"Chen Fan, get out!" Huang Bowen shouted arrogantly.
Chen Fan, who was chatting with Xiao Xuan, looked up at the seven or eight security guards behind them and remained seated.
Xiao Xuan tensed up and grabbed Chen Fan's arm.
"You can still kneel and beg for forgiveness. That will give you a chance to leave on your own!" Liu Ruilong said with a cold laugh. "Otherwise, I'll have them drag you out like a dead dog."
Chen Fan acted as if he hadn't heard them and picked up a piece of truffle, putting it into his mouth. The savory flavor spread in his mouth. This precious ingredient indeed had its unique qualities.
"Still pretending?" Huang Bowen's heart was filled with resentment. He sneered, "Young Master Liu, no need to waste words with him. Drag him out and deal with him slowly."
Liu Ruilong glanced back at the guests in the venue. Seeing some people watching them, he didn't want to cause further trouble. He waved his hand.
"Then take him out first, and we'll play with him later!" He still felt greatly humiliated by what had happened earlier, and simply kicking Chen Fan out wouldn't resolve his anger.
Several security guards moved to surround Chen Fan.
Chen Fan calmly stood up and waved at Liu Ruilong and Huang Bowen before the security guards could reach him.
"What, want to beg for mercy now? Too late!" Liu Ruilong thought Chen Fan was about to back down, and with a smug wave of his hand, he motioned for the security guards to wait. He stepped forward and said, "There's some dust on my shoes. How about you lick it clean for me?"
Huang Bowen's expression changed slightly as he saw Liu Ruilong approach. He had suffered before and knew Chen Fan's danger. He had always kept his distance from Chen Fan. But he had forgotten to warn Liu Ruilong, leading Liu Ruilong to actually walk closer. Wasn't that foolish? The warning was on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed it back, a hint of malice appearing in his eyes. He hated Chen Fan to the bone. If Liu Ruilong was foolish enough to go near him, why should he intervene? The greater the loss Liu Ruilong suffered, the more furious Liu Ruilong and Young Master Yuan would become, leading to Chen Fan's more tragic end.
Seeing Liu Ruilong approach, proudly displaying his shoes, Chen Fan smiled. Then, he raised his hand and slapped him. He had only waved his hand because he was too lazy to move. Since Liu Ruilong was so obliging, it would be a shame not to fulfill his wish.
With a crisp sound, Liu Ruilong was sent flying by the slap. He crashed onto a table laden with high-end ingredients, scattering everything and creating a mess. Liu Ruilong was stunned by the slap and rolled pitifully on the ground, unable to react.
The security guards' expressions changed drastically, finding it hard to believe. For a moment, they were stunned. At a banquet of this caliber, everyone was well-dressed and maintained their composure. They had never expected someone to resort to violence at such an event. After all, this was an assembly of all the celebrities in Hang Jiang. Resorting to violence in such a setting was akin to seeking death! For a moment, they were at a loss.
"Ahhh..." Liu Ruilong's face burned with pain. His expensive custom-made suit was now soiled with all sorts of ingredients, making him look utterly pathetic. He got up with a yelp and roared, "Kill him!"
Chen Fan took a step forward, a bottle of wine in his hand, and poured it over Liu Ruilong's head. A large bottle of champagne doused Liu Ruilong.
"Ahhh!" Liu Ruilong shrieked, completely beside himself. As a young master of his status, he had never endured such humiliation. He lost all reason and threw a punch at Chen Fan. But in the next instant, he was kicked away.
"What are you standing around for? Seize him!" Huang Bowen yelled sternly.
The security guards snapped back to reality and charged at Chen Fan. Chen Fan stood his ground and slapped them away. Without any apparent effort on his part, the security guards seemed to fall in line, as if deliberately presenting themselves to be hit. With a series of slaps, the security guards collapsed on the ground.
Huang Bowen watched, his heart pounding. He retreated immediately. Everything had happened too quickly. He hadn't even seen clearly before the security guards were all down. The last time he was slapped by Chen Fan, he had been afraid, but Chen Fan hadn't been this terrifying.
"Come here!" Chen Fan beckoned to Huang Bowen. Huang Bowen's legs trembled. Not only did he not dare to approach, but he kept backing away.
Behind Chen Fan, Xiao Xuan was stunned. So simple and brutal? Wasn't this supposed to be the highest-class, top-tier banquet renowned throughout Hang Jiang? Why did it feel like a village feast, where people started fighting at the slightest disagreement? This newly met person, Chen Fan, was so formidable in a fight, and he seemed to have barely exerted himself before all these security guards were down. But how would this situation be resolved? Being expelled would be the least of it; she feared he might end up in jail.
Chen Fan ignored Huang Bowen and looked towards the venue. The security guards' arrival had already drawn attention, and the ensuing fight had further captured the notice of countless people, sparking discussions. Chen Fan's eyes immediately fell on Yuan Liangping. He smiled at Yuan Liangping, with a hint of mockery. Yuan Liangping's face twitched violently, and he strode over.
The banquet was hosted by him, essentially his territory. Such an incident could not be ignored, so he had to appear. His original intention was to embarrass Chen Fan and test his limits. But he had never expected the outcome to be this... simple, brutal, which, while disgusting him, forced him to come forward. Some guests also followed, eager to watch the spectacle. Additionally, more security guards entered.
"Mr. Chen, what is the meaning of this? Causing trouble at a banquet is quite disrespectful to me, Yuan," Yuan Liangping said with a smile as he approached.
"Young Master Yuan, if you say it's trouble, then it's trouble," Chen Fan replied indifferently. "Let's see how you handle it."
"Brother Ping, I want to kill him, kill him..." Liu Ruilong was helped up, roaring in fury.
"Please escort Young Master Liu to the guest room to rest and change!" Yuan Liangping instructed after glancing at Liu Ruilong. Liu Ruilong was unwilling, but he dared not show disrespect in such a setting, so he complied and left.
"Mr. Chen, I don't care what the cause of the incident was. Ultimately, you resorted to violence and caused trouble," Yuan Liangping said with a smile. "Please leave the venue."
Chen Fan also smiled and asked, "And if I refuse to leave?"
The guests stirred with surprise. "Who is this person? So arrogant?" "He doesn't even give Young Master Yuan face. What's his background?" "I think I've seen him before. Isn't he that live-in son-in-law of the Su family?" "Did someone from the Su family come? A live-in son-in-law dares to be so presumptuous?"
Yuan Liangping shook his head and said, "Then I shall have to be impolite!" He gestured, and the security guards surrounded Chen Fan. "Mr. Chen, please don't cause any more trouble and make the scene too embarrassing!"
Chen Fan smiled and said, "Young Master Yuan, Young Master Yuan, you sent me the invitation, and now you're playing tricks to make me leave." "If you want to play, Young Master Yuan, I'll play with you!"
Yuan Liangping didn't bother to deny it and said coolly, "You're not qualified." The security guards lunged at Chen Fan.
Xiao Xuan hid behind Chen Fan, her whole body tense. She was on the verge of tears. She had only meant to get Chen Fan's contact information to report back, but now she was caught up in this mess. What should she do?
"Stop!" A clear reprimand rang out. Yuan Liangping turned his head and was taken aback. Tang Qingying, dressed in a silver evening gown, stepped forward a few paces and said, "Mr. Chen is my friend. Could you give him some face, Young Master Yuan?"
Yuan Liangping frowned. He hadn't expected Tang Qingying to intervene. Was this her own decision, or did it come from Old Master Tang? In his opinion, it wasn't strange for Tang Qingying to know Chen Fan, as Chen Fan lived in Xiangshan Tanfu. But how close were their relationships? For a moment, he was uncertain.
Many guests also looked on in surprise. While he was still hesitating, another voice chimed in. "Young Master Yuan, I know Mr. Chen. Could you give him some face?" Another voice spoke. It was none other than Luo Jiuzhang. His words were somewhat vague, and he didn't outwardly appear familiar with Chen Fan, but his peripheral vision was constantly monitoring Chen Fan's reaction. No one knew how tense and excited he was at that moment!