As she spoke, her soft body leaned directly toward Lin Beichen, unreservedly pressing against him, her hot lips approaching Lin Beichen’s cheek, whispering softly.
"The hidden sponsor of the Ghost Fleet, the wealthy young widow Sister Liu, is she really taken with this pretty boy?"
The man beside Wang Ruoshan remarked, introducing the woman to everyone.
But everyone already knew Sister Liu’s reputation well, no introduction was necessary.
Every time Wang Ruoshan came to this bar, it was for Sister Liu.
And now, with Sister Liu actively clinging to another man, what would Wang Ruoshan think?
The crowd watched silently, and indeed saw that Wang Ruoshan’s expression changed.
"Wang Ruoshan, don’t get mad, want us brothers to teach that kid a lesson?"
Another man quickly spoke up.
His name was Zhao Yixian, and his family ran a transportation company, employing a group of thugs, always eager for a fight.
Recently, his family’s business development hit a bottleneck, and he was looking for a benefactor, with Wang Ruoshan as his chosen target.
If he could help Wang Ruoshan vent his anger, Wang Ruoshan wouldn’t be stingy. With just a small gesture, his family’s business would see rapid growth.
Wang Ruoshan drank his wine silently, his eyes icy cold. Seeing Liu’s body almost clinging to Lin Beichen’s thigh, his face darkened.
"Don’t hit too hard, I don’t want any fatalities."
"Don’t worry."
Zhao Yixian grinned, got up, and walked toward Lin Beichen.
Meanwhile, Qian Mingxing and Wu Haoyu, already pale with fear, kept their heads down and legs close together, not daring to react.
To outsiders, Lin Beichen was just a good-looking white-collar worker, maybe with some background, but no way as formidable as Wang Ruoshan.
But Qian Mingxing and Wu Haoyu knew that beneath Lin Beichen’s harmless appearance lay a power capable of destroying the world.
If Lin Beichen wanted, he could kill everyone present.
"Wu Haoyu, what’s wrong, having a seizure?"
Wang Ruoshan noticed Wu Haoyu trembling, and snorted coldly.
"Brother Wang, heed my advice, don’t provoke Lin Beichen, he’s beyond our league."
Wu Haoyu said fearfully.
"You’re such a coward. In the Imperial Capital, young people must be brash and bold. How will you know who you can provoke without a fight?"
Wang Ruoshan sneered.
There were indeed a few with higher status than him in the Imperial Capital, but not many, and they definitely wouldn’t come here.
Although Zhao Yixian appeared to be a fool, he wasn’t stupid. In matters of love, maybe some jealousy was at play, but it was just a scuffle at most, not enough to cause serious harm.
"He is Lin Beichen."
Wu Haoyu looked terrified.
"Lin Beichen again! Is this guy that impressive? Is the whole Imperial Capital his?"
Wang Ruoshan frowned, a bit annoyed. These two from Jiangnan performed well in every aspect, with good family backgrounds, but their temperament was a bit lacking.
"Brother Wang, please don’t provoke him, the battle at Jiangnan Water Village was his doing."
Wu Haoyu, terrified and agitated, wasn’t aware that the more frightened he appeared, the more it seemed, to outsiders, that he was having a seizure.
Especially when Jiangnan Water Village was mentioned, Wang Ruoshan almost burst out laughing.
These two must be mentally unstable.
He decided to do them a favor and bring in a psychiatrist for them after tonight.
While talking, Zhao Yixian, hands in pockets, reached Lin Beichen, took out a gold lighter, lit a cigarette provocatively, and eyed Lin Beichen, thinking of ways to please Wang Ruoshan.
Just then, Cobra suddenly sneered coldly and said:
"Lin Beichen, with beauties by your side, you won’t kill me tonight."
As soon as he spoke, Cobra’s body lengthened, slipping like a snake through the gap between two sofas, landing among the crowd in the bar.
The crowd was dancing wildly when a loud bang resounded, and a flash grenade, filled with dense smoke, exploded among them, released by Cobra.
Those around were blinded, choking and screaming, scattering in all directions.
Wang Ruoshan and the others, caught off guard, were stunned by the sudden chaos.
The young widow Sister Liu trembled, nearly collapsing.
She never expected that the seemingly harmless, super handsome guy opposite her would turn into a snake, carrying flash grenades and other illegal equipment.
If it wasn’t a flash grenade but an explosive device, the dance floor would be filled with gore right now.
"What the hell?"
Zhao Yixian dropped his gold lighter, staring in shock.
"I told you, you’re not leaving tonight."
Lin Beichen said calmly, waving a hand.
Before Zhao Yixian’s lighter hit the ground, it floated up and landed lightly in Lin Beichen’s hand.
Lin Beichen ignited a flame, blew it casually, and a fiery dragon illuminated the bar, turning the dance floor bright as day.
Firelight enveloped the bar, and at the same time, Lin Beichen stepped into the smoke.
"Ghost!"
Zhao Yixian screamed, collapsing with wide eyes, filled with disbelief.
Lounging on the couch, Sister Liu trembled uncontrollably, her short skirt slipping out of place unnoticed.
She had hoped that of the two handsome men tonight, at least one would stay for a one-night stand.
But now, one turned into a snake, the other even more terrifying, controlling flames with a wave.
Was she drunk or high?
"Boom!"
The fire dragon smashed a stone pillar. The bar’s four stone pillars supported the roof, and now one was destroyed. Candlelight descended, dispersing the smoke, enveloping Cobra.
In Guangnan, ancient clans thrived with a penchant for fire, one at its pinnacle being a Death Gate Realm master.
It was said that this person’s flame manipulation skill could create anything, beyond words.
If present, this person would bow to Lin Beichen and call him master.
"Lin Beichen, give up your futile efforts, your tricks can’t contain me."
Amidst the fire dragon, Cobra’s body turned into countless feathers, feathers into black mist, spreading through every corner of the nightclub, turning it into a dark night.
Screams continued in the darkness.
"Interesting."
Lin Beichen smiled at the surrounding darkness.
Again with this mist.
This mist blocked spiritual qi, Lin Beichen couldn’t pierce the darkness.
But his perception was unaffected.
In the dark, Cobra had already fled through the club’s back door to the alley behind the commercial street.
Lin Beichen’s figure flashed, carrying the fire dragon, and rushed out of the bar.
As the fire dragon left, it took the darkness with it, freeing everyone in the bar.
Wang Ruoshan and the others stood on the second floor, dumbfounded.
"Wu Haoyu, you’re not having a seizure, there really are Immortals in this world..."
Wang Ruoshan muttered, stunned.
"I’ve always told the truth, and this is nothing. The battle at Jiangnan Water Village was destructive, compared to it, what happened here is just a skirmish!"
Wu Haoyu said, a bit proud.
He had felt frustrated being thought of as a fool, but seeing Wang Ruoshan and the others’ reactions, not much different from his own, he felt a sense of pride.
"You always brag about being from the Imperial Capital, I thought you’d seen a lot, but you’re just so-so."
Wang Ruoshan couldn’t think of a retort even if he wanted to.
Wang Ruoshan’s reaction was decent. Zhao Yixian was already on his knees.
He had planned to step on Lin Beichen to curry favor with Wang Ruoshan, but now, the opponent had turned into a fire dragon.
Luckily he hesitated, otherwise, if he had acted, the opponent could have turned him to ashes with a flick.