Half an hour later, the two arrived at their destination.
Stepping out of the car and looking toward the entrance of the Jinling Grand Hotel, they could see Zhou Zhanlong and his group already waiting at the door.
It was mostly likely that they had received Xiao Lan's notification and had been waiting there early.
"What's the situation now?"
Standing by Xu Fan's side, Xiao Lan approached the entrance and asked Hu Busan.
Hu Busan nodded, explaining, "The person is already waiting for us in the private room, seemingly wanting to make ands."
Not many from the Ke Family had co, and just now, Hu Busan and Su Shouzi had also checked the surroundings; there was no ambush.
It seed that they regarded Ke Longxiang's life as quite important and feared any desperate actions that might provoke Lingyan Pavilion.
"Let's go in first."
After hearing this, Xu Fan nodded and instructed, leading the group into the hotel.
Under the guidance of Hu Busan, they quickly entered the agreed-upon private room.
Around the round table, full of exquisite dishes, sat a man and a woman anxiously waiting. Hearing the sound of the door opening, they hurriedly rose to their feet.
"Xiao Lan, where have you hidden my son?"
The middle-aged man sitting at the dining table looked toward Xiao Lan with an imposing gaze.
He was suppressing the anger in his heart; had he not been worried that his attitude might provoke the group in front of him, he would have probably burst out long ago.
"Ke Bancheng, that question is difficult for to answer,"
Xiao Lan shrugged, saying helplessly.
This uncooperative attitude infuriated Ke Bancheng, causing him to slam his palm onto the table and shout forcefully, "Xiao! Don't be too arrogant!"
"If you don't hand over my son today, don't bla for being ruthless!"
Ke Bancheng was not his real na, but a moniker given by outsiders, aning half of Shanghai was under his control.
Although the na was sowhat exaggerated, it wasn't far from the truth.
His own son, cherished like a treasure since childhood; even a stare from soone would make Ke Bancheng make them pay.
Now, openly kidnapping his son, this lawless act had completely enraged Ke Bancheng.
"I'm telling you, you poor devils, if you know what's good for you, hand over my precious son quickly!"
Following Ke Bancheng, the gold and jewel-adorned lady by his side also shrieked in a threatening manner.
"Sister Lan, take a seat."
However, the fury they emitted was completely ignored by Xu Fan.
He gentlemanly pulled out a chair and gestured for Xiao Lan to sit.
"Alright."
Xiao Lan smiled at Xu Fan and sat down.
Once Xu Fan was seated next to Xiao Lan, Zhou Zhanlong and his group directly stood behind Xu Fan.
"Sister Lan, this dish tastes good, try so."
At this mont, Xu Fan, smiling faintly, picked up a dish and handed it to Xiao Lan.
He had completely blocked out the incessant chatter from the man and woman in front of him.
Seeing Xu Fan and Xiao Lan ignoring them, Ke Bancheng and his wife instantly burst into another round of loud cursing.
Yet, it still elicited no response.
After a few futile exchanges, they finally deflated and sat down.
Barely having filled their stomachs, Xu Fan put down his white jade chopsticks and looked across at Ke Bancheng.
"Had enough of scolding?"
"..."
From the mont he entered until now, Xu Fan's expression had remained calm as still water, and his composed deanor furrowed Ke Bancheng's brows incessantly.
He began to understand why Lingyan Pavilion had entrusted such a heavy responsibility to this young man.
"The young man must be Xu Fan, right?"
"I don't know exactly what my foolish son did wrong, but please, young man, show rcy and release him."
The outco had made it clear to Ke Bancheng that barking at Xu Fan wouldn't serve any purpose.
At this mont, he grabbed his wife and patiently began to speak.
"I'm hardly worthy of your high esteem, Ke Bancheng, your son has been quite mischievous."
"..."
Ke Bancheng's fists clenched under the table imdiately, as Xu Fan's attitude clearly indicated he had no intentions of simply letting his son go.
Suppressing the rage within his heart, he then asked, "Then young man, what are your conditions to release my son?"
"That's more like it."
Xu Fan's lips curved into a smirk and laughed, then tapping the table, he said, "Since you've called us here to talk, we should have a proper discussion, shouldn't we?"
"Ke Longxiang has troubled ti and again, several tis, it almost cost my life. I narrowly escaped death. Tell , Ke Bancheng, how much is my life worth?"
"..."
Ke Longxiang was speechless. With your appetite, do you seem like soone who narrowly escaped death?
This was clearly extortion, how could he even respond?
After weighing his options for a while, Ke Longxiang finally spoke.
"It was my son's fault this ti, young man. Two billion, consider it a token of my sincerity, on behalf of my son to offer you an apology."
"Ke Bancheng is indeed Ke Bancheng."
Hearing Xu Fan's affirmative tone, Ke Bancheng's eyes brightened, it seed like the matter would be resolved. However, before he could speak, Xu Fan continued.
"These two billion, Hu Busan, make sure you note it down."
After reminding Hu Busan behind him to keep track, Xu Fan tapped on the table and continued, "Ke Bancheng, let's calculate another account."
"My Lingyan Pavilion owns a bar called Night Drunk, which is currently the hottest bar in Jinling, earning a fortune every day."
"Now, because of your son's mischief, it has been shut down. Tell , how much is this bar worth?"
"..."
Ke Bancheng indeed had heard about it, and even his son had gone missing because of it.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Two billion..."
Each word more difficult than the last, after all, losing two billion just by moving your lips is hard to accept for anyone.
"Two billion?"
Xu Fan dug at his ear, seemingly dissatisfied with the number, and turned his head to glance at Hu Busan, asking, "Hu Busan, do you feel satisfied with this number?"
"Heh heh..."
Hu Busan sneered with his eyes narrowed.
"Master, two billion, that's an insult to my hard work."
"For this bar, I've worked from dawn till dusk, and several tis, I've vomited blood and fainted, been hospitalized, worked with a high fever countless tis for the sake of performance, and even these days, since Night Drunk has been shut, I have been unable to eat or drink..."
"You!"
At this point, Hu Busan vividly conveyed his suffering and was about to start analyzing the economic impact of the downfall of Night Drunk from a personal standpoint, causing Ke Bancheng's face to turn green imdiately.
Damn it, this is simply a gang of fraudsters!
"Three billion!"
Facing the overwhelming chatter of Hu Busan, Ke Bancheng, enduring the pain in his heart, slamd the table and offered his price.
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