Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

Zhu Bufan followed behind Wen Yang, who knew that just after taking a few steps, suddenly, a security guard burst out.

"Where did this beggar come from? Go, go, get the hell out of here! Is this a place for a beggar like you?" the security guard barked at Zhu Bufan.

Zhu Bufan was splashed all over with sewage and looked extremely disheveled, hardly distinguishable from an actual beggar. So, it was within reason that the security guard came out to shoo him away.

"Oh! That, I came with Wen Yang for a bath!" Zhu Bufan said indifferently.

"Haha, you came with Young Master Wen?" the security guard said disdainfully as he looked at Zhu Bufan.

"Yeah!" Zhu Bufan replied nonchalantly.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You came with Young Master Wen? Why don't you say you were invited by our boss for the bath? Let me tell you, scram now, or I won't be polite to you anymore," the security guard's face suddenly turned grim as he spoke to Zhu Bufan.

"Heh! What if I don't scram?" Zhu Bufan said with a harmless smile, staring at the security guard.

The security guard looked into Zhu Bufan's eyes and felt disoriented for a moment, shuddering internally, thinking to himself: "When he looks at me, why do I feel like I'm being stared at by a venomous snake?"

"Damn it, I, a beggar, shouldn't be afraid," the security guard steadied himself and reassured himself internally.

Then he scolded Zhu Bufan again: "Little beggar, this is not a place for you, scram now, or I'll really get nasty!"

"Oh! Is that so? Well, I'd like to see how you're going to be nasty to me," Zhu Bufan spoke calmly, completely dismissing the security guard.

The security guard's face changed drastically, thinking, 'Damn it, dare to belittle me? If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know the difference between a woman and a man's chest.'

Instantaneously, the security guard made his move, reaching out to grab Zhu Bufan, intending to pick him up and toss him onto the street.

It was because, seeing Zhu Bufan's frail body, the security guard thought it would be as easy as flinging a chick.

But the next moment, his expression changed; grabbing Zhu Bufan was like grabbing a boulder, completely immovable.

Walking ahead with his arms around Sister Hua's waist, Wen Yang suddenly remembered something and turned his head abruptly.

"What are you doing?" Wen Yang, extremely displeased, scolded the security guard holding Zhu Bufan.

The security guard quickly let go upon hearing Wen Yang's scolding.

"Sister Hua, is this how you treat guests here?" Wen Yang then released his arm from around Sister Hua's waist and spoke unhappily.

Sister Hua was taken aback, then looked at Zhu Bufan and then at Wen Yang's displeased face, instantly realizing that the man who appeared to be a beggar might be related to Wen Yang. Those who mingle in such places naturally have sharp eyes.

"Young Master Wen, don't be angry. It's my subordinate's fault for poor judgment. I ask for your forgiveness!" Sister Hua immediately plastered a smile and said to Wen Yang, then walked straight towards Zhu Bufan and landed a resounding slap on the security guard's face. She was also furiously cursing:

"Damn lackey, don't you have eyes? Such a handsome and trendy guy, dressing so fashionably, and he's with Young Master Wen. Obviously, he's a friend or brother of our Young Master Wen. Did you grow dog's eyes or something?"

Sister Hua, being seasoned in these venues, deftly handled such situations. And look, hasn't Wen Yang's displeasure vanished immediately?

Instead of directly saying Zhu Bufan's clothes might have accidently gotten dirty, she praised his flamboyant and trendy dress. This not only flattered Wen Yang's status and discernment but also complimented Zhu Bufan.

"Um, Young Master Wen, my subordinate was blind, my apologies. For today, all the expenses of your friend here are on the house. What do you think about that?" Sister Hua scolded the security guard and then turned towards Wen Yang.

"Sister Hua, that's not necessary! Besides, I don't care about the money. It's up to my brother here, right?" Wen Yang replied with a smile.

Hearing Wen Yang say this, Sister Hua instantly understood. She had proposed the waiver because she knew someone generous like Wen Yang wouldn't actually let her write off his bill. Secondly, she wanted to gauge the relationship between this beggar-like man and Wen Yang.

"Apologize!" Sister Hua turned to the security guard and commanded. Now that she had a sense of the special relationship between this beggar-like man and Wen Yang, she had her plan.

Upon hearing Sister Hua's rebuke, the security guard hurriedly bent over and apologized to Zhu Bufan, "Big brother, it was my fault for not recognizing a great person. My apologies."

Zhu Bufan raised his hand and said to the security guard, "It's fine. My getup gets me chased out wherever I go, no worries."

As soon as Zhu Bufan finished, Sister Hua sternly told the security guard, "Alright, you can go now!"

"Yes, Sister Hua!" The guard said and left.

"Little brother, I'm really sorry, my subordinates are like empty rice buckets with no eyes. I hope you won't stoop to their level. To express my apology, everything for you tonight is on the house. What do you think?" Sister Hua said to Zhu Bufan.

Zhu Bufan's eyes narrowed, finding Sister Hua quite slick, then smiled at her:

"Heh, it's alright. Only someone like Sister Hua could be so nice about someone as flamboyant and trendy as myself! Writing off the bill has no impact on me. Today, it's Young Master Wen who's brought me here, and as he just said, we don't care about the money, so no need for such courtesy," Zhu Bufan responded.

Sister Hua's heart skipped a beat, recognizing this beggar-like man was not ordinary. His response indicated some dissatisfaction with what had happened, making her realize it was probably best to waive the bill for him after all.

Sister Hua didn't expect Zhu Bufan to spend much if he had come alone, but since he was with Wen Yang, it was different. Wen Yang, who had always spent big, would not leave without spending tens of thousands in one evening. Though this was not a large amount for the bathhouse, the commission was quite substantial for herself. Being the manager was no simple role.

"Young Master Wen, your friend is quite polite. Seems like you'll be bleeding money tonight," Sister Hua decided to not focus on Zhu Bufan any longer, looking to Wen Yang, the generous young master, to earn a better commission.

"Haha, it's fine, it's fine. As long as my brother is having a good time, money is no issue," Wen Yang said with an air of indifference.

"Young Master Wen, you have nothing to worry about, Sister Hua will take care of everything personally, ensuring your brother is satisfied," Sister Hua said, squinting her eyes.

"Haha, then I'll have to trouble you, Sister Hua," said Wen Yang.

"No trouble, it's what I should do!"

All of this was observed by Zhu Bufan, as he wondered what kind of person this Wen Yang really was?

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