Top-tier Unruly Master

As Ding Fan stepped out, he completely destroyed Tang Na and Lao Wu's consciousness with his Divine Sense, leaving them to spend the rest of their lives as fools.

Currently, Ding Fan had urgent matters to attend to at Shanshui Renjia and had absolutely no time to care for Tang Na and Lao Wu, so rendering them foolish was the most convenient and feasible method.

...

Honggang City, Shanshui Renjia Resort.

Located by Cuiwei Lake to the west of Honggang City, Shanshui Renjia Resort boasted a captivating landscape. A few years ago, a wealthy tycoon from Honggang City invested in this resort's construction.

The resort's hardware facilities were among the best in the country. The hotel in the resort was comparable to a Five Star one. In addition to this, the resort also had a picking garden, hunting grounds, and farm stays…

Because Shanshui Renjia was famed as a high-end expense spot, playing for a day here without spending thirty to fifty thousand was practically impossible; thus, it attracted many wealthy individuals.

Despite the high cost, the services were truly top-notch, so during the scorching summers, wealthy individuals from surrounding cities of Honggang would often come here to escape the heat.

At this moment, within a private room of the hotel at Shanshui Renjia.

A middle-aged man dressed in a Tang suit stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the private room, overseeing the entire scenery of Shanshui Renjia from his angle.

The middle-aged man wasn't particularly tall, about 1.7 meters, but he exuded an aura of efficiency and decisiveness that hinted at a capacity for ruthless action.

The man's gaze was dark and cold…

This middle-aged individual was none other than Lin Jiacheng, the Helmsman of the Azure Dragon subgang among the twelve divisions of the Honggang Brotherhood.

Behind the middle-aged man stood another, wearing glasses and a suit. Yet his flickering eyes revealed a mind deep in schemes.

This man was Zhu Qing, Lin Jiacheng's strategist.

"Brother Lin, Lin Beijiang will arrive in ten minutes."

Lin Beijiang, the grandfather of Lin Zhanting, Lin Qingqing, and Lin Yanxi. The Helmsman of the Lin Family who had yet to make an appearance.

Lin Jiacheng continued to gaze out at the night view of Shanshui Renjia. "Have the others we invited arrived yet?"

Zhu Qing nodded. "They have all arrived. The head of the Honggang Brotherhood, Ghost Brother, will be here soon. Although the people from the Three Flames Gate didn't come, the leader of the White Lotus Sect has accepted our invitation. With the support of the Brotherhood and the White Lotus Sect, that old ghost of the Lin Family will have no choice but to obey," he said.

"The White Lotus Sect? They agreed to help us?" Lin Jiacheng asked with some skepticism.

"Big brother, with the right benefits, why wouldn't they help us? Money talks. When it comes to interests, everyone is the same. The absence of the Three Flames Gate doesn't matter; the White Lotus Sect alone can intimidate the Lin Family."

Lin Jiacheng nodded firmly in agreement before speaking. "Are all those old ghosts who used to serve the Lin Family here?"

"Many of those old-timers are set in their ways and unwilling to oppose Lin Beijiang, but Qiu Mingcheng, who once served as a general manager for Lin Beijiang, has come," Zhu Qing remarked.

Qiu Mingcheng?!

At the mention of this name, Lin Jiacheng's eyes lit up. Others might not know Qiu Mingcheng, but he did. This man had been highly esteemed by Lin Beijiang in the Lin Corporation; his prestige in the company was almost on par with Lin Beijiang. Without Qiu Mingcheng's significant reforms back then, the Lin Family would not have achieved their current status.

"Zhu Qing, has Qiu Mingcheng openly declared his stance with us?"

Zhu Qing smiled. "Big brother, don't you trust me in handling matters? After retiring, Qiu Mingcheng has been living reclusively in a mountain village. To have fought for the Lin Family and secured such a vast territory, only to end up in a mountain village, that kind of treatment would leave anyone feeling unbalanced," he said.

A glimmer of warmth finally softened Lin Jiacheng's otherwise stern face. "With Qiu Mingcheng in our hand, our chances of success tonight are even higher."

"Big brother, just wait to reclaim everything you've lost tonight. We have invited almost every influential figure in Honggang City, and the majority have secretly expressed their support for you. With the White Lotus Sect and the Brotherhood behind us, even the formidable Lin Beijiang won't stand a chance tonight!" Zhu Qing assured him.

Lin Jiacheng slowly picked up a stemmed glass, his gaze fixating on the wine swirling within.

"What belongs to me, I will surely take it all back."

...

When Ding Fan, Lin Yanxi, and Hu Jin arrived at the main entrance of Shanshui Renjia, there were already quite a few people there.

On his way here, Ding Fan had called Lin Zhanting. However, the phone wasn't the place to make things clear, and all Ding Fan could do was remind Lin Zhanting to be cautious.

From Lin Zhanting's demeanor, Ding Fan had perceived the Lin Family's approach to dealing with issues—unmoved even if Mount Tai were to crumble in front of them.

Ding Fan did not expect Lin Zhanting, aware of the arrangements at Shanshui Renjia by Lin Jiacheng, to chicken out. To do so would be unmanly, and Ding Fan would have disdain for such a person.

Ding Fan, Lin Yanxi, and Hu Jin parked their car and then prepared to head into the Shanshui Renjia to wait for Lin Zhanting and the others.

However, as soon as Ding Fan and Lin Yanxi had parked their car, a person approached them.

"Kid, move this junk heap already. Shanshui Renjia is reserved for tonight. If you're looking to hang out, then scram!"

The person speaking was dressed as an attendant. The car Ding Fan and his party arrived in was an old model Jetta.

At this moment in the parking lot, luxury cars like Audis worth several hundred thousand were rare, let alone this shabby Jetta worth a few tens of thousands. Seeing Ding Fan's simple attire, the attendant looked down on him and swaggered over.

"I'm here to attend the banquet," Ding Fan said in an even tone.

As for such contemptuous people, Ding Fan really didn't care to pay them any mind. He had serious matters to attend to and didn't want to waste time explaining his purpose here.

"Fuck, you're here for the banquet? Are you fucking kidding me? You can't live without showing off, can you?" The attendant huffed and then his gaze unabashedly sized up Ding Fan from head to toe.

"Tonight, it's the Lin Family from Honggang City who have booked the place. The guests are all prominent figures from Honggang City. Tell me, what kind of onion are you, and why on earth would the Lin Family invite you? Let me tell you, kid, tonight the Lin Family has reserved this place. If you cause trouble, don't blame me for being rude. Get in your junk car and get lost!"

Ding Fan was annoyed.

He had important affairs to handle today, yet he hadn't expected to encounter such a stupid attendant here.

"Scram!"

Ding Fan couldn't be bothered to talk to the attendant any longer and kicked out, sending the still pompous attendant tumbling to the ground.

"Fuck! You fucking dare hit me." The attendant hadn't expected Ding Fan to actually strike him first.

It was the Lin Family's reservation at the venue tonight, and this attendant hadn't had such an opportunity to act tough in eight hundred years. He single-handedly managed the entire parking lot, which was full of luxury and sports cars...

After seeing Ding Fan's old car, he had wanted to swagger over to show off and enjoy himself. But instead of the grovelling he had anticipated, he had received a kick from the person he was mocking.

Slap...

The attendant had just gotten up off the ground, not even standing steady, when Ding Fan already slapped him, sending his front teeth flying.

In truth, Ding Fan didn't really bother about such trivial attendants.

But since the attendant had cursed using "your mother," Ding Fan decided to give him a harsher lesson.

"If you don't learn to speak properly, I'll knock out all the teeth in your mouth..." Ding Fan said calmly, but his expression was stern.

The attendant who got hit wanted to say a few words to save face, but facing Ding Fan's intimidating presence, he didn't dare to speak recklessly.

By now, quite a few people had gathered around. Many saw the scene where Ding Fan knocked out the attendant's front teeth, and the attendant immediately took out a walkie-talkie.

"Captain Huang, come quickly! There's trouble at the parking lot..."

Over the past couple of days, Lin Yanxi and Hu Jin were accustomed to such scenes. The two stood unfazed behind Ding Fan, both worrying for the attendant.

A person like Ding Fan was not someone a mere attendant could provoke...

Seeing the attendant call for help on the walkie-talkie, Ding Fan instead stood with his hands behind his back, without any intention to leave.

If he were to be scared off just because the attendant called for backup, that was something Ding Fan couldn't do. It seemed he couldn't leave until he resolved the attendant's issue.

Before long, four individuals dressed in security uniforms ran out from the Shanshui Renjia.

"Captain Huang, this is the bastard that hit me, look, my front teeth have been knocked out!" The attendant rushed over to greet his people as if he had seen family members, pointing at Ding Fan's direction with his hand.

The security team captain, referred to by the attendant as Captain Huang, was an athletic man in his thirties. After hearing the attendant's story, he rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Ding Fan.

"Kid, do you have any idea where you are? Are you fucking sick of living?" Having said that, Captain Huang reached out to grab Ding Fan's neck.

If Ding Fan were to be grabbed by the throat by a mere security team captain, he might as well give up on Cultivation.

Just as the man was about to grab Ding Fan's neck, Ding Fan kicked out. The security team captain, not even comprehending what was happening yet, was already toppled to the ground by Ding Fan's kick.

"Scram!"...