Top-tier Unruly Master

Ding Fan looked at the person called Brother Ze, who was ingratiating himself, and Ding Fan became somewhat puzzled. What kind of person was this Cheng Bufan, really?

The man called Brother Ze was not someone easily dealt with, yet even such a person was so submissive in front of Cheng Bufan.

"These two are my friends," Cheng Bufan said without any superfluous words.

"So they are friends of Brother Cheng, I was blind, I was blind..." said the man called Brother Ze with a smile plastered across his face.

"You have nothing to do here, take your men and get out," Cheng Bufan said.

The man called Brother Ze, surprisingly didn't show any displeasure towards Cheng Bufan's attitude. He immediately did not dare to stay any longer and turned around to leave.

"Thanks..." Ding Fan said to Cheng Bufan.

Even though Ding Fan was confident he could have handled them directly even if Cheng Bufan hadn't intervened, polite words were still necessary.

"You won't find what you're looking for here," Cheng Bufan said on the side.

Ding Fan glanced at Cheng Bufan.

Cheng Bufan, however, didn't wait for Ding Fan to ask and directly said, "I mentioned before, there's a place you might be interested in, perhaps there you'll find what you want. Come to my store at three tomorrow."

After speaking, Cheng Bufan turned and left.

Watching Cheng Bufan's departing figure, Mu Zi's brows furrowed, and he approached Ding Fan. "Brother Fan, this man is a bit peculiar."

Ding Fan nodded.

If Mu Zi could feel that this man was peculiar, then it was needless to say for Ding Fan himself.

He was both unalarmed by the Ink Monkey and impassive in just a few sentences that drove away Brother Ze. It would be strange if this man weren't peculiar.

"Brother Fan, will you come to see him tomorrow?" Mu Zi asked on the side.

Without any hesitation, Ding Fan nodded. "Of course, I will."

Now, Mei Li's wound was very severe, and every day without treatment added an additional layer of danger to her condition. Hence, even if there was a sliver of hope, Ding Fan would indeed go.

"Brother Fan, let me come with you tomorrow, an extra person can offer extra help," Mu Zi said with genuine concern.

Ding Fan didn't want to bring Mu Zi. However, seeing the sincerity in Mu Zi's face, Ding Fan could tell that even if he said no, she would probably follow surreptitiously. With Mu Zi's cleverness, if she wanted to go, there probably wouldn't be anyone who could stop her.

Thus, Ding Fan nodded. It was better to keep her close and under his watch, where he could ensure her safety.

Since the black market did not have what they were looking for, the two directly left.

The next day, not long before three in the afternoon, Mu Zi was already driving the car with Ding Fan, and they arrived at the entrance of Cheng Bufan's antique store.

No sooner had the two alighted from the car than Cheng Bufan was already standing at the entrance of the store.

"Friend, quite punctual," Cheng Bufan said with his usual ethereal demeanor, his every move displaying effortless grace.

Ding Fan nodded. "I don't know where we are headed next."

What concerned Ding Fan the most now was the Soul Gathering Herb. Without hurrying to refine the antidote, Mei Li's injuries would only increase in danger.

Cheng Bufan smiled, then began leading the way directly to a black sedan parked nearby.

Ding Fan might not know much about cars, but from the vehicle's sleek design and the quality of its exterior paint job, it was clear this car wasn't cheap.

After Cheng Bufan got into the car, Ding Fan and Mu Zi followed suit. Then Cheng Bufan started the vehicle.

Cheng Bufan drove them out of the five rings of Yanjing, which is revered as a super-metropolis worldwide, its scale much larger than a typical city. Although their car had already driven beyond the fifth ring, the surroundings were still bustling and lively.

Eventually, Cheng Bufan pulled up in front of a nightclub.

The nightclub was named 'Heaven on Earth Match.'

'Heaven on Earth' was a nationally renowned nightclub in Yanjing, and this nightclub, whose name suggested a rivalry in its very title, could hardly mask its intention to compete.

Heaven on Earth Match was a standalone building with four floors. Although they had yet to enter, even the exterior of the nightclub suggested opulence and high-end status. Without even seeing the inside, one could guess the luxuriousness it contained.

Cheng Bufan parked the car in the nightclub's parking lot and then got out of the car.

Ding Fan and Mu Zi immediately followed suit, and the three of them approached the entrance to the Heaven on Earth Match. Cheng Bufan took out a few red old head tickets and with a slight flick, handed them over as tips to the attendants at the door.

Several attendants quickly bowed and thanked them profusely.

However, Cheng Bufan, along with Ding Fan, didn't enter the nightclub to play. Instead, Cheng Bufan led Ding Fan and Mu Zi directly to an underground warehouse beneath the nightclub.

The entrance to the underground warehouse was indeed guarded. As the guards heard someone approaching, they all stood up vigilantly, but upon seeing Cheng Bufan, they dismissed any concern.

From this, it was clear that Cheng Bufan was a regular here.

"Brother Cheng, I heard that Hua Hudie brought back some treasures tonight..." At this moment, one of the guards, speaking to Cheng Bufan at his side, said.

"Treasures?" Cheng Bufan's eyes lit up.

Cheng Bufan then pulled out a stack of red bills from his pocket and tossed it directly in front of the guard who had just spoken to him.

The guard promptly smiled broadly. "Brother Cheng, you're being too generous... thank you, thank you..."

"Brother Cheng, who are these two?" At this point, another guard pointed at Ding Fan and Mu Zi standing behind Cheng Bufan.

"My friends," Cheng Bufan said indifferently. "Is there a problem?"

"No... no problem, Brother Cheng's friends, how could there possibly be a problem? Even if there was, with us brothers here, it would definitely not be a problem."

Cheng Bufan then threw another stack of cash over, and the man was once again grateful.

"Hurry up and open the gate for Brother Cheng..."

At this point, someone ran into an abandoned hut. Shortly after, a series of creaking sounds came, and following that, a wall slowly moved to reveal an iron gate in front of Ding Fan and Mu Zi.

Someone had already opened the iron gate, and Ding Fan and Mu Zi, followed by Cheng Bufan, entered through it.

They hadn't walked far into the iron gate when they began to hear bustling noises. A little later, the trio arrived at a fairly large underground hall.

The hall itself was quite large, at least from the outside, the size of a regular basketball court was not necessarily bigger than this place.

Meanwhile, Ding Fan was surprised.

The underground space was bustling with a crowd, indicating that there were many people here.

"We are hosting an auction tonight, and if you're lucky, you might be able to get your hands on the Soul Gathering Herb!" Cheng Bufan stated after they arrived.

An auction?

Peering through the crowd, Ding Fan indeed saw a table at the center amidst the crowd, equipped with a small gavel and beside it, a copper bell, certainly resembling an auction setting.

"You're the director of Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical Factory from Dancheng, right?" At that moment, a voice came from the side.

Ding Fan turned toward the sound. There, a voluptuous woman, heavily made up, appeared in front of him.

Ding Fan looked at the woman twice; he had no recollection of her, clearly indicating he did not know this woman. However, this wasn't particularly strange.

Back then, in front of all the journalists, he had badly injured Elisa. Certainly, the number of people who saw that video wasn't small, and the voluptuous woman in front of him had obviously seen the video that day.

However, though Ding Fan was the general manager of the Dancheng Branch Company, she only recognized him as the director of Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical Factory.

"Is there something you need from me?" Ding Fan glanced at the woman and said indifferently.

"It really is you, little brother, you are quite handsome..." As the voluptuous woman spoke, she even started fluttering her eyelashes and smiling.

In this world, not only men are lecherous, women are the same. There's a saying, isn't there? "Thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger, fifty sitting on the ground sucking dirt."

The voluptuous woman, judging by her age, seemed to be at that wolf-tiger age.

Ding Fan was not interested in indulging such a person in conversation, but just as he turned to leave, a man's voice came from the side.

"Xiao Shan, who is this pretty boy? Do you know him?" At this moment, an elder in his sixties came over.

After the elder approached, he directly pinched the voluptuous woman's buttocks. If it weren't for this intimate gesture, Ding Fan might have thought these two were grandparent and grandchild, but now it seemed, these two were definitely not decent people.

"Old sweetheart, are you jealous?" The voluptuous woman said while giggling. "My heart and my body are yours, I won't be taken away by anyone else."

As she spoke, she pressed her large chest against the elder's body.

The elder then wrapped his arms around the voluptuous woman, but his eyes were full of provocation as he stared at Ding Fan.

"Kid, stay away from my woman, or I'll make sure you die an ugly death."

"What are you talking about, Brother Fan didn't even try to bother her, it was your woman who came over to strike up a conversation with Brother Fan..." At this point, Mu Zi promptly stood up.

"Forget it, Mu Zi, let's not waste words with a dying man, let's just go," Ding Fan pulled Mu Zi aside and said.

"F***, who are you calling a dying man?" The elder's expression darkened.