This statent, coming out in the open, made Zhou Jun and others’ faces change instantly. Su Yang was too skilled at deflecting bla. Sure enough, Huo Fangcheng’s expression changed imdiately.
"Don’t you fucking talk nonsense!" Zhou Jun angrily said, "How have we not shown the Huo Family respect? It was you people who started hitting, how can you bla us for that?"
"You were the first to make a move. If we don’t resist, should we just stand here and wait to be hit?" Su Yang said with a faint smile as he looked at Huo Fangcheng, "Mr. Huo, Ziyun Pavilion doesn’t have such a rule that requires people to just stand and take a beating, right?"
Huo Fangcheng gave Su Yang a deep look. He didn’t know Su Yang’s identity, but he was very clear that in a verbal confrontation, the likes of Zhou Jun were no match for Su Yang by a long shot.
Furthermore, Su Yang’s identity as soone from Pingnan Province was also weighing on Huo Fangcheng’s mind.
Zhou Jun and the others might not be aware, but as a mber of the Huo Family, Huo Fangcheng was very much aware of the relationship between Pingnan and Pingbei Provinces following the Dragon Head eting in May.
At this ti, without necessary reason, no family would want to create a conflict with Pingnan, lest they give the Hou Family a chance to target them.
Zhou Jun was still raging, "Don’t give that bullshit. Now our people have been injured, what do you have to say for that? By causing harm here, you are disrespecting the Huo Family, disrespecting the people of Pingbei Province. Mr. Huo, you must obtain justice for us..."
"Shut up!" Huo Fangcheng suddenly bellowed, causing Zhou Jun to shudder. Although Zhou Jun’s family had so money, he was still nothing more than an ant in front of a big shot like Huo Fangcheng.
Huo Fangcheng gave Zhou Jun a cold stare and said gravely, "They are not people from Pingbei Province, it’s one thing if they don’t understand the rules of Ziyun Pavilion. But you, as people of Pingbei Province, started the fighting here. Are you not showing disrespect to my Huo Family?"
The complexions of everyone present changed at once, and not a single person dared to answer Huo Fangcheng’s question. They were also confused in their hearts, unable to understand why Huo Fangcheng was speaking up for soone from Pingnan Province.
"I don’t care about the grudges between you, but inside Ziyun Pavilion, fighting is not allowed!" Huo Fangcheng said with a cold voice, "Take this injured person and throw him out. Whoever wants to stay here may do so quietly. Those who don’t want to stay, leave imdiately. If there’s any more fighting, don’t bla for not being polite!"
After Huo Fangcheng finished speaking, he turned and left. As he passed by Su Yang, he took another look at him, only to discover that Su Yang was smiling and nodding at him.
Huo Fangcheng was taken aback by Su Yang’s composure, which made him even more curious about the young man. This young man far exceeded the stuck-up ones inside the room.
Huo Fangcheng also nodded to Su Yang. Regardless of the circumstances, after all, Su Yang was from Pingnan Province. Protecting Su Yang was unlikely to be a mistake. As for the brats inside the room, Huo Fangcheng really didn’t take them seriously; they were just a bunch of no-goods, relying on being born into a wealth, they were no good on any substantial platform.
The hall was noisy with people, but indeed no one dared to start a fight again. No one dared to ignore Huo Fangcheng’s words.
"You little punk, rember this, we’re not done yet!" Zhou Jun hissed through clenched teeth, "This is Pingbei Province, not your Pingnan. You dared to hit soone here, I’ll make sure you walk in upright and leave lying down!"
"I’ll be waiting!" Su Yang replied with a light smile.
Zhou Jun glared at Su Yang once more, his gaze filled with malevolence. He turned and found a few people, conversing with them in hushed tones, no doubt arranging for soone to ambush Su Yang outside Ziyun Pavilion.
Su Yang paid them no mind. Had it not been for his intention to wait for Ling Laoqi’s arrival, he would have already put these trifling jesters in their place.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, Su Yang and his companions settled down in the hall. Everyone around looked at them with hostility in their eyes, but due to Huo Fangcheng, no one dared to take action, limiting themselves to continuous verbal ridicule instead.
About half an hour later, a wave of noisy voices suddenly ca from the entrance. Shortly after, a group of people walked in.
Seeing the newcors, Old Lin sitting beside Su Yang started breathing rapidly.
Su Yang looked over and saw more than a dozen people entering through the doorway, led by a man and woman.
The man was incredibly ugly, bearing a striking resemblance to the Sect Master of the River God Sect whom Su Yang had previously encountered—there was no doubt that this was the Sect Master’s son, Ling Laoqi.
Ling Laoqi wasn’t young either. Referred to as a wastrel, in reality, he was already in his thirties or forties. Having indulged in wine and won over the years, he had drained his vitality and consequently looked even more greasy and unkempt.
Were it not for the constant supply of dicine from the River God Sect, Ling Laoqi would probably look even older. Despite this, his current appearance was anything but flattering.
The woman standing by Ling Laoqi’s side, holding his arm, was a striking beauty. Judging by Old Lin’s expression, this woman should be his fiancee, Fang Jing.
Old Lin went to the military and gave all his allowances to Fang Jing, supposedly for her college education. Unexpectedly, not only did Fang Jing drop out of school prematurely, but she also started working in a nightclub and consequently t Ling Laoqi, becoming his latest favorite.
Fang Jing disliked the life back in Creek Valley Village from an early age. Once she entered the city, she was attracted by the intoxicating life of luxury and glamour. She longed for a good life, fancy things, all kinds of luxury goods, the most beautiful clothes, and to be adorned in gold and silver. Ling Laoqi could fulfill all these desires for her, so Fang Jing completely forgot her past in Creek Valley Village, her forr fiance, and threw herself into Ling Laoqi’s arms.
In the past two years with Ling Laoqi, Fang Jing had beco quite the sensation, possessing not only the best life but also the attention of everyone. Fang Jing loved this feeling and cherished this way of living.
Because of this, Fang Jing grew increasingly appreciative of such a life. She went to great lengths to please Ling Laoqi, to the point of even revealing the secrets of Creek Valley Village, causing the deaths of many villagers, just to secure a Spiritual dicine for Ling Laoqi.
From beginning to end, she never felt a twinge of regret for her actions. On the contrary, she was worried that Old Lin, still alive, might one day expose their previous engagent, which could displease Ling Laoqi. That’s why she repeatedly sent her brother Fang Jun to assassinate Old Lin, to silence him once and for all.
Just last night, she received news that soone had spotted Huanhuan. She imdiately had Fang Jun arrange for people to follow Huanhuan and find Old Lin, with the intent to kill him and eliminate any loose ends.
Based on the timing, this task should have already been completed. Hence, Fang Jing was exceptionally happy today, standing beside Ling Laoqi with a broad smile on her face, exuding triumph!
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