"Mr. Chen!" Li Laosi exclaimed, his face filled with dread, addressing him respectfully.
Seeing Li Laosi's reaction, Pan Wenxing and the surrounding security guards were stunned.
What was going on? Why was Fourth Master so respectful to a mere youngster?
In Jiangcheng, who didn't know of the two influential Fourth Masters? One was Fourth Master Jiang of the jade market, and the other was Li Laosi of this underground casino.
How could such a figure show such respect to a brash young man? The security guards exchanged glances, and the lead guard stepped forward, asking, "Manager, have you mistaken him for someone else?"
Pan Wenxing, standing nearby, quickly confirmed, "Brother Security Guard, Fourth Master must have mistaken him. I know this kid very well. I saw him at the hospital yesterday morning. He's just a doctor."
"Slap!"
Just as Pan Wenxing finished speaking, a loud slap echoed through the casino.
For a moment, the entire place fell silent, and everyone stared at Li Laosi in astonishment.
Pan Wenxing was instantly dumbfounded. That slap had landed squarely on his face! A moment later, Pan Wenxing reacted, covering his face and asking aggrievedly, "Fourth Master, why… why did you hit me? I'm the victim."
"Victim? Do you the hell know who Mr. Chen is? You dare to provoke him, you must be tired of living!"
"Slap!"
Li Laosi, furious, raised his hand and slapped Pan Wenxing on the other side of his face.
"Thump!"
Pan Wenxing's vision swam, and he was sent sprawling to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, looking utterly pathetic.
The security guards beside him also watched this scene in a daze. The guard who had spoken earlier quickly retracted his head, not daring to say another word.
"Mr. Chen, when did you arrive? Why didn't you notify me in advance so I could come out to greet you?" Li Laosi asked Chen Fan with a fawning expression after hitting Pan Wenxing.
"I came for him," Chen Fan said, glancing at Pan Wenxing, who was still on the ground, covering his face and looking at him with resentment.
Witnessing this, everyone's jaws nearly dropped in shock.
"What exactly is this kid's identity? How can he command such respect from Fourth Master?"
"He must be the descendant of some influential figure, otherwise, why would Fourth Master treat him like this?"
"But this kid looks unfamiliar. It seems there's no such person in Jiangcheng?"
Many people began to whisper amongst themselves.
Hearing Chen Fan's reply, Li Laosi also looked at Pan Wenxing, who was lying on the ground.
Pan Wenxing knew clearly that Chen Fan was just a doctor with no backing, otherwise, he wouldn't have been suspended from his job just because of a medical dispute.
Seeing Li Laosi's gaze, he immediately cried out aggrievedly, "Fourth Master, this kid is really just a doctor, he really has no background."
Li Laosi glared angrily. "You motherfucker, you think Mr. Chen has no background? Hmph, do you know that Mr. Chen holds the supreme card of the Wanhao Group? What the hell are you then?! You dare to question Mr. Chen!"
Hiss!
His words made everyone in the hall gasp in unison.
The supreme card of the Wanhao Group? If Chen Fan didn't have an extraordinary identity and background, how could he possibly possess such a high-level VIP card?
"Wh-what?! He, he has the supreme card of the Wanhao Group?" Pan Wenxing was stunned, looking at Chen Fan with disbelief.
How could a poorly dressed, ordinary doctor who was suspended from his job for a medical dispute have a supreme card?
"Mr. Chen, if you want to deal with this blind dog, just leave it to me. There's no need to dirty your hands. Don't worry, I guarantee he'll be a complete cripple for the rest of his life, unable to even eat without help." A cold glint flashed in Li Laosi's eyes.
He owed Chen Fan a huge favor, and this matter was nothing to him.
Hearing these words, Pan Wenxing's entire back was drenched in cold sweat.
Forgetting everything else, he immediately fell to his knees before Chen Fan with a "thump."
"M-Mr. Chen, I, I was wrong, I was wrong. I shouldn't have wronged you. Don't worry, I'll sign for the autopsy first thing tomorrow morning." Pan Wenxing was completely panicked. Having spent so much time in casinos, he knew how ruthless Li Laosi could be.
"I'm looking for you, not about the autopsy."
"N-not about the autopsy?!" Pan Wenxing's heart sank, a bad premonition arising.
"Take him to a private room. I have something to ask him," Chen Fan instructed Li Laosi.
"Yes, Mr. Chen!" Li Laosi quickly nodded.
Several security guards moved towards Pan Wenxing.
Seeing this, Pan Wenxing completely lost his composure and suddenly stood up, attempting to flee the casino.
"Bang!"
Brother Hu, quick as lightning, kicked Pan Wenxing in the leg.
"Ouch!"
Pan Wenxing cried out in pain and fell to the ground, writhing in agony.
"You scoundrel, trying to run? Grab him and send him to the Sky-class private room!" Li Laosi shouted angrily.
The security guards had already rushed to Pan Wenxing, dragging the groaning man like a dead dog into the Sky-class private room at the end of the casino corridor.
Chen Fan and Brother Hu followed behind them into the room.
"Mr. Chen, I was too scared just now. Don't worry, I'll really sign when I get back and guarantee your innocence." Once inside the private room, Pan Wenxing knelt before Chen Fan, begging for mercy.
His previous arrogance had vanished, replaced by sheer panic and fear.
"I told you, I'm not here today because of the autopsy," Chen Fan said, glancing coldly at Pan Wenxing.
"Th-then, then why are you looking for me?" Pan Wenxing asked, confused.
"Motherfucker, why are we looking for you? Do we still need to explain? If you don't tell the truth, I'll break all your tendons right now!" Brother Hu threatened Pan Wenxing.
"B-big brother, I, I really don't know why you're looking for me."
"It seems you're not planning to tell the truth. Fourth Master, you won't mind if I cripple someone here, will you?" Brother Hu asked Li Laosi.
Li Laosi, standing beside Chen Fan, smiled. "You are Mr. Chen's associate, so you are naturally my friend, Li Laosi. Don't worry, I have ways to throw him into the river to feed the fish."
"That's good. Let him taste some hardship first, and then throw him into the river to feed the fish," Brother Hu said, drawing a sharp dagger from his waist.
Seeing the dagger in Brother Hu's hand and the chilling intent in his eyes, Pan Wenxing immediately wet himself.
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything, please, please don't hurt me!" Pan Wenxing pleaded with Brother Hu, tears and snot streaming down his face.
"Speak, and if there's anything amiss, don't blame me for being ruthless," Brother Hu said, a smirk playing on his lips.