roccoschili Chapter 235 A Grand Scale
Chapter 235 A Grand Scale
Chapter 235 A Grand Scale
Park In-meng is worried about violating the new sect rules of the Sanseong Group, so he has been working on reforming the Huayun Sect recently.
He thoroughly investigated the Huayun Sect, with Cheng Li, the woman on the bus, being a key target. He had intended to investigate her first, but unexpectedly caught her red-handed.
In addition, after Park In-meng heard yesterday that Lin Fan had defeated Mu Ying with one blow, Lin Fan and Mu Ying were also added to his list of key targets for investigation.
"It's Pei Huatian and Park In-meng! The sect leader and the grand elder of Huayun Sect!" Gu Xinyan said excitedly, pulling on Su Ruowei's arm.
"I know," Su Ruowei replied coldly.
Su Ruowei didn't care about their status or position; their attitude towards Lin Fan yesterday annoyed her.
In Su Ruowei's eyes, Lin Fan was the strongest. Even if Lin Fan's martial arts level was low, he was still her husband, and she wouldn't allow others to mock him casually.
"Hiss!" Gu Xinyan gasped, realizing that something was wrong, and now she stood on Lin Fan's side without hesitation.
After all, Lin Fan is Su Ruowei's husband, and also the president of Shancheng Group.
After Cheng Li and Kai Zi left, Park In-meng focused his attention on Lin Fan.
Park In-myung looked at Lin Fan with a stern face: "Didn't I advise you not to be so clever? What are you doing here?"
Lin Fan glanced back and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Elder Fang invited me to attend the martial arts school's opening ceremony. What do you think I'm here for?"
Park In-meng seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and laughed disdainfully: "Kid! You're pretty arrogant, daring to say that Old Master Fang invited you to participate?"
Do you know who Old Fang is?
In Park In-meng's eyes, Lin Fan was now nothing more than an ignorant and arrogant brat who had probably bribed Mu Yingcai to enter the Huayun Sect.
Otherwise, how could they have made such a ridiculous lie as claiming that they could defeat Mu Ying in one blow and that Old Master Fang personally invited them to participate?
I'm afraid this kid doesn't even know who Master Fang is, let alone understand the concept of martial arts cultivation.
Park In-myung gave Bae Hwa-sang a wink.
Pei Huatian's eyes immediately turned fierce: "You're good at bragging, let's see if you have the ability!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Huatian suddenly reached out and reached for Lin Fan's neck, like a silver snake emerging from its hole, launching a swift attack on its prey.
"Snapped--"
Lin Fan remained calm and, with even greater speed, raised his hand and delivered a powerful blow to the 'silver snake'.
Pei Huatian felt a sharp pain in the back of his hand and quickly withdrew his hand.
Looking at the painful area again, it was already red and swollen.
Pei Huatian was in so much pain that he grimaced and hadn't even seen what had just happened.
"Huatian, what's going on?" Park In-meng was somewhat dissatisfied with Pei Huatian's decision to stop.
He also couldn't fathom Lin Fan's speed.
Pei Huatian didn't know how to explain it; he couldn't figure out why the back of his hand was red and swollen.
Could it be that practicing martial arts too diligently has taken a toll on his health?
Very likely—
Just then, the roar of a sports car helped Pei Huatian escape the awkward situation.
A Ferrari sped towards us like the wind in the distance, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
A man got out of the car wearing a newsboy cap, a black suit, and a tweed suit jacket over it.
A tweed vest is worn under a tweed suit, with a brass pocket watch chain peeking out from under the vest.
Judging from his appearance, this man was at least 60 years old, with a British face, but he exuded a powerful aura.
"Who is this person?"
"He's a foreigner."
The crowd was buzzing with discussion as they watched the British man get out of the car and walk directly towards the entrance of Lingyunzhai.
Those who saw him were probably Fang Yixiao's VIP guests, and quickly made way for him.
The Englishman arrived at the door, took out a check, and handed it to Lian Jiulong with both hands: "President of the Razor Society, Jack Hill, has come to pay respects to Elder Fang with a gift of 1000 million!"
After accepting the check, Lian Jiulong clasped his hands in a fist and bow, saying, "Please come in, senior. My master is waiting for your arrival at Lingyun Pavilion!"
Everyone in the front row was stunned, while those in the back stood on tiptoe to catch a glimpse of Jack Hill.
I never expected the Razor Clan president to come in person!
That's impressive!
"Who is this person?" Su Ruo asked Gu Xinyan in a low voice.
Gu Xinyan shook her head: "I don't know either. I think she's the president of a foreign charity organization."
Before everyone could calm down, a Lamborghini pulled up in front of the door.
A man, around 60 years old, stepped out of the Lamborghini. He was wearing a black top hat, a wide-lapel suit, and a white handkerchief in his breast pocket, exuding a sophisticated American style.
He followed the path Jack Hill had taken and came to stand before Lin Jiulong, followed by two burly men carrying boxes.
The American-style man first waved for the box to be put down, then smiled at Lian Jiulong and said, "Black Hawk Party Chairman Falkland Lucas has come to pay his respects to Elder Fang with a thousand taels of gold!"
Lian Jiulong gestured to his men to carry the box inside, then clasped his hands in a fist and said with a smile, "My master is in Lingyun Pavilion. Please follow the servants there, senior!"
The crowd waiting in front of the door were all stunned.
The chairman of the Black Hawk Party also came in person!
Big shots arrived one after another, and Old Master Fang was actually waiting inside the house. That's quite impressive!
However, everyone could understand that these big shots were all martial arts masters. Although they were not martial arts practitioners from China, they came to pay their respects to Elder Fang because of his high seniority and for the sake of martial arts exchange.
Gu Xinyan stood on tiptoe, excitedly saying, "I know this person! He's a martial arts master from the United States!"
Su Ruowei nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
As soon as Falkland Lucas entered, another Maserati followed closely behind.
The man who stepped out of the Maserati was at least 80 years old, with a full head of silver hair but still very energetic. He was wearing a crested haori and a samurai sword at his waist.
The old man hurried to the door, took out a piece of jade from his pocket, and handed it to Lian Jiulong.
"The leader of the Yamaguchi Alliance, Watanabe Chojiro, has come to pay respects to Elder Fang! I present this piece of ancient jade as a token of my respect!"
Lian Jiulong placed the ancient jade aside, clasped his hands in a fist and fist salute, and said, "Senior, please come in!"
"Isn't this the ancient jade that fetched a record-breaking price of 1000 million yuan at auction in the port city a few days ago!"
A sharp-eyed person in the front row recognized Watanabe Chojiro's gift: a multi-million dollar antique jade, which was truly impressive.
The fact that Fang Yixiao did not personally greet the three big shots who appeared in succession demonstrates his high status.
Several more bigwigs arrived in succession, all of them people of great status.
Although Di Zhengdao and Ma Renyi from Shancheng City did not attend in person, they sent people to offer their congratulations.
Seeing so many bigwigs arrive, Park In-meng had long forgotten about Lin Fan; he and everyone else were looking forward to something.
That is, will the current president of Shancheng Group be present?