
"Brother Tianjiao is amazing!!!" Xiao Shan exclaimed.
Mi, now slightly more sober, saw Lin Zhixuan lying on the ground and was taken aback. She quickly wriggled out of Chen Fan's embrace and walked towards Xiao Shan.
"What happened? Xiao Shan, what's going on up ahead??" Mi asked, still groggy.
Before Xiao Shan could answer, Xiao Rou, in front of Lin Zhixuan, recounted the embarrassing events and Lin Zhixuan's predicament to Mi.
Mi looked at Xiao Rou with confusion.
"Aren't you afraid Lin Zhixuan will retaliate against you?"
"With Brother Tianjiao here, who the hell would look down on Lin Zhixuan?" Xiao Rou scoffed at Lin Zhixuan again, right in front of him.
Lin Zhixuan, who had scrambled to his feet, quickly tidied his clothes, his eyes filled with cold malice as he looked at Xiao Rou and the others, then at Chen Fan.
"Chen Tianjiao, is it? You... you just wait!" Lin Zhixuan declared, then turned and fled.
Chen Fan, having regained his clarity after the wine fumes had dissipated.
He looked at Lin Zhixuan's retreating back with a hint of a sneer.
"Uninteresting."
And so, the farce ended.
"Brother Tianjiao, you're too powerful," Xiao Rou said.
"Aren't you afraid he'll retaliate against you?" Chen Fan asked, looking at the confident Xiao Rou.
"With Brother Tianjiao here, what can he do to us?" Mi chimed in, showing her loyalty.
"But I seem to be leaving tomorrow."
As Chen Fan uttered these words, he looked at the three of them with a sense of awkwardness. Their expressions instantly changed, their previous joy replaced by fear.