Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

Mi Tao walked over with an endless smile on his face, while Mi Li wore a gloomy expression, like a little wife who had been discarded.

"I say, Uncle, what you did, doesn't seem very proper! This is quite different from what you told me!" Zhu Bufan spoke up.

Mi Tao's smile froze; someone of his stature had never been disrespected like this by anyone, especially not Zhu Bufan. Yet, Zhu Bufan could disrespect him and there was nothing he could do about it, which instantly stoked a fire in Mi Tao's chest.

"In special times, we need special treatment," Mi Tao said with a forced smile.

Beside him, the busty You Yuanyuan was totally confused, unable to make heads or tails of the situation.

Originally, this morning when Mi Li told her that President Mi was getting engaged and asked her to pick up Zhu Bufan for the occasion, and when she learned that President Mi's fiancé was the sleazy Zhu Bufan, she couldn't believe it. If Mi Li hadn't warned her not to talk about it with anyone, she might have already asked her best friends about it.

She had thought this was President Mi's surprise attack, a pleasant surprise, but to unexpected dismay, upon arriving at the billion Emperor Hotel with Zhu Bufan, it looked nothing like an engagement venue—utterly joyless and as dismal as a hotel on the verge of closure.

"What special times? Uncle, this is my engagement to your daughter. Are you really going to fob me off like this?" Zhu Bufan said irritably.

Knowing full well that Mi Tao was playing him, Zhu Bufan wasn't about to give this old man a break. Joking aside, he had to take advantage of his current importance and give Mi Tao a piece of his mind, or else, once his task was done, he would be the one to face the consequences.

Mi Tao looked at Zhu Bufan quite displeased, thinking to himself how suffocating it was. Sigh! If it weren't for Cai'er, would he, Mi Tao, really need to stoop so low?

Had it not been for Cai'er, Mi Tao would have definitely smacked him and finished off Zhu Bufan right there.

"Bufan, don't take it to heart! Let's go up and talk," Mi Tao said, slapping Zhu Bufan's shoulder with a chuckle.

At this moment, Mi Tao felt a burning rage inside. Thinking to himself, even as a formidable man and an elder, he was degrading himself to please someone—he really wanted to slap himself hard.

But Mi Tao was helpless.

Seeing Mi Tao in such a state, Zhu Bufan of course knew when to back off. Otherwise, if he really angered this powerful figure who could just forcefully take what he wanted, he might end up with a double loss and a ruined body.

The third floor of the Emperor Hotel was a banquet hall, often used for birthday parties, weddings, and so forth.

At this moment, Zhu Bufan, Mi Li, and You Yuanyuan made their way to the third floor.

There was a simple check-in desk at the elevator entrance to the third floor, covered in a blue cloth with two baskets of flowers and a sign that read: Registration.

Inside the third-floor banquet hall, the lights shone brightly, but without even the basic music playing, just three tables and matching chairs, it was so lonely.

By now, two of the tables were fully seated.

He could see his relatives from his side, happily eating away.

Mi Tao had said that his aunts and distant cousins all knew about this; it seemed to be true. Of course, Zhu Bufan's parents were also there.

At another table sat Mi Cai, Anu, and a few young men who Zhu Bufan did not recognize. But judging from the fluctuations of their spiritual power, they were formidable figures.

Zhu Bufan frowned slightly and, feeling disgruntled, walked toward the three tables.

Upon seeing Zhu Bufan, the protagonist, arrive, all the relatives on his side immediately stood up, and his parents even walked straight toward him.

It had been a long time since he'd seen his parents. When Zhu Bufan saw them again, his heart filled with an indescribable emotion as he looked at his mother Li Shufen's hair mixed with strands of white. It was then that Zhu Bufan suddenly realized that his parents had aged.

His father, Zhu Zhiqiang, patted his son Zhu Bufan on the shoulder and said:

"Son, you've made something of yourself, bringing home a daughter-in-law without a peep, and I am truly proud of you!"

And his mother Li Shufen was quietly sobbing: "Son, how have you been these days? Let your mom take a look and see if you've lost weight!"

Her eyes were full of compassion, a mother's love perfectly encapsulated in this moment.

Which parents wouldn't worry about their children? The slightest change in their children would prompt them to show concern, asking all kinds of questions. They'd scold and chide with love.

In reality, it was their immense concern for their children.

"Enough, today is your son's engagement, what kind of image are you projecting by crying?" Zhu Zhiqiang, upon seeing his wife Zhang Shufang sobbing, immediately rebuked her.

In fact, he couldn't help but worry for Zhu Bufan! Ever since the last time he was beaten, he had been deeply concerned for Zhu Bufan, his only son. When he heard that the perpetrators were gang members, he trembled with fear and became exceedingly worried for Zhu Bufan, constantly calling him every few days to check on him. It was only when he learned that Zhu Bufan was unharmed that he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But just recently, there was a period when they couldn't get in touch with Zhu Bufan, and both he and Li Shufen were extremely anxious and scared, almost on the verge of going to look for him. They had planned to visit just yesterday, but then Mi Tao sent someone to invite them to their son's engagement, and without a second thought, they went straight there.

Even the relatives who came weren't informed by them, but arranged for by Mi Tao.

This showed just how much they cared and worried for Zhu Bufan.

"How about it? Bufan, are you satisfied?" Mi Tao stepped forward and asked Zhu Bufan.

"Let's have a toast to the father and mother of the family. Today is your son's engagement to my daughter, and we ought to drink a few extra glasses," Mi Tao said as he tugged Zhu Zhiqiang toward the dining table.

At this moment, Mi Cai walked over to Zhu Bufan.

Dressed in a white gown, her hair coiled up slightly, her pure white complexion seemed otherworldly, and her pale red lips were utterly tempting.

Zhu Bufan found himself dazzled.

For an instant, Zhu Bufan's expression turned dreamy as he stared at Mi Cai and muttered to himself: Is this really my wife?

Zhu Bufan couldn't believe it, recalling how a few years ago, he was just a poor nobody, not even daring to fantasize about a goddess, and now that goddess had become his wife.

Indeed, life was full of unexpected changes! A wave of emotions washed over Zhu Bufan.

Mi Cai came over and instinctively took Zhu Bufan's hand. Zhu Bufan didn't refuse her.

At that moment, Zhu Bufan's numerous aunts and uncles, far-flung cousins, and all gathered, holding up their glasses in front of the couple, blessing them with one sentiment after another.

Of course, among them were those who genuinely wished them well, and others who were a mix of admiration, jealousy, and resentment.

Mi Li and You Yuanyuan stood aside, Mi Li's eyes filled with an indescribable emotion, while You Yuanyuan had a look of disbelief.

Just then, a strange laugh broke out:

"For the engagement of two old friends, how could I, the Emperor in black, not be present!"