To cultivate or refine

Chapter 59 If you don't want to sit, then don't

"Brother, are you being uncooperative?"

"Miss Zhao Da is speaking to you, didn't you hear her?"

Chu Fan glanced at the young man who clearly wanted to use him as a stepping stone to gain favor with Zhao Jiayu.

"Get lost while I'm still in a good mood, or I'll show you what 'seeking death' looks like!"

The youth, Nie Yi, was stunned. He hadn't expected Chu Fan to be so arrogant and not even give him face.

"Kid, do you know who I am?"

Nie Yi straightened his back, his gaze unfriendly.

There was really nothing much to discuss with a spoiled rich kid.

Chu Fan ignored Nie Yi and turned his gaze to other parts of the room.

Zhao Da Beauty was right beside him. With Chu Fan acting like this, Nie Yi felt deeply humiliated.

He took a deep breath, preparing to argue with Chu Fan properly, when Zhao Jiayu said, "Nie Yi, stop talking. Xuanxuan has arrived, let's go meet her."

"Kid, you're lucky. I'll let you off today."

"Don't let me see you outside again, or I'll make you pay!"

Chu Fan remained unfazed by the threat.

There were too many people like Nie Yi these days. He couldn't confront every single one of them.

Those who were lucky and self-aware would naturally escape unscathed.

Conversely, those who weren't would have to pay the price for their actions.

At the banquet hall entrance.

Zhao Jiayu saw Nan Baixuan.

"Xuanxuan, you'll never guess who I just saw."

Zhao Jiayu said mysteriously.

"Who?"

Nan Baixuan's big eyes darted around, her expression full of curiosity.

"Your crazy cousin!"

"What?"

"How could he be here?"

Nan Baixuan was instantly doused with a basin of cold water, her expression stiffening.

This banquet was of a very high caliber.

Those who received an invitation were all influential figures in Shanhai City, either wealthy or noble.

The Nan family wasn't originally qualified. Nan Zi'an had to put in a lot of effort and spend over a million to secure two invitations.

These two invitations originally belonged to Nan Zi'an and Qin Xue.

When Nan Baixuan found out, she threw a tantrum, saying she wanted to attend and broaden her horizons.

Qin Xue had no choice but to give up her spot.

Nan Baixuan was well aware of how rare the opportunity to attend was.

Therefore, she found it very strange that Chu Fan would appear in such a place.

Following that, Nan Baixuan learned that Nie Yi had almost clashed with Chu Fan.

Thinking that Chu Fan was not as simple as he appeared, she kindly reminded him, "Nie Yi, for my sake, don't bother with him. He's completely crazy and never thinks before he speaks!"

Nie Yi was still annoyed, but hearing Nan Baixuan say this, he nodded, "Since you've asked, Xuanxuan, I won't argue with him."

"However, if he's still so arrogant next time, I won't hold back."

Nan Baixuan smiled charmingly and said nothing more.

The three of them entered the banquet hall together, looking for their assigned seats.

At this banquet, everyone's seating arrangement was already predetermined.

As Chu Fan was tasting the snacks on the table, a plump woman suddenly walked up behind him.

"Young man, this doesn't seem to be your seat, does it?"

Chu Fan was slightly taken aback and then noticed that each seat had a name tag attached. He quickly stood up and said, "I'm truly sorry, I didn't notice just now."

The plump woman said nothing.

However, as her gaze shifted to the table, the corner of her mouth twitched noticeably.

Chu Fan had eaten quite a bit of food while sitting there.

The trash was piled up all over the table, looking very messy at first glance.

The plump woman was a germaphobe. Seeing the situation made her feel nauseous, and she couldn't bring herself to sit down.

Just then, a middle-aged man approached the plump woman.

"Xiaoya, what's wrong?"

"Brother Wen, look!"

Qiu Wen glanced at the table, and his expression also turned unpleasant. "Who did this?"

The plump woman pointed at Chu Fan, who was walking away, and said, "That person was sitting here just now."

Qiu Wen strode forward, intercepting Chu Fan.

"Brother, is it appropriate to leave just like this?"

Chu Fan's brows furrowed. "What's not appropriate about it?"

Qiu Wen gestured to the table not far away. "You've made my wife's seat like this, how can she sit here?"

"Why can't she sit?"

"If she doesn't want to sit, she can just switch to another one."

Chu Fan replied casually.

Qiu Wen was so enraged that his anger almost erupted.

If the seat were usable, if he could switch seats, would he be arguing with this brat?

It was precisely because of the occasion that, in any other place, he would have slapped this impudent kid.

Recalling that the seats were fixed, and everyone present was an influential figure in Shanhai City,

Qiu Wen took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and said to Chu Fan, "Brother, I'm not an unreasonable person. Please clean up the table, and we'll let this matter go."

For someone to dare to order Chu Fan to clean up trash, Qiu Wen was truly the foremost figure in Shanhai City.

Fortunately, Chu Fan was not someone who liked to nitpick.

He had always been reasonable.

It was indeed due to his oversight that he hadn't noticed that each seat was fixed.

Chu Fan walked back to his original seat, preparing to clear away the trash he had made.

"Brother Wen, Xiaoya is unhappy!"

"You know me, I can't sit like this!"

The plump woman began to complain, her gaze towards Chu Fan becoming increasingly annoyed.

Qiu Wen looked helpless and comforted her, "Xiaoya, forget it. You know the situation. How about I switch with you?"

The plump woman nodded.

However, looking at Chu Fan who was cleaning up, she thought that if he hadn't been so thoughtless and reckless, Brother Wen wouldn't have had to compromise.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, muttering, "What a lack of upbringing."

"I wonder how your parents educated you."

Chu Fan had already cleaned up the table and was preparing to leave with the trash.

Upon hearing the plump woman's words, his hand loosened, and all the trash fell onto the chair.

He could tolerate being insulted, but he was unhappy when his parents were mentioned.

He had lived in the Eternal Hall since he was young.

While other children had their parents' company during childhood, Chu Fan did not.

His parents had always been a pain in his heart.

He hadn't intended to make a fuss about this matter.

However, the plump woman's foul mouth had uttered such a sentence.

If she didn't want to sit, then she didn't have to.

"You..."

Qiu Wen and the plump woman stared at Chu Fan in disbelief.

They had no idea what was possessing him.

He had been able to clean up and sit down earlier.

Now, the seat was covered in trash, making it impossible to sit.

"You can insult me, but please don't mention my parents. Otherwise, I won't be polite!"

Chu Fan said coldly to the plump woman.

His indifferent gaze caused the plump woman's heart to skip a beat, and her eyes immediately turned red.

She had never suffered such a grievance in her life.

Seeing that Chu Fan not only scattered trash on the seat but also dared to threaten his woman, Qiu Wen's eyes instantly turned fierce.

"Kid, are you looking for death?"

Chu Fan didn't even look at Qiu Wen and turned to leave.

"You're still trying to leave?"

Qiu Wen lunged forward, reaching for Chu Fan's shoulder.

He hadn't intended to escalate the situation.

But Chu Fan was too arrogant, and he couldn't swallow his anger.

Bang...

Just as Qiu Wen's hand was about to land on Chu Fan's shoulder, his arm was struck by an invisible, immense force, sending him flying backward and crashing into a table.

How could the shoulder of a Demon God be touched by anyone who pleased?

The commotion immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Big brother!"

Qiu Hai, who was talking to someone not far away, saw his elder brother fall and rushed over, shouting.

"Kid, how dare you hit my brother, I'll kill you!"