What does it an to trigger a massive reaction with a single move? Qin Fan demonstrated its true aning with a single phone call.
In the face of a surging tide of nearly one hundred luxury cars, the Traffic Bureau swiftly reported the situation to their superiors. Instantly, all related departnts in Jinling were thrown into absolute chaos. Both the Traffic Bureau and the Municipal Bureau found themselves in a state of frantic disarray. After all, the identities of the people involved were far too sensitive: the son of the richest man, the grandson of the richest man—statuses like these were commonplace, and that was without even ntioning the children and grandchildren of high-ranking governnt officials.
The influence of the people inside these hundred or so luxury cars was imnse. If combined, it would be enough to topple Jinling’s entire existing power structure in minutes. It was no wonder such a formidable display sent the higher-ups into a panic.
"Goddamn these little bastards! Are they trying to flip the world upside down?!"
"Those damnable little brats! Who gave them the guts to join this circus?!"
"I should have just shot him against a wall back then! It would’ve saved from cleaning up his ss every single day!"
When the incident escalated to the point of drawing the Committee’s attention, roars of anger erupted from offices all over the city. High-ranking officials and wealthy businessn alike were all shouting furiously. One could easily guess the imnse impact of this convoy converging on Jinling Avenue. In an age of ubiquitous smartphones, it was a sure thing that the incident would explode online. Once it spread, the dirty laundry of these young masters would undoubtedly be aired for all to see. What kind of sensational negative fallout would that cause? Heaven only knew. But one thing was certain: it would be nothing good.
Under these circumstances, after the initial fury subsided, one angry phone call after another was dialed from the phones of these tycoon-level figures.
In the convoy heading toward Jinling Avenue, the phones of countless young masters began to ring one after another.
"Dad, what’s up? I’m busy!"
"Goddammit! You get your ass back here right now! If you keep ddling where you don’t belong, you won’t even know how you died, and you’ll drag your old man down with you! Get back here, now!"
"Dad, what are you talking about? This is Young Master Chang’s gathering, Master Qin’s orders! What could possibly go wrong? The sky could fall and it wouldn’t crush us!"
"Chang Yuanyi’s gathering? Master Qin’s orders?"
"Yeah! Otherwise, how could it be this massive? Dad, you have no idea, damn, this scene is incredible! Over a hundred luxury cars, none worth less than two million, all flashing their hazards! It’s so damn aweso! Hello? Dad? Don’t hang up!"
The line went dead.
"Grandfather, what’s the matter?"
"You unfilial whelp, get back here at once! You’re being watched right now, you’re courting death!"
"Father, are you sure you want to co back? This event was initiated by Master Qin. Are you sure you want to be a deserter?"
"What? You said it was Qin Fan?"
"That’s right! So, by your logic, should I still turn back?"
The line went dead.
"Dad, what’s up!"
"Can you stop causing trouble all the ti? Ah! I’d have been better off siring a piece of char siu than you! Goddammit! Get your ass back here now! Jinling Avenue is no place for you to be! If sothing happens, your old man can’t protect you!"
"What the hell are you on about? Why can’t I go to Jinling Avenue? This is Young Master Chang’s call to arms! We’re doing a job for Master Qin! I don’t need your protection. If anything happens, Young Master Chang will handle it. And if he can’t, then the incredible Master Qin—the one who pinned Young Master Bo to the ground and still looked badass—will handle it!"
"You’re saying Qin Fan started all this?"
"Yeah! Otherwise, how could it have this much clout?"
The line went dead.
Nearly identical conversations erupted nonstop among those in the luxury cars. Of the nearly one hundred vehicles, over eighty percent of the young masters received calls that began with a furious roar. But in the end, upon learning that it was Chang Yuanyi and Qin Fan who had summoned them, every single one of their elders chose to silently hang up, implicitly giving their consent.
Within Jinling’s circle of power, almost no one was unaware of what the na Qin Fan signified. Although Qin Fan operated with extre secrecy, his shadow could be seen in both the Du Family incident in Shanghai and the Qiao Family massacre. These major events allowed the city’s elites to catch a glimpse of his influence. Furthermore, even a man like Chang Yuanyi had to humble himself and respectfully address him as "Master." As mbers of Jinling’s elite, how could they not investigate Qin Fan’s background?
The results of their investigation sent tremors of shock through their entire circle. He was the founder of Spirit Water No. 1 and Spirit Fruit No.1. He was the heaven-defying outcast who had single-handedly obliterated the Qin Family of Jiangzhou. He was a young prodigy whom even the old master of the Lingnan Ye Family, Ye Congjun, had to treat with the utmost respect. In Macau, he had stirred up a storm worth hundreds of billions that ended with the Gambling King and his daughter dying tragically at ho. Lai Zhuge, a grandmaster of Geomancy so esteed that even the Governor had to visit his hut three tis to respectfully request his presence, followed behind Qin Fan like a re student.
How could these shrewd old foxes, who had weathered countless storms, not understand the implications of these accomplishnts? This was just the information they could see. What about the things they couldn’t see? No one could even begin to imagine. The only thing they knew for certain was that despite so flagrantly trampling upon the rules, Qin Fan remained as dashing and carefree as ever.
Therefore, once they understood that Qin Fan was the instigator, many of these powerful figures chose to let it be. This was a chance to build a relationship with him, and no one was willing to miss out on such a purely beneficial opportunity.
The Traffic Bureau fell silent, hoping soone else would take the bla. anwhile, the powerful elites silently gave their offspring free rein. The storm had co on fast, but it receded even faster. From that mont on, the attention of countless high-level figures was fixed on Jinling Avenue, and the real-ti footage from the Municipal Traffic Bureau’s Heavenly Eye satellite network was synchronized and shared among them.
No one could have expected that a simple drama involving a rcedes-driving upstart assaulting a sanitation worker would escalate to such a degree. An elderly sanitation worker, a woman from out of town, and a wealthy rcedes-driving upstart—three people representing three different tiers of the social pyramid—had inadvertently ignited a spectacle that even high-ranking officials were watching with nervous anticipation.
At that mont, countless powerful figures were praying silently, praying that Qin Fan wouldn’t go too far. In broad daylight, under the watchful eyes of so many, if soone were actually killed, no one would be able to handle the fallout.
「On Jinling Avenue.」
Surrounded, Ji Yi wore a cold smirk, showing no sign of fear whatsoever. The old sanitation worker beside her, however, was trembling from head to toe. The terrifying dread that had been painfully tightening in his chest finally erupted.
"My girl! I’m sorry! It’s my fault, I’ve dragged you into this! I’ve dragged you into this!" the old sanitation worker choked out, his voice trembling as he wiped away tears of terror.
As soon as he finished speaking, before Ji Yi could even respond, he made a move that she could never have anticipated.
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