Top-tier Unruly Master

Lin Jiajia never imagined that her doting father would slap her in front of so many people.

Her face was full of grievance. She had initially wanted to throw a tantrum, but when she saw Lin Jiacheng's expression, she couldn't help but feel a chill.

It was a chill Lin Jiajia had never felt before; for a moment, she actually felt scared…

"Take the young lady to the private room to rest for a bit," Lin Jiacheng said to an aide by his side.

At this, a shrewd aide had already walked over and led Lin Jiajia out.

Lin Jiajia had initially wanted to put Lin Beijiang in his place in front of Honggang City's elite, to show off a bit, but she hadn't managed to do that. Her father, who was supposed to back her up, had instead slapped her…

At that moment, Lin Jiajia gloomily walked away.

Seeing this farcical scene, Lin Beijiang remained unmoved. He glanced at Lin Jiacheng.

"This young friend is not my subordinate; he is an old acquaintance. I came with friends to attend the banquet; there is nothing inappropriate about that, right?"

Lin Beijiang was shrewd and experienced. With Owen and Tian Mao stepping up to support Ding Fan, he adeptly went with the flow. Lin Jiacheng, even if displeased, could only swallow his bitterness.

"Lin Jiacheng, Young Friend Ding Fan is exceptionally skilled in medicine, even I am inferior to him. If such a person is not qualified to attend your banquet, then I am even less so," Tian Mao said from the side.

Tian Mao usually couldn't find an opportunity to support Ding Fan; now that he had the chance to speak up for Ding Fan, he wouldn't miss it.

"If Doctor isn't qualified, then I am even less so…" Owen also clearly stated his stance.

Seeing the scene unfold, Lin Jiacheng felt a wave of displeasure.

Lin Jiacheng had originally wanted to use Ding Fan as a pretext to show Lin Beijiang his power, but instead of intimidating Lin Beijiang, he ended up having two important guests side with him.

In the current situation, Lin Jiacheng couldn't possibly send Ding Fan away.

Earlier, Lin Jiajia had said that Ding Fan was of no renown, a nobody…

But now, a world-renowned Nobel laureate in medicine, everyone is addressing him as Doctor. With just this point alone, how could Ding Fan be of no renown?

Furthermore, Tian Mao, who is considered a living fossil of traditional Chinese medicine, claimed that his medical skills were inferior to Ding Fan's. With this point alone, how could Ding Fan be just an ordinary person…

Lin Jiacheng saw clearly that if he insisted on preventing Ding Fan from entering the banquet hall, Owen and Tian Mao would definitely leave the scene, which would be a slap in his own face…

"Young Friend Ding Fan, I apologize for my earlier discourtesy. Please don't take offense, come inside, please," Lin Jiacheng said, smiling and gesturing invitingly at Ding Fan.

At this moment, Ding Fan paid no attention to Lin Jiacheng nearby; instead, he turned and gestured invitingly to Lin Beijiang. "Elder Lin, after you."

Lin Beijiang smiled faintly; he knew this was Ding Fan giving him respect. He looked at Ding Fan with great admiration, calm amid chaos, knowing when to advance or retreat, promising a boundless future.

However, Lin Beijiang said nothing at the moment, but walked with an upbeat expression into the banquet hall.

Once Lin Beijiang led everyone into the banquet hall, Lin Jiacheng's expression grew uglier.

"This is just the first round; the true victor is the one who laughs last."

…

After entering the banquet hall, Ding Fan, Lin Zhanting, Lin Yanxi, Hu Jin, and several Lin family's attendants all accompanied Elder Lin into a private room to rest.

Tian Mao and Owen, looking like two attendants, stayed close to Ding Fan's side.

Before long, a man in a suit knocked on the private room door.

This man in the suit was sent by Lin Jiacheng, who requested that Elder Lin Beijiang come to sit at the front.

Since Lin Beijiang was the guest of honor today, he had to sit at the host's table, while Ding Fan, no matter how you look at it, could only sit as a guest.

As Lin Beijiang was accompanied by Lin Zhanting, so Ding Fan briefly instructed Lin Zhanting.

From what had transpired today, Lin Jiacheng's preparations were undoubtedly thorough, so resolving tonight's affairs amicably was simply impossible.

Lin Zhanting accompanied Lin Beijiang to the main table. Ding Fan was not idle either. After briefly exchanging a few words with Tian Mao and Owen, he began to walk around the banquet hall.

The banquet hall of Shanshui Renjia was not small, perhaps spanning several hundred square meters. At that moment, the hall was filled with singing, well-dressed guests, and attendants weaving through the crowd. In the dance area, some were dancing graciously.

Ding Fan got himself a glass of red wine and casually sat in an inconspicuous corner, releasing his Divine Sense.

Soon, he discovered that outside the banquet hall, there were dozens of gunmen lying in ambush. It seemed that Lin Jiacheng was determined to have his way that night.

However, just as Ding Fan was withdrawing his Divine Sense, a strong aura passed by him.

Ding Fan was taken aback. Judging from that aura, the person who possessed it could only be an Earth Level Expert.

In the Secular World, Earth Level Experts were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, yet there was one in this banquet hall.

Ding Fan immediately looked in the direction from which the aura came. It turned out that a short middle-aged man had walked past Ding Fan, and that powerful aura was emanating from him.

However, what surprised Ding Fan even more was that the short middle-aged man had an aura that Ding Fan found very familiar.

After pondering for a moment, Ding Fan figured out where the aura came from.

Back in Dongcheng, Ding Fan had killed several disciples of the White Lotus Sect. The aura of those disciples was very similar to that of this man.

The only difference was that this man's aura was more overbearing.

Ding Fan frowned slightly. It seemed that the matters tonight were not going to be easy to handle, as people from the White Lotus Sect were involved.

After contemplating for a while, Ding Fan had a plan for the current situation. He took out his phone and walked to a corner where no one was present.

"Zhunxing, it's Ding Fan..."

...

At this time, in the main hall of the banquet hall.

Lin Beijiang, accompanied by Lin Zhanting, arrived at the main hall, which was already filled with quite a few people. To Lin Beijiang's surprise, some of them were old subordinates he hadn't seen for decades.

"Elder Lin, it's been decades. I wonder if you still remember me..."

At this moment, an elderly man with white hair, sitting in a wheelchair, slightly lifted his chin and spoke in a somewhat hostile tone to Lin Beijiang.

Lin Beijiang looked over and recognized the man after seeing him.

The man was named Li Jishen.

Decades ago, he had been a vice-manager of the Tianyang Group, but later embezzled company funds and fled to Brazil. Enraged, Lin Beijiang sent people to Brazil, who broke both of his legs.

One could say that there was a deep-seated enmity over broken legs between him and Li Jishen, and yet Lin Jiacheng had invited Li Jishen here, which was undoubtedly a declaration of war against him.

"Director Lin, I didn't expect that after so many years, you'd still be in such robust health. I thought you had died long ago. It really seems that good people don't live long; misfortunes heap up for a thousand years..."

At this moment, another elder with a pipe in his mouth hummed lightly and spoke.

Upon seeing this elder, Lin Beijiang, who usually didn't show his emotions easily, frowned slightly.

The speaker was the former general manager of the Tianyang Group, named Qiu Mingcheng.

In earlier years, many of Tianyang Group's development plans were almost all planned by him. He could be said to be an indispensable creator of the Tianyang Group.

This Qiu Mingcheng, back then, had almost the same prestige as Lin Beijiang in the Tianyang Group, which shows how renowned Qiu Mingcheng had been.

However, later on, Qiu Mingcheng used Tianyang Group's port for smuggling drugs. After several unsuccessful admonitions by Lin Beijiang, he directly gave Qiu Mingcheng some money and expelled him from the company.

Since then, they had not seen each other until now.

Today, Lin Jiacheng's banquet to welcome Lin Beijiang back to his hometown was filled with Lin Beijiang's former enemies, clearly showing Lin Beijiang's malevolence.

Lin Beijiang glanced back at Lin Jiacheng, who was nearby.

At that moment, Lin Jiacheng was smiling, appearing completely oblivious. "Uncle, knowing that you were coming back, I specially invited some of your old friends..."

By now, Lin Beijiang no longer intended to continue with this superficial act. His expression became stern.

"Lin Jiacheng, I know that you did not host this banquet with good intentions, but no matter what, it is our Lin Family's business. Yet now, you have invited everyone who has wronged our Lin Family..."

"Criminal?" Before Lin Beijiang could finish, Qiu Mingcheng slowly stood up.

"Lin Beijiang, do you think there would be a Tianyang Group today without me?" Qiu Mingcheng snorted coldly.

"Qiu Mingcheng, you used the port to smuggle drugs, endangering the Lin Family to satisfy your own selfish desires! Are you not a criminal?!" Lin Beijiang said sternly.

"You speak so self-righteously! Lin Beijiang, you are a despicable coward," Qiu Mingcheng snorted coldly. "You should know how your brother was personally sent to the guillotine by you!"

Lin Beijiang's body began to shiver with anger.

"My Lin Family's affairs are none of your concern!"