Ding Fan erged from his room to find Sun Qi waiting just outside the door.
After exiting the Haijiao Jungle, Ding Fan naturally required so ti to recuperate. Sun Qi, having taken care of Old Master Qin Jingguo, had been waiting outside Ding Fan's room ready for instructions.
At this mont, daylight had already broken, and Ding Fan had stayed inside his room for a full day and night.
"Master, Old Master Qin arrived from Dancheng last night," Sun Qi said with great respect.
Ding Fan nodded. Old Master Qin had arrived quite promptly. However, this also showed how much Old Master Qin missed his brother.
After all, the two old n hadn't seen each other for decades, so this reunion naturally ant that they had a lot to share with each other.
"Old Master Qin ca over last night, but I was worried about disturbing Master, so I didn't alert you."
Ding Fan nodded. "You did the right thing. Let's go, accompany to greet the guests."
Sun Qi followed behind Ding Fan, and they went straight to the living room to et Old Master Qin and the others.
Even though Old Master Qin and the others had arrived the night before, Ding Fan truly hadn't been able to et them; it was precisely the critical mont when he used the Heavenly Fla to forge the Nine Profound Iron. If he had stopped midway, it would have inevitably led to the failure of the refinent process.
On that account, Sun Qi had indeed been very attentive.
As Ding Fan and Sun Qi arrived in the living room, they didn't see Old Master Qin and Qin Jingguo, but Ding Fan did catch sight of Qin Manshu.
Today, Qin Manshu wasn't dressed in her business attire. Instead, she wore a casual look, simple jeans that accentuated her long and slender legs, and a white shirt that outlined her graceful figure very vividly.
"You're here?" Qin Manshu's eyes sparkled with a smile when she saw Ding Fan.
At this mont, Qin Manshu looked sunny and amiable, lively and adorable...
Ding Fan gave Qin Manshu a smile in response.
At this mont, Sun Qi tactfully took his leave to avoid being a third wheel.
"Where are the two elders?" Ding Fan asked with a smile towards Qin Manshu.
"You only care about them, not about ..." Qin Manshu teased with a flicker in her beautiful eyes.
"Of course, I care..." Ding Fan walked over and gently took Qin Manshu's small hand.
Qin Manshu's hand was soft and boneless; Ding Fan cherished it as he tenderly held it in his own.
Qin Manshu didn't protest, letting Ding Fan hold her hand. The ti she spent with Ding Fan was so scarce that she truly treasured every mont together...
With no one else around at that ti, Ding Fan and Qin Manshu nestled together and exchanged sweet nothings.
Qin Manshu was the kind of woman with noble bearing. In front of Ding Fan, she acted more like an older sister, trying her best to think ahead for Ding Fan and to keep him out of harm's way.
Like that ti when they were playing by the sea and Zhou Ruoran was in trouble, Qin Manshu didn't say a word and let Ding Fan go to rescue Ruoran.
It could be said that when with Ding Fan, what Qin Manshu considered the most was how to make things better for him. In her eyes, there was only Ding Fan, and she placed herself aside…
Ding Fan naturally knew how Qin Manshu felt about him.
Qin Manshu had arrived the night before, and had it been soone else, they might have already barged through the door. Instead, Qin Manshu had quietly waited.
With Qin Manshu, Ding Fan never felt tired...
As the two were exchanging sweet nothings, it was already lunchti.
Old Master Qin and his brother hadn't seen each other for decades, so they certainly had a lot to talk about. Ding Fan, taking advantage of the rare opportunity for so alone ti with Qin Manshu, thought of taking her out for a nice al.
"Brother Fan, I'm afraid today is not possible; we still have a task," Qin Manshu said with a laugh upon hearing Ding Fan's suggestion to go out.
"A task?" Ding Fan looked at Qin Manshu sowhat puzzled.
"You might not be aware, Zhangzhou has a well-known local family. The family's patriarch, Zhang Guanglin, was my grandfather's comrade-in-arms. Today is Zhang Guanglin's eightieth birthday. He has already invited grandfather but since grandfather is spending ti with his brother today and won't have ti, you and I will attend the birthday feast together," Qin Manshu explained.
Ding Fan nodded. With Old Master Qin unable to go, sending his granddaughter did carry considerable honor. Not just anyone could manage to invite a mber of the Qin family, one of the Four Great Families of Huaxia Country.
"Do you know what it ans for Old Master Qin to send with you to the event?" Ding Fan asked, looking at Qin Manshu.
Qin Manshu's lips curled into a smile. "Naturally, it's as a son-in-law... This is about revealing your identity to everyone. Brother Fan, are you scared?"
Ding Fan smiled faintly, then pulled Qin Manshu into his embrace.
"To have you by my side in this life is already without regrets. I'd clamor for this, why would I be afraid?"
Qin Manshu felt Ding Fan's warmth, heard his whispers close to her ear, and for a mont, she snuggled contentedly in Ding Fan's embrace...
After enjoying a mont of tenderness, they looked at the ti and realized it was almost ti to go to Old Master Zhang's birthday banquet.
Qin Manshu originally planned to attend with Ding Fan in full regalia, but since today was Old Master Zhang's birthday celebration and she was the beloved granddaughter of Old Master Qin from the Four Great Families, she opted out of dressing too extravagantly to avoid overshadowing the host family.
Further, Ding Fan himself didn't enjoy such occasions, disliking the insincere smiles and flattering remarks that he found displeasing.
Therefore, Qin Manshu decided to attend the banquet with Ding Fan in casual attire. After presenting their gifts and conveying Old Master Qin's blessings, the two left…
At that mont, Ding Fan and Qin Manshu took a taxi and headed straight for the Zhang Family's birthday banquet held at the hotel.
The Zhang Family's birthday banquet was set in one of the larger hotels in the city, nad the International Hotel.
In Zhangzhou, there weren't many who didn't know of the International Hotel. It was said that consumption there was extrely high. It was rumored that even breakfast there could cost tens of thousands of dollars.
The people of Zhangzhou took pride in having dined at the International Hotel, using it as a way to boast about their worldly experiences, illustrating just how luxurious the International Hotel was in Zhangzhou.
When Ding Fan and Qin Manshu arrived at the International Hotel, the entrance was already bustling with people, and the parking lot was filled with all kinds of luxury cars.
Ding Fan and Qin Manshu didn't have their own car in Zhangzhou, so they had co by taxi, intending to keep a low profile.
Instead, the opposite occurred; rather than keeping a low profile, they attracted the attention of those around them.
Ding Fan quickly understood why.
Mainly because those who ca to the Zhang Family banquet were all individuals of significant standing. Who among them would arrive by taxi? They would all co in their own luxury cars.
Everyone else arrived in luxury cars, and yet Ding Fan and Qin Manshu had co by taxi, dressed in very ordinary clothes, which made it impossible for them not to attract attention.
However, Ding Fan and Qin Manshu weren't particularly bothered. There wasn't a setting they hadn't experienced before, and such a scene wasn't enough to make them panic.
Ding Fan and Qin Manshu walked in hand in hand.
"Excuse , the two of you." Just as Ding Fan and Qin Manshu reached the entrance, they were stopped by two security guards.
"The entire International Hotel is fully booked today, and we're not accepting other guests." The guard's tone was harsh, clearly assuming that Ding Fan and Qin Manshu were clueless individuals there for amusent.
"We are here to attend Mr. Zhang Guanglin's birthday banquet," said Qin Manshu in a composed and polite manner.
"Birthday banquet?" One of the muscular guards evaluated them from head to toe and then enquired, "If you're here for the birthday banquet, do you have an invitation?"
An invitation?
Qin Manshu shook her head slightly, as she was representing her grandfather at the event today and didn't have an invitation on her.
Seeing Qin Manshu shake her head, the guard spoke, "Then I'm sorry, but without an invitation, no one can enter."
After saying this, the guard stopped paying attention to Qin Manshu and Ding Fan. He turned to the other security guard and said, "These poor beggars, wanting to crash Old Zhang's banquet to freeload, didn't even bother to dress properly…"
Qin Manshu frowned at that mont.
The guard's words of 'poor beggars' didn't anger Qin Manshu, but she took offense at the guard looking down on her and Ding Fan, thinking they were vagrants there to scrounge for a al.
"You need to apologize to now!" Qin Manshu, who seldom lost her temper, frowned and spoke with a sharp tone.
"Apologize? What did I do to you? Did I stare at your chest or your legs…" said the previous guard with a provocative look, addressing Qin Manshu.
Slap…
Before the guard could finish his words, Ding Fan's hand swiftly delivered a slap to his face.
Qin Manshu was Ding Fan's woman. If soone wanted to joke about his woman, Ding Fan wouldn't indulge them; it didn't matter that they were currently at the International Hotel, which was soone else's territory—even if it were the White House, Ding Fan would still slap without hesitation!
"You…" The guard was filled with rage, having not expected soone to dare strike him there.
This was the International Hotel, after all, where the Zhang Family was the largest shareholder. Thus, by extension, the Zhang Family was the boss, and the guard believed he had the Zhang Family's backing…
But the guard hadn't expected Ding Fan to actually make a move against him.
"Are you…" The guard couldn't finish his sentence as his teeth seed to fall out, mixed with blood, making it unclear what he was trying to say.
"Next ti you spout nonsense, I'll cut off your tongue," Ding Fan said with an icy tone, devoid of any emotion.
At the entrance to the hotel, where there was already a crowd, Ding Fan's action instantly drew people to surround them and watch the commotion.
"What's going on? What's happening?" At this mont, a police officer pushed through the crowd and entered the circle.
Given that Zhang Guanglin was a big figure in Zhangzhou, police were naturally dispatched for such an important person's birthday.
"Officer, this man is causing trouble; they have assaulted soone…"
Following the direction pointed by the guard, the officer saw Ding Fan. After sizing him up, he said coldly, "Kid, don't say anything. Just co with …"
Since his rebirth, Ding Fan's vision had broadened. The officer, without asking anything, was ready to take him away, clearly intending to target him because he was dressed plainly.
"Hold on…"
Just then, a soft voice ca from inside the hotel. Ding Fan found the voice very familiar, and after pondering for a mont, he rembered.
Zhang Wanyue!
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