Chapter 1390 Wei Linlin Comes to Find Him
After speaking, Zhu Mingchuan turned to leave, but was stopped by Hong Qingquan: "Brother Mingchuan, let's talk properly. We eight recognized each other and became the 'Eight Kings of Kyoto.' How can you just leave? Besides, you should at least tell Big Brother about this in person!"
"Only if Big Brother agrees can you quit!"
"That's right, Brother Mingchuan. You should tell Big Brother first and see what he says."
After all, they had been childhood companions and shared deep affection. Seeing Zhu Mingchuan's firm stance, some people began to persuade him. "No need, Zhu Mingchuan, you can leave now!"
Suddenly, Ge Feipeng stood up and sneered.
"What's wrong, Feipeng?" someone asked.
"I've already called Big Brother. Big Brother said that since Zhu Mingchuan doesn't want to fight with us, he won't force him. From now on, he is no longer one of the Eight Kings of Kyoto. You go your own way, and we'll go ours."
Ge Feipeng's words made Zhu Mingchuan tremble all over. He asked in disbelief, "Did Big Brother really say that?"
"Do you think I would lie to you? Why don't you call Big Brother again?"
"No need! Since it's Big Brother's decision, then it's settled."
Zhu Mingchuan nodded and turned to leave, his heart feeling utterly cold.
His once kind Big Brother, who cared for him so much, had said such things at this critical moment.
He could have called to verify, but he didn't want to know the truth. What if it was real?
Because he still harbored a sliver of hope.
Zhu Mingchuan left, feeling much lighter.
He had earned a lot of money through his business, but in reality, he felt uneasy. Now he was free.
"Young Master, is it done?"
Outside, a servant walked over.
"Everything is settled!"
Zhu Mingchuan was no longer unhappy; instead, he wore a relaxed smile, as if the sunlight in the sky had become brighter.
"Let's go!"
"Where are we going?"
"Let's go to Panjiayuan first to celebrate my freedom!"
Seeing his young master so happy, the driver also breathed a sigh of relief and scurried into the car, driving Zhu Mingchuan to the largest antique market in Kyoto.
Meanwhile, inside the room, discussions were rampant.
"That kid Zhu Mingchuan must have been kicked by a donkey yesterday, refusing such a good business!"
"It's good that he doesn't want it. We can each take a share of Zhu Mingchuan's business, earn hundreds of thousands more each month, and find a movie star to play with. Isn't that great?"
"Look at your uninspired self, always thinking of movie stars!"
Hong Qingquan, however, seemed lost in thought.
"Big Brother is here, Big Brother is here!"
"Greetings, Big Brother!"
Following the sound of footsteps, a handsome, fair-skinned, and tall young man walked in. He exuded an extraordinary aura, like a peerless king.
This was the War King, the leader of the Eight Kings of Kyoto. He held great authority among the Eight Kings, and even the unruly Ge Feipeng was very reserved and dared not breathe loudly in his presence.
"Big Brother, King Qi has left..."
Hong Qingquan said.
"Let him go. It's his own decision."
As the War King spoke, Hong Qingquan kept staring into his eyes. He saw no trace of regret or sadness in them. He knew that the War King of the past was no longer the War King of today, and the eight brothers were no longer the companions of their youth!
They had all grown up, no longer so pure!
For some reason, Hong Qingquan felt that Zhu Mingchuan had made the right choice, and they had all made the wrong one.
"Yes, let him go. He doesn't make much difference whether he's here or not. From now on, we are the Seven Kings of Kyoto!" Ge Feipeng said excitedly.
"Does Big Brother have any arrangements today?"
"Today, a priceless antique will appear in Panjiayuan. I heard that a young master from the Upper Three Sects is very interested in it. If we can acquire it, perhaps we can bring the young master of the Upper Three Sects into our circle."
The War King said faintly.
"Big Brother, you are truly brilliant! If we can bring a young master from the Upper Three Sects into our ranks, who would dare to cause trouble for us?"
This statement undoubtedly boosted everyone's morale!
Indeed, in the upper-class circles, there were hierarchies. For instance, ordinary wealthy families and nobles would do anything to associate with the disciples of the Nine Sects of Kyoto, while the children of the Lower Three Sects and Middle Three Sects would strive to connect with the noble families of the Upper Three Sects.
Ge Feipeng volunteered, "Big Brother, why don't I personally go to Panjiayuan?"
"You... that's fine, I'll be more at ease with you going!"
The War King looked at Ge Feipeng for a moment and then nodded. Ge Feipeng immediately turned and left the Siheyuan, heading for Panjiayuan, while the others eagerly awaited good news!
The residence of the Vermilion Bird lineage.
Early in the morning, the roar of a car engine echoed within the villa.
"Chen Xuan, hurry up and come out!"
In a sports car, a man and a woman were seated. The man looked to be in his early twenties, while the woman, dressed in a lively and cute manner, stood up and shouted.
"Why the rush? I'm eating!"
A moment later, Chen Xuan, with a piece of fried dough stick in his mouth, put on his jacket with a displeased expression.
"Hehehe... Chen Xuan, don't be in a hurry. Later, I'll treat you to authentic Douzhi, fried dough sticks, and tripe... all genuine Kyoto snacks!"
Wei Linlin tilted her head back and laughed heartily.
The young man sized up Chen Xuan. Seeing Chen Xuan's disheveled appearance, he frowned, finding it hard to believe that Wei Linlin could be so close to such a person. Who exactly was this guy?
"Forget it, let's get to our destination quickly!"
Chen Xuan flipped over and jumped into the car, eating his fried dough stick with large bites.
Wei Linlin kindly handed him a tissue, which Chen Xuan took and wiped his hands.
"Let's go!"
Wei Linlin gave the command.
The young man started the engine. His driving skills were good; with a flick of the tail, he sped out of the villa.
"This is?"
Chen Xuan noticed that the young man was a martial artist, and he frowned.
"His name is Fang Shuo, he's my driver!"
Wei Linlin said with a giggle.
"Driver?"
"Hello, I am Fang Shuo, from the Fang family of Kyoto. It's a small family in Kyoto, but we still have some influence. If you ever need help, brother, you can tell me, and I'll do my best."
Fang Shuo was driving with one hand and extended his other hand, offering a smile.
His attitude was sincere, giving Chen Xuan a good impression. Chen Xuan extended his hand and greeted Fang Shuo, "Hello, my name is Chen Xuan!"
"Chen Xuan? This name sounds so familiar?"
Fang Shuo frowned, but then he quickly shook his head. Chen Xuan's name had recently become prominent in Kyoto, but he assumed it was just a common name and didn't think much of it.
"Fang Shuo, let me tell you, Chen Xuan is very powerful. You should try to curry favor with him; you'll benefit greatly in the future."
Wei Linlin said excitedly.
Fang Shuo said calmly, "Alright, Mr. Chen, we should communicate more in the future."
Although he said so, Fang Shuo was not convinced. He knew that Wei Linlin was from Jiangnan Province. Chen Xuan might be powerful in Jiangnan Province, but in terms of martial arts or economic strength, he was far inferior to those in the province.