Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Cultivator

CHAPTER 99

After Chen Fan had finished the toast, he returned to his seat with Xu Ao and the other VIP magnates. Those who accompanied Chen Fan were the very few most powerful businessmen in Jiang Bei. Only a couple of those were from Chu Zhou City.

The other tycoons were not ruffled by not being selected to accompany Master Chen, after all, those who did were way out of their league.

Most of the guests started to enjoy the banquet while praising Master Chen's achievement at such a young age.

Jiang Churan's table had been quiet ever since Chen Fan's identity was revealed. After a while, Zhang Yumeng finally gathered herself, and shouted: "That's Chen Fan! How could it be?" 

"I totally didn't see that in him. I mean, for god's sake, we have been staying in the same school with him for three months!"

Indeed, if she only looked on the surface, she would never make the connection between Chen Fan and Master Chen Fan. Compared to the stereotypical tycoon such as Zhou Tianhao or Xu Ao, Chen Fan seemed like a meek and helpless lamb.

He always sat in the corner and was quickly forgotten by the people around him. When he walked down the street, he blended in so well that even his classmates might not notice him.

"A wise head makes a closed mouth." Yang Chao heaved a sigh and smiled wryly.

He felt fortunate that ever since the minor run-in with Chen Fan at the KTV, he hadn't had any more bad blood with the boy. Otherwise, his father would have beat him up to quell Master Chen's anger.

"Ran-Ran, say something." Zhang Yumeng gave Jiang Churan a worried look.

Of all the teenagers, she was hit the hardest by the reality.

Everyone looked to Jiang Churan, waiting for her response. Some of them glared at Jiang Churan gloatingly.

They had watched as Jiang Churan scoffed at Chen Fan with contempt. However, little did she know that she was loading a gun aimed at her own feet.

Jiang Churan pulled a taut face and kept her silence.

Han Yun lifted a cup of win and sipped on it. She lamented in her mind, "Ship had sailed, Ran-Ran."

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Wei Zipin wasn't able to breathe normally until both Chen Fan, and The Third Lord Wei were gone. Afterward, he finally heaved a big sigh of relief and grunted: "Fuck. The joke is on me!"

He felt anger and fear mixed in his mind. He was surprised by the turn of the events but regretted that he might never be able to avenge today's humiliation.

"Humph! I will let you have your victory for now. But remember where you come from. Without my family, you would never achieve a fraction of what you have achieved so far." Wei Zipin uttered bitterly. Although Chen Fan was younger than him, he had become much more popular and reputable than he could ever be.

No one at the table said a thing.

Wei Zipin was protected by his mighty family, and therefore he had the audacity to curse at Master Chen behind his back. But not everyone had the same level of backing as Wei Zipin had.

Suddenly, Uncle Lin came up to Wei Zipin and said: "Young Master, Third Lord wants you to accompany him."

Wei Zipin's face paled.

He had thought the crisis had been averted, but it seemed that he had ranted too early. He looked around the table for help, but none of his friends offered to help him.

"Fuck it! Fine, I will meet him."

Wei Zipin cursed under his breath as he stood up to join his father.