Chapter 693: Chapter 466: What Are You? (3rd Update)
(Tomorrow will continue with three more updates, and the list of rewards for this month is also being sorted out.)
Rong Cheng watched as the two groups passed by in succession. Ever since he had been smashed to the ground in front of Youshi Wang by Mu Fan, he had given up on following the Daffodil goddess.
However, the people who went in succession this time were all much more formidable than he, Rong Cheng.
An uncontrollable thought suddenly popped into his mind, he wanted to see how Donatello and the others were going to deal with that damn kid!
Rupert getting hit was an excellent opportunity.
Therefore, nobody noticed that Rong Cheng quietly followed behind this group of people, arriving at the open-air terrace.
At this moment, the crowd that had come to watch the excitement began to sense that something was amiss, because the people who had come this time were too famous within the aristocratic circles.
Especially the young man walking at the forefront, with a dark expression, merely catching his gaze made people subconsciously walk away.
“Little brother Mu Fan, it seems you’ve got some rather intimidating people coming up behind you.”
The burly bearded businessman Jika suddenly said, with a teasing tone in his voice.
Mu Fan gently shook his head, as if sighing: “I know.”
The young girl Wang Nuonuo turned her head to look behind her, her body stiffened for a moment before returning to normal.
“My lord, it’s Donatello.”
The girl spoke softly, she was no longer that weak little girl; she would be strong and grow up!
The moment Donatello caught Wang Nuonuo’s gaze, he revealed a sinister smile, but he did not expect the girl’s eyes to be filled with an unusually determined light this time.
The kid still hadn’t gotten up, but it didn’t matter anymore.
The medical personnel had just run over and were carefully arranging for the mechanical assistants to perform a physical examination of Rupert on the ground.
Only to be angrily swatted away by Rupert—he didn’t need these doctors right now, what he needed was security personnel!
Get that damn civilian cleared out!
He wanted to make him sit in jail, for a lifetime.
Donatello slowly came to a standstill. As Rupert, who was angrily waving his arms, caught a glimpse of him in the corner of his eye, he suddenly stopped.
His face bore an embarrassed look, his eyes shifty as he tried to dodge, and his face blushed with shame.
This time he had boasted too much and instead of taking care of his adversary, he had lost face.
“Brother Tang, I…”
“It’s fine as long as no one is hurt. Since he has already made his move, I’ll take charge this time and make sure you get an explanation,” Donatello said, his eyes subtly glancing back at Sai.
The man in the strange black turban and suit quietly raised his head, a hint of bloodthirsty brutality shining in his eyes.
At that moment, a team of uniformed security personnel rushed in, and finally, the other crowds dispersed.
The only ones still seated were the three with Mu Fan.
Wang Nuonuo, with an apologetic look, said to the burly bearded businessman: “Mr. Jika, I’m really sorry for dragging you into this.”
To their surprise, the burly bearded president waved his hands repeatedly: “Not at all, not at all. Your company’s Mechanical Master is really impressive. If possible, I’d like to sit here and see how he handles this.”
At this time, Lin Wu, Lin An, Youshi Jun, Youshi Wang, and of course the evasive Rong Cheng, arrived one after another.
“It’s truly surprising to have a violent incident occur on such an important evening at No. 1 Villa.”
Youshi Jun, seeing Rupert drenched like a drowned rat, shook his head.
“I’ve come uninvited; I hope no one minds?” His gaze turned towards Donatello.
“Haha, of course not,” Donatello replied, smiling with a pale face.
Seeing that Youshi Jun had arrived, Rupert instantly put the full brunt of his displeasure out of his mind.
Now he seemed to feel that getting hit was worth it.
If he could build a relationship with the Youshi Family…
“Now that Young Master Youshi has come, let’s try to solve everything peacefully, shall we?”
Donatello’s eyes flashed with an unusual light. He looked at the crowd that had no objections and then towards Mu Fan, sighing softly:
“Ding Chuan freshman, if you want to walk out of here today, why not listen to my advice?”
With a voice filled with an inexplicable smile echoing, for some reason, the crowd that had not yet dispersed felt a chill in their hearts.
Nuonuo watched the group warily, ready to rise and shield Mu Fan with her body.
However, just as she was about to stand, the seated Mu Fan suddenly extended a hand and held her down, looking at the young girl’s bright face with a radiant smile.
Then, as everyone watched, Mu Fan calmly turned around and quietly observed them.
The wet suit jacket was draped over the back of the chair.
This was Youshi Wang’s first time seeing Mu Fan at such an upper-class gathering, and despite her delight at seeing him, her concern was evident as she waved her hand gently with a smile.
Mu Fan blinked lightly, a tacit greeting.
Then his gaze shifted to Donatello, his expression impassive.
Well, why waste words on someone who’s about to die?
And this attitude was taken by everyone to mean he was ready to listen to Donatello’s conditions.
Everyone, that is, except Wang Nuonuo, whose understanding of Mu Fan was…
Deeper than anyone else’s!
A man who dared to stand in front of hundreds of gun barrels and fire three shots, would he calmly listen to the conditions of his enemy?
She was only worried Mu Fan might get hurt, as for the rest?
She didn’t care…
Finally getting a clear view of Mu Fan, Donatello smiled after a moment of silence, “Your circle has probably never reached this level, so you might not understand the significance of the people present today, you might not even know who Rupert is. But, since Young Master Youshi is here, I’ll give you a chance…”
Mu Fan remained calm, only raising his eyebrows slightly.
Noticing Mu Fan’s demeanor, Youshi Jun showed a hint of interest in his eyes from afar.
This person was somewhat intriguing.
“Do it, and you can leave. Fail, and you will be taken where you ought to go, a place I believe you would rather not visit,” Donatello very much enjoyed the feeling of controlling the atmosphere.
Mu Fan even closed his eyes, as if resigning himself to fate.
Donatello sneered coldly before finally stating his condition.
His voice was ice cold, merely six words, yet it sent shivers down the spines of those listening.
“Kneel down, and I’ll spare you.”
The socialites watching from a distance didn’t find such behavior vulgar in the slightest – Donatello was after all a top-tier noble, so it was perfectly normal for him to make an ordinary person kneel and beg for mercy.
Oh Mu Fan, four of the seven major families have their young generation here today. This isn’t the barbaric arena, and you don’t have your Mecha to rely on.
I’m very much looking forward to your reaction… Hahaha!
People turned their gaze towards Mu Fan.
Tsk…
Suddenly, a scoff arose.
Mu Fan opened his eyes, his gaze mockingly sweeping over the crowd, then fixed on Donatello.
“Do you know what I detest the most?”
He spoke softly, then continued without waiting for a response: “It’s someone as presumptuous as you.”
“Ask me to kneel… Ha.”
“Who the hell do you think you are?”
Mockery hung lightly on Mu Fan’s face as he looked into Donatello’s eyes.
If the Fleet could break through the Star Ring defense line of Blue Capital Star once more, he wouldn’t mind having the Shadow Fleet appear right here.
Compared to the vision once conjured in his mind, a firmament filled with shadows, the people before him appeared pathetically…
Pitiful.
Were creatures boasting nobility while being as weak as dogs worthy of his respect?
Moreover, you have no idea what my ace in the hole is for coming here today.
Contemptuous coldness was evident in Mu Fan’s eyes.
Across him, Donatello’s gaze also turned cruel.