Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

Originally, Zhu Bufan had planned to just let the long-haired youth go, mentioning compensation merely in passing.

Ten thousand, eighty thousand—such amounts were truly nothing to the current Zhu Bufan, after all, he was now a billionaire.

He had deliberately exposed his back to test whether the long-haired youth was genuinely repentant. Not expecting that the youth would not repent, but instead attempt to strike a lethal blow, Zhu Bufan thought, 'Then you can't blame me for being ruthless.'

So when the long-haired youth drew out his fruit knife, aiming it towards Zhu Bufan's back, Zhu Bufan moved.

He swiftly snatched away the fruit knife, then channeled spiritual power into it, chopping off the youth's arm with a single slash, his face void of any mercy.

For such a villain, Zhu Bufan wouldn't be soft-hearted.

"Alright, you all should leave!" Zhu Bufan glanced at the long-haired youth lying in a pool of blood, and calmly said, "You'd better hurry and take him to the hospital. And you two, if you ever dare to engage in such deeds again, and I find out, I can't guarantee you'll live to see tomorrow morning's dawn."

His eyes narrowed fiercely at the rouged woman and the burly man.

The burly man and the rouged woman shrank their necks, not daring to meet Zhu Bufan's gaze.

Hearing Zhu Bufan telling them to leave, the five yellow-haired hoodlums didn't dare stay longer. Enduring their pain, they supported the long-haired youth, along with the rouged woman and the burly man, and each skulked away from the pavilion.

After these people had left, Zhu Bufan then walked over to Liu Xiaoxiao, who had fainted in the chair.

Just now, after Liu Xiaoxiao had cried out, she saw an arm being chopped off, blood spurting like a fountain onto the ground, and she was frightened into unconsciousness on the spot.

Looking at Liu Xiaoxiao, who had fainted in the chair, Zhu Bufan frowned slightly, picked her up, and quickly left the pavilion.

On a bench in the park!

"You're awake." Seeing that Liu Xiaoxiao had regained consciousness, Zhu Bufan spoke.

Just now, Zhu Bufan had carried Liu Xiaoxiao to the park bench and pinched her philtrum.

"You just now..." Liu Xiaoxiao, who had just woken up, was still obviously frightened by the earlier scene.

"It's nothing! Beauty, you just saw wrong earlier, so... Alright, I should go home now." Zhu Bufan glanced at Liu Xiaoxiao and said.

"Did I really see it wrong? I clearly saw him cutting off that long-haired youth's arm," Liu Xiaoxiao wondered in confusion.

"Hey!" Just as Liu Xiaoxiao was bewildered, Zhu Bufan had already walked a few steps away, and when she looked up, she saw him leaving, which made her call out loudly.

"What's wrong? Beauty." Zhu Bufan stopped and asked frowning.

Liu Xiaoxiao hurriedly got up and jogged over.

"Thank you for saving me," Liu Xiaoxiao said.

"Heh, it was nothing." Zhu Bufan conjured a trace of a smile.

After saying this, Zhu Bufan took his steps again.

"What's your name?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked as she saw Zhu Bufan was about to leave.

"Zhu Bufan."

"My name is Liu Xiaoxiao. Um, can I buy you a meal?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked somewhat awkwardly.

Zhu Bufan looked at Liu Xiaoxiao for a moment.

"Well, I wanted to thank you for saving me, and I don't know how else to thank you, so..." Liu Xiaoxiao's face turned slightly red under Zhu Bufan's gaze, and she hurriedly explained.

"Heh, it's not necessary! Beauty, saving you was just on the way," Zhu Bufan chuckled.

"No, Zhu Bufan, I really do want to thank you. Please accept my offer, okay?" Liu Xiaoxiao became somewhat anxious.

Watching the anxious Liu Xiaoxiao, Zhu Bufan was a bit taken aback.

"Alright then!"

......

Liu Xiaoxiao was holding a large black bag, from which a few stalks of celery were peeking out.

Clearly, these were vegetables Liu Xiaoxiao had just bought from the market.

"Zhu Bufan, I'm sorry! I was planning to invite you to a restaurant, but I..." Liu Xiaoxiao said apologetically.

"Xiaoxiao, you don't need to say anymore, I understand," Zhu Bufan interrupted what Liu Xiaoxiao was about to say.

From the moment Liu Xiaoxiao was haggling with the vendor at the market, Zhu Bufan knew something must be going on at this girl's home. Otherwise, how could a beauty like her argue over a few bucks with the vendor for so long?

Originally, Zhu Bufan intended to help Liu Xiaoxiao carry the large black bag, but she firmly refused.

Liu Xiaoxiao's rented apartment was not far from the park – an old building with no elevator, but it wasn't too high, just on the fourth floor.

Zhu Bufan followed behind Liu Xiaoxiao.

Liu Xiaoxiao remained quiet, and Zhu Bufan did not initiate conversation either.

Soon, they arrived at Liu Xiaoxiao's apartment, where she pulled out her keys to open the door.

The apartment was a one-bedroom with simple decor. Zhu Bufan took a quick glance around; the living room lacked a sofa or a TV, just a wooden table placed there and a few plastic stools.

"Zhu Bufan, please take a seat first, I'll start cooking," Liu Xiaoxiao said upon entering the room.

"No worries, let's do it together!" Zhu Bufan said with a smile.

"Ah..." Liu Xiaoxiao was taken aback.

"I mean, I also know how to cook. I can help you, with two people cooking, it'll be faster," Zhu Bufan felt a bit embarrassed by Liu Xiaoxiao's reaction.

"Oh... no need, I can handle it myself," Liu Xiaoxiao said, "You can just look at..."

As she spoke, Liu Xiaoxiao paused, probably wanting to suggest Zhu Bufan watch TV, but remembering they didn't have a TV to watch, she stopped midway.

"I'll just rest here for a bit," seeing Liu Xiaoxiao's unease, Zhu Bufan immediately grabbed a plastic stool and sat down.

"Okay then..." a glimpse of gloom and inferiority flashed through Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes.

......

Liu Xiaoxiao quickly finished cooking.

Three dishes and a soup!

"Zhu Bufan, sorry it's a bit simple," Liu Xiaoxiao spoke softly, a flicker of struggle passing through her eyes. She had intended to treat Zhu Bufan to a nice meal, but given her recent unemployment, her mother's illness, and the daily need for money, she had no choice but to bring Zhu Bufan to her home.

Looking at the steaming dishes, Zhu Bufan did not pick up his chopsticks.

"Xiaoxiao, are you willing to tell me about your family's situation?" Zhu Bufan contemplated for a while before asking.

To be honest, Zhu Bufan wasn't being nosy, but seeing this woman, he just couldn't help it; he felt an inexplicable pang of heartache.

It was as if a voice inside him was saying that he must help this girl.

"Ah..." Liu Xiaoxiao was caught off guard again by Zhu Bufan's sudden question.

"If you don't want to tell me, I can understand that, after all, we are not familiar," Zhu Bufan continued despite Liu Xiaoxiao's astonishment.

By now, tears had welled up in Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes, seemingly on the verge of falling at any moment.