Zhuo Bufan stood next to a willow tree that was as big as a person's arms. She punched the trunk of the willow tree, and the green leaves fell like rain. There was a hole in the trunk of the tree.
"The progress of my cultivation is still too slow. The spiritual energy on earth is thin, and the resources of medicinal herbs are scarce. Even if there are old medicinal herbs, they would still cost a lot. Otherwise, I would have refined the Peiyuan Pill first, so that my cultivation could improve further," Zhuo Bufan mumbled to himself as he retracted his fist.
He had been thinking along the way that he could not ask Ye Zi for money again, right? Otherwise, she would really think that he was a gigolo who lived off a woman.
Moreover, the company was in trouble now, and Ye Ziqin must be under a lot of financial pressure.
"Sigh, money, partner, method, and land. It's really hard to do anything without money," Zhuo Bufan thought to himself.
He walked and thought, and before he knew it, he had already returned to the entrance of the villa. There was a black Land Rover parked outside. Seeing him, a few people in black got out of the car.
Zhuo Bufan frowned. These people were none other than Silver Tiger and San Hu. Both of their arms were wrapped in plaster casts and bandages.
"You guys still want to take revenge on me?" A murderous look flashed in Zhuo Bufan's eyes.
"Mr. Zhuo, we are not here to cause trouble." Silver Tiger had a flattering smile on his face. He kicked San Hu's butt and scolded, "Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Zhuo."
San Hu bowed and groveled, nodding and bowing, "Mister Zhuo, I had eyes but failed to recognize Mt. Tai, please forgive me."
Seeing the other party's attitude, Zhuo Bufan's eyes were filled with doubt. She smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Tell me, what are you here for?"
"Mr Zhuo, it's our Lord Tian who wants to see you. He has already prepared delicacies for you in Zhenguan Yuan," Silver Tiger bowed and said.
Zhuo Bufan frowned. Zhenguan Yuan was one of the most famous clubs in Jinzhou City. The parking lot was filled with luxury cars such as Rolls-Royce Phantoms and Porsche 911s. If you drove an Audi there, you would be too embarrassed to park there.
In his previous life, Zhuo Bufan had also heard of Chu Tian's name. He was the overlord of Jinzhou's West City's underground society. He never stood up to toast with the district mayor. His status was very high, but in his previous life, Zhuo Bufan was a nobody, so he did not have much contact with this kind of people.
Silver Tiger rolled his eyes and said, "Mr Zhuo, don't worry. I just want to meet you."
From his words, he seemed to think that Zhuo Bufan was afraid that it was a trap and refused to agree.
He also wanted to know why Master Tian was looking for him, so he nodded and said, "Alright, I'll go with you."
Silver Tiger quickly opened the car door and invited him in. The car sped away from the villa area.
Zhenguan Club was named after the Zhenguan Era of the Tang Dynasty. The decoration was antique, with pear blossom and red sandalwood. The road was paved with bluestone, and it was built near the river. Once you entered, you would have the illusion that you had traveled to ancient times.
A classy waitress wearing a classic cheongsam led Zhuo Bufan and the others to the door of a private room on the first floor of the club.
Zhuo Bufan glanced at the waitress and thought to himself, Zhenguan Club is indeed of a high class.
Silver Tiger followed behind and smiled. "If Mr Zhuo likes it, I can arrange for her to have a chat with you later."
Zhuo Bufan shook his head helplessly. This guy had misunderstood him.
Pushing open the door of the private room, Silver Tiger put away his wretched temperament and greeted respectfully, "Master Tian, Big Brother."
A middle-aged man was sitting on a yellow pear blossom chair in the private room. He was dressed in a black Tang suit and exuded the domineering aura of someone who had been in power for a long time. His eyes were bright and piercing.
Beside the middle-aged man stood a man with a straight back. He was in his early thirties and had short black hair. He exuded a cold and sharp aura, like an unsheathed sword. Zhuo Bufan took a closer look and found that the True Yuan in the man's body was flowing. He was a Martial Arts expert.
The middle-aged man should be Chu Tian. He was younger than Zhuo Bufan had imagined. He looked to be in his mid-forties and was full of energy.
"You are Zhuo Bufan? You injured my men. " Chu Tian raised his head, and a bright light flashed through his narrowed eyes. He looked like a half-buddha and half-immortal, and his posture was very arrogant.
Zhuo Bufan nodded and said, "I am Zhuo Bufan. Are you the Master Tian that they are talking about?"
Chu Tian saw that his appearance was ordinary and unremarkable. He even gave people a scholarly feeling because of his fair skin. A trace of disappointment appeared in his eyes. This didn't seem to match up to the Inward Strength master that Silver Tiger had mentioned.
"Hmph, kid, how dare you talk to our Master Tian like that." The short-haired man snorted coldly and stared at Zhuo Bufan with hostility.
"Don't talk to our guest like that." Chu Tian frowned and looked at Zhuo Bufan. "Little brother, please sit."
Zhuo Bufan sat on the sofa and looked at him. "What do you want from me?"
"Little brother, I heard you say that your skills are quite good. You even managed to injure two of my subordinates. However, what I lack the most is talents. As long as you follow me, you will be able to get whatever you want in the future," said Chu Tian, brimming with confidence.
Zhuo Bufan finally understood that he was here to ask him to surrender. He was a Nine Revolution Celestial Venerable. Why would he become the underling of an underworld leader?
"I don't have that intention at the moment." Zhuo Bufan said without hesitation.
Chu Tian's expression froze as a trace of coldness appeared on his face. Even his subordinates were frowning.
No one had ever dared to refuse Master Tian's request.
"Fine, young people are proud and arrogant. Come and find me when you've thought it through." Chu Tian sighed and slowly said.
"But he injured Brother Tiger?" One of his men said with a frown.
Chu Tian waved his hand. It seemed that he did not care about this matter.
Zhuo Bufan stood up and was about to leave. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice.
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