Chen Fan heard this and smiled calmly, "You two have said this many times, and yet I'm still sitting here perfectly fine?"
"You!"
Long Zhihai was furious, Chen Fan was clearly mocking him.
"Kid, I'd like to see how much longer you can be arrogant. Do you really think I wouldn't dare touch you just because you've allied with Fei Long? Little do you know, even Fei Long is just trash in my eyes!"
Fei Long, standing beside Chen Fan, flushed and paled.
Chen Fan glanced at Fei Long beside him, "Is that so? Fei Long, did you hear that? He calls you trash. Do you think I would cooperate with trash?"
Fei Long's face turned even uglier, but the problem was, he couldn't afford to offend either side.
However, Fei Long knew clearly that Chen Fan had come out at his invitation. If his boss were to blame him, he would likely be held responsible!
Thinking of this, Fei Long forced a smile and cupped his hands towards Long Zhihai, "Mr. Long, please calm your anger. I understand your situation and sympathize deeply, but this is my territory. If anything were to happen to Mr. Chen, it would be difficult for me to explain. How about you give Mr. Chen a break, for my sake?"
Long Zhihai glanced at Fei Long, "Who do you think you are, to deserve my consideration?"
Fei Long was speechless, his smile appearing very awkward.
"Fei Long, don't say I didn't warn you. He has a deep hatred for me, having lost his son. If you dare to babble further, I won't mind clearing some space for the underground forces of Kyoto."
Upon hearing Long Zhihai's next words, Fei Long's forehead began to sweat uncontrollably.
"Bang!"
However, at this very moment, Chen Fan suddenly slammed his hand on the table in front of him.
The room immediately fell silent.
All eyes turned to Chen Fan, who remained seated in the main seat.
"Long Zhihai, are you threatening Fei Long?!" Chen Fan questioned sternly.
"Heh, so what? Chen Fan, you don't actually think this piece of trash would dare oppose me for you, do you?" Long Zhihai sneered.
"Why wouldn't he dare? Fei Long, make your move," Chen Fan glanced at Fei Long beside him.
"Huh?" Fei Long looked at Chen Fan with confusion.
He had originally come to win over Chen Fan today. How could he have brought so many bodyguards? Now his men were being controlled by Long Zhihai's bodyguards, how could he make a move?!
"Brother Long, we've come to save you!"
"Damn it, whoever dares to touch our Brother Long today, we'll make them crawl out of here!"
Suddenly, from outside the courtyard gate, shouts erupted.
Fei Long almost fell to the ground upon hearing these voices.
How could he not recognize the voices of his own subordinates!
The bodyguards standing at the entrance of the private room saw the dense crowd of figures in the courtyard. Their numbers were several times greater than theirs! Their expressions immediately became tense.
Even Long Zhihai, standing at the entrance, looked grave upon seeing this scene.
He glared at Fei Long, "Fei Long, you have some nerve! Are you planning to oppose me?!"
Fei Long wore a wry smile and quickly waved his hands, "No, no, Mr. Long, I, how would I have the guts."
Fei Long himself was now bewildered. How could his subordinates have suddenly appeared here?
But his explanation now seemed so weak, and clearly, Long Zhihai wouldn't believe him.
"Fei Long, well done." However, Chen Fan then gave Fei Long a thumbs-up.
Seeing this, Fei Long's face turned green. This was clearly a move to get him killed!
"Fei Long, fine. It seems you've truly decided to go against me, Long Zhihai!" Long Zhihai's face turned extremely grim.
"I, I..." Fei Long couldn't utter a single word. He had no idea what was happening!
But how could Long Zhihai listen to his explanation? After all, everything was laid out before him.
Chen Fan spoke again, "Fei Long, seeing your attitude, I've decided. I agree to what you said."
Fei Long was stunned at first. At this moment, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
But as things stood, he now knew clearly that he was tied to Chen Fan, and he had only one path to take.
After realizing this, Fei Long calmed himself, and his signature smile returned to his face, "Mr. Long, I'm truly sorry, but today, I, Fei Long, am taking charge of this matter."
Long Zhihai's chest heaved with anger. He never expected to fall at the hands of such an insignificant figure.
"Fei Long, I hope you don't regret this!"
"I naturally won't regret it," Fei Long said outwardly, but inwardly, he still felt a tremor.
After all, this was Long Zhihai, not someone like him, a minor character, could afford to offend.
"Hmph!" Long Zhihai snorted coldly and prepared to leave with his men.
"Stop." However, at this moment, Chen Fan's voice suddenly rang out.
"Kid, what do you want?" Long Zhihai looked at Chen Fan.
Chen Fan sneered and asked, "What do I want? Mr. Long, you and your men have repeatedly threatened my life. Do you think I'll let you leave so easily?"
This statement startled even Fei Long beside him, who looked at Chen Fan in surprise.
"Hahaha, Chen Fan, what? You want my life too?" Long Zhihai burst into laughter.
"This is Kyoto. If you dare touch a single finger of mine, I guarantee that even Han Chunming himself couldn't protect you!"
Chen Fan smiled playfully, "What if no one here can leave?"
"What do you mean?!" Long Zhihai's expression immediately turned somber.
Chen Fan slowly stood up and walked in front of Long Zhihai, "If no one can leave this place, then no one will know it was me who did it."
"Kid, it's not that I look down on you, but ask Fei Long behind you, does he have the guts?" Long Zhihai glanced at the terrified Fei Long, a cold smile appearing on his face.
"Slap!"
Suddenly, Chen Fan raised his hand and slapped Long Zhihai directly across the face.
"You, you dare hit me!" Long Zhihai's eyes widened, and he pointed at Chen Fan furiously, touching his lips, which were bleeding slightly!
Everyone present was stunned, looking at Chen Fan in disbelief.
"You've tried to take my life twice. What's wrong with me slapping you?" Chen Fan retorted.
"Kid, I, Long Zhihai, swear! I."
"Slap!"
Before Long Zhihai could finish speaking, Chen Fan raised his hand and slapped Long Zhihai on the other side of his face.
In an instant, Long Zhihai's face was swollen, with two bright red handprints, making him look particularly conspicuous.
"Chen Fan!"
"Slap!"
Another slap.
This time, Long Zhihai finally dared not speak. His eyes welled up, and tears like beans streamed down his face from the pain.
The bodyguards standing behind Long Zhihai finally came to their senses.
However, when they saw the menacing crowd outside the gate, none of them dared to step forward.