Super War God in the City

As these words were said, the private room suddenly became quiet.

Everyone's gaze converged on Ling Fan, especially Leng Yan, who blinked her spirited large eyes and sized up Ling Fan, wondering what he would do next.

Su Ziming glanced disdainfully at the Fourth Elder, sneering inwardly. He figured that Su Zixuan would most likely be humiliated; he knew Ling Fan's Combat Power. If Su Zixuan was unlucky, there would be a good show to watch!

"Su Zixuan, you'd better not stir up trouble for nothing. Don't think no one dares to touch you just because you have Uncle Four backing you. Ling Fan, don't bother with him!" Su Qiong stood up to leave her seat, intending to walk away.

Leng Yan grabbed Su Qiong's hand, "Sister Qiong, is he really your boyfriend?"

Seeing Su Qiong's protective attitude towards Ling Fan, she felt a sense of unease. If that was the case, it was not good news at all!

Seeing this, Su Ziming did not forget to continue fanning the flames, "Fourth Elder, this guy is really tough. You're playing with fire here. If you ask me, you should just stop trying to save my face. Apologize to Young Master Ling and ask for forgiveness, and that will be the end of it!"

Upon hearing his older brother's mockery, Su Zixuan's anger rose. Apologize to this yokel? It was simply laughable!

"Don't worry, Brother, I won't be scared off by this guy like you were. Just watch from the sidelines!" Su Zixuan retorted.

"You..." Su Ziming's face turned red with anger, and he let out a cold huff.

Seeing his older brother stewing in silence, Su Zixuan felt a smug snicker within his heart.

Then he turned his head to look at the calmly seated Ling Fan and sneered, "Kid, I heard you're Su Qiong's boyfriend? Is that true? You must have the guts of a bear and the heart of a leopard. Do you know who her fiancé is?"
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"Su Zixuan, mind your words. Who has a fiancé? Did I agree to it!" Su Qiong retorted coldly.

Hearing this, Leng Yan's face subtly changed. Looking at Su Qiong's reaction, the unremarkable-looking guy indeed seemed to be Sister Su Qiong's boyfriend!

Su Zixuan completely ignored Su Qiong and stared intently at Ling Fan, who sat unconcerned, and coldly said again, "Are you deaf, or just a coward? Didn't you hear what I said?"

Ling Fan casually finished the last sip of tea in his cup, then toyed with the teacup in his hand.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, Ling Fan violently threw the teacup in his hand straight towards Su Zixuan's face.

Su Zixuan was caught completely off guard by Ling Fan's sudden action. Without any preparation, he was struck squarely in the face, blood covering his features.

"Idiot, done blabbering? I heard you so damn clearly that I couldn't control the urge to hit you. You got that?" Ling Fan stood up and looked down disdainfully at Su Zixuan, who was crouched on the ground, covering his bloody face.

The incident happened so suddenly that everyone present was too shocked to react, their minds spinning.

Although Su Ziming had seen Ling Fan lose his temper before, he was still shocked by this guy's swift and ruthless action, "Motherfucker, he really is a madman. Great, he's crazy in a good way!"

Leng Yan stood to the side, covering her open mouth in shock, staring at the scene before her, "Sister Su Qiong's boyfriend has gone mad, doesn't he know that's Su Zixuan?"

"Sister... Sister Su Qiong, it's over. What does your boyfriend do? You better tell him to run away quickly. When Uncle Four returns tomorrow, he'll skin him alive!" Leng Yan swallowed hard and warned Su Qiong.

Caught off guard by Ling Fan's actions just now, Su Qiong was dumbstruck, and only after being reminded by Leng Yan did she come to her senses, her face immediately showing concern.

It's all my fault. I should never have brought Ling Fan here; then none of this would have happened. She did not blame Ling Fan for his impulsiveness. Had she been humiliated repeatedly, she probably would have lost her temper just the same.

"Ling Fan, you better leave now. Don't stay here any longer!" Su Qiong couldn't help but urge anxiously.

At this moment, Su Zixuan, who was crouching on the ground, suddenly yelled out loud, "Fuck you, turtle grandson! You still think you can leave? Fuck that! I'm telling you, you're fucking done for. Just wait for your death!"

Su Zixuan had been completely stunned for several minutes while crouching on the ground, the teacup just now nearly knocked him unconscious. When he moved his hand away and saw it was all fucking blood, it wasn't just humiliation, it was a towering humiliation, and he instantly lost his composure.

Just then, a hearty laugh came from the doorway, "Brother Zi Xuan, long time no see. Today, you and I must drink a few more cups, not stopping until we're plastered!"

As the sound died down, a muscular young man with a large frame strode in, laughing heartily.

Upon seeing this person, the few people in the hall instantly fell silent again.

"It's too late to run now!" Leng Yan covered her face immediately.

The man at the doorway was none other than a subordinate of Su Zixuan's father, named Ruan Zhan, a squad leader in the Canglong Army, who usually had a good relationship with Su Zixuan and got along well with him.

After his initial shock, Su Ziming gradually regained his composure and, seeing Su Zixuan on the ground with his face covered in blood, felt greatly pleased.

Even if Su Zixuan regained face today, his reputation was thoroughly lost, ten times more embarrassing than his own.

However, at the sight of Ruan Zhan, his heart couldn't help but flutter; this guy's cultivation might not be a match for Ling Fan.

But the focus was on this guy's background, which was not trivial at all. The three words—Canglong Army—said too much.

Su Qiong took a deep breath, her expression becoming extremely ugly. She had feared this might happen, never expecting Ruan Zhan to show up right at this critical moment.

Su Zixuan, who had been crouching on the ground covering his blood-drenched face, suddenly became agitated when he heard this voice, his body starting to tremble uncontrollably.

"Where's Brother Zi Xuan? Huh?" The sturdy young man looked around after entering the private room, and his gaze eventually settled on the figure crouching on the ground.

"Are you Brother Zi Xuan?" Ruan Zhan was somewhat baffled.

Su Zixuan's hands were covering his face, smeared with blood, making it impossible to recognize his features. But judging by his figure, Ruan Zhan felt it was similar. Since they hadn't seen each other for a long time, he wasn't completely certain.

"Brother Zhan, it's me, fuck! Kill this bastard for me. I'll take responsibility if there's trouble. Fuck, I want him dead, I want him dead!" Su Zixuan's face was still throbbing with pain as he pointed at Ling Fan, his expression ferocious.

Ruan Zhan was shocked, completely shocked!

He was a close subordinate of Su Wenwu, valued by Su Zixuan's father for his talent and shrewdness. He had come back ahead of time, as Su Wenwu couldn't return until tomorrow due to busy military affairs.

What he never expected was that, on the Su Family's territory in Jincheng, someone would dare to lay a hand on Su Zixuan — and to have beaten him into such a state?

Immediately following the direction of Su Zixuan's pointing finger, he looked toward Ling Fan, who was not far off.

"Kid, was it you who hit Young Master Su?" Ruan Zhan's gaze turned sharp, his tone filled with disbelief.