Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

Zhu Bufan had thought about just making up some random excuse to fob Long Na off.

But he couldn't bring himself to do it, knowing full well he was using her and then lying to her about it, which would only add to his unease. But to tell her the real reason, Zhu Bufan couldn't manage that either and didn't dare to say it.

So he left things ambiguous, which was for the best for both parties. If Long Na trusted him, she would help him. If not, he wouldn't force her.

"I'll help you!" Long Na struggled for a while before replying.

"Thank you!"

...

After leaving the restaurant, Zhu Bufan went straight back to the Sheraton Hotel.

As for the matter of Long Na's father, Zhu Bufan was confident; he believed that Long Na would certainly help him, since, after all, that girl fancies him.

So now, all Zhu Bufan had to do was wait.

And since it was a matter of waiting, Zhu Bufan made the direct choice to return to where he was staying.

Hence, Zhu Bufan went straight back to the Sheraton Hotel.

But what Zhu Bufan didn't expect upon returning to the Sheraton Hotel

Was that as he approached his room, not far from the door, he found the door to his room wide open, which left Zhu Bufan stunned.

The key was in his possession, wasn't it? How could it be open?

However, Zhu Bufan didn't think much of it. After all, his senior brothers and sisters were also staying here, so Zhu Bufan thought they must have been looking for him when the door was open.

When Zhu Bufan entered the room!

Inside the room sat a middle-aged man of imposing demeanor, and standing beside him a cold-eyed woman, who was very beautiful.

"Uncle Mi, what are you guys doing here?" Zhu Bufan was utterly surprised.

"Zhu Bufan, you're back. We've been waiting for you for a long time," Mi Tao spoke up.

At that moment, Mi Tao no longer had the same look of being dead and haggard as before. He appeared to be in very high spirits.

"Waiting for me? It can't be about him wanting me to marry his daughter before!" Zhu Bufan thought to himself, "It's been so long, how come this old guy still hasn't let it go? Although your daughter is indeed good-looking, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to get into her bed if I married her!"

Zhu Bufan's principle was that if he was to share a bed with a woman, it had to be with her full consent. He would not force any woman, nor take advantage of anyone, nor would he act indecently. Thus, to this day, Zhu Bufan was still a pure virgin.

Zhu Bufan walked over, pulled up a stool and sat down, crossing one leg over the other:

"Uncle Mi, did you come to see me about something important?" Zhu Bufan expressed that it was impossible not to care about being calculated by the Mi Family, because helping them was a matter of life and death, despite the fact that they paid him. Nevertheless, the feeling of being used was still unpleasant. At the same time, he didn't have too much respect for Mi Tao.

Seeing Zhu Bufan being so rude to her father, Mi Cai's expression changed immediately and she gave Zhu Bufan a cold glare:

"Zhu Bufan, can't you speak properly?"

Zhu Bufan glanced at the cold woman: "Can't help it, that's just the way I am. If you don't like it, we might as well just go our separate ways."

Mi Tao let out a faint smile: "No harm done, Xiao Cai, why don't you step out for a moment, I need to discuss something with Zhu Bufan."

"Alright, dad," Mi Cai replied. Then she turned and left.

As she passed by Zhu Bufan, she let out a cold snort.

"My daughter has always been like this, Zhu Bufan, you shouldn't mind it." Once Mi Cai had left the room, and the door was shut, Mi Tao then spoke up.

"I do mind, mind it a great deal," Zhu Bufan remained in his usual careless manner as he spoke.

And he even took out a cigarette and lit it up for himself.

Taking a big drag, he exhaled a puff of smoke towards Mi Tao:

"I mean, you're being awfully rude, opening someone else's door like that. What if you knew I had a priceless treasure here? Tell me, is it my priceless treasure you're after? Just wait a moment. Let me check if my priceless treasure is still here, and if it's not, you owe me big time today."

Zhu Bufan glared at Mi Tao, eyes filled with hostility.

But Mi Tao's face still held that faint smile, as if he didn't take Zhu Bufan's attitude or words to heart at all.

Zhu Bufan didn't care about whatever expression Mi Tao wore on his face; he got up immediately, cigarette in mouth, and went straight to the bedside and pretended to move the pillow:

"Ah... My priceless treasure is gone."

Zhu Bufan cried out in alarm, then turned his head and looked at Mi Tao with an unfriendly stare: "Tell me, did you take it?"

"Heh heh," Mi Tao laughed, "Zhu Bufan, come on, take a look at this first."

In Mi Tao's hands, somehow, there was a letter and a Jade Pendant.

The Jade Pendant was entirely black, and on one side of it was an embroidered dragon, vividly lifelike, as if it could burst through the jade and soar into the sky in an instant. On the other side, two blood-red characters were inscribed: "Anping."

Zhu Bufan's eyes were filled with shock.

He knew what the Jade Pendant stood for. Just by those two characters, Anping, he knew that it was the symbol of the most mysterious and powerful organization in the country.

What shocked Zhu Bufan was not the sight of such a magical and mysterious item, but why was this identity-signifying Jade Pendant in Mi Tao's hands? And what exactly was written in that letter?

All of this, Zhu Bufan couldn't process for a moment.

"Here, Zhu Bufan, take a look at this letter first," Mi Tao handed over the letter, and at the same time, the Jade Pendant vanished from sight.

Seeing this, Zhu Bufan was utterly astonished.

Therefore, Zhu Bufan was momentarily stunned.

But who was Zhu Bufan?

So, he soon regained his composure.

Although he felt it was strange, it wasn't really a big deal.

Of course, Zhu Bufan didn't want to take the letter initially, but after seeing the Jade Pendant disappear, he chose to accept the letter nonetheless.

"Zhu Bufan, comply with all of the organization's arrangements without any complaints. Your mentor, Boxing King."

A short line of text, displaying the authority of Boxing King, reflecting the identity of Mi Tao.

Zhu Bufan truly couldn't understand how Mi Tao could be a member of the Anping Organization. He didn't sense any strong spiritual power fluctuations from Mi Tao; instead, he seemed to have the spiritual power of an ordinary person.

And besides, with a demonized person, Anu, following around him, how could he be from the Anping Organization?

However, Zhu Bufan thought it over carefully:

Being able to keep a demonized person like Anu and directly securing people like Wu Fan, even getting his mentor to write a letter personally...

These were not things an ordinary person could achieve.

But what does it matter? He was forced into Dragon Valley by that old youngster Wu Fan; why should he listen to Boxing King anyhow?