Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Cultivator

CHAPTER 57

Everyone looked at Chen Fan.

"Are you crazy? Sit down!" Xiao Wang growled at Chen Fan.

"Haven't you seen that none of the tycoons of the Jiang Bei dare to speak a word, you are courting death!"

Xiao Wang was convinced that if Chen Fan ticked off Lin Hu, not only would Chen Fan be in trouble, but people around him would also suffer collateral damage.

So thinking, Xiao Wang glared at Chen Fan and wished that he could make the boy disappear.

Yang Li and the other girl's faces paled. As they wondered if it was too late to pull Chen Fan back to his seat, they saw Lin Hu looking toward their direction.

Xiao Wang and his friends felt a chill down their spines after being glared at by Lin Hu's murderous gaze. They looked down and didn't even dare move a finger. Meanwhile, they hoped that Lin Hu would not drag them into his conflict with Chen Fan.

Suddenly, people around Chen Fan took a step away from him, as none of them wanted to appear to be related to him.

Brother Zhang was the first to distance himself from Chen Fan and stood the furthest away from him.

Song Tao's performance had robbed him of his confidence, while the arrival of Lin Hu had shattered whatever ambition he still harbored to become the victor of the event.

Chen Fan was surrounded by onlookers and had become the center of the event.

Only A'Xiu stood beside him. Despite the girl's destitute life, she was kind and had a heart of gold.

A'Xiu tugged at Chen Fan's shirt and pleaded, "Brother Chen, sit down, I beg of you. That guy on the stage is too terrifying."

"Fear not, I can handle him." Chen Fan gave the girl a reassuring smile.

And then, he rubbed the top of A'Xiu head and said:

"Thank you for standing with me. You have my promise that I will give you an opportunity in the future, as long as you can catch that opportunity first."

Without offering any explanation to his words, he brushed away A'Xiu's finger on his shirt and walked toward the stage with his hands linked behind his back.

A'Xiu was left among the crowd. The image of Chen Fan's caring and warm smile stayed in her mind and would not go away.

Out of the blue, she felt a sense of unnamed regret and sorrow as tears welled in her eyes.

Chen Fan sauntered toward the stage, and the audience quickly made way for him.

Most people glared at him as if he was a nut job. Some who still had a conscience urged the boy concernedly, "Hey, little guy. He is looking for Master Chen, not you. Stop!"

Everyone thought Master Chen was a middle age man in his forties, like Master Wu. However, this boy was only seventeen, and people found it hard to believe that he was Master Chen.

Chen Fan cracked a smile and kept his silence as he sauntered on.

When he arrived at the foot of the stage, he looked up at the deck of the stage above his head and started clambering onto the stage. His entrance was the least flattering compared to previous fighters who had leapt onto the stage heroically.

When Xu Ao saw the boy clambering onto the stage, he felt the boy looked very familiar, and therefore he narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. When he realized that it indeed was Chen Fan, he was seized by a fit of unease.

Although he was not pleased by the boy's arrogance, his girl was infatuated with him, and as Xu Rongfei's father, he couldn't just sit around and watch the boy perish. Lin Hu's nickname was Alaskan Tiger, and little did the boy know that the nickname carried countless unfortunate souls who once made the same mistake as he did.