Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

"Those three youths?"

"Ha, that shows how ignorant you are. Have you not even heard of the Nanli Trio?"

"Nanli Trio?"

"Yes, they are the three most outstanding young talents of the big three families in Nanli City now. Tang Shan from the Tang Family, Song Shuibo from the Song Family, and Zhu Wu from the Zhu Family."

"It seems that these three talents have now become love rivals!"

"Hehe, it's just that I don't know if Miss Song even fancies them? Her status now is not something these collateral branches can match!"

"Shh… Keep your voice down, do you want to die? Are the people from the big three families someone you and I can afford to provoke? Be careful, or disaster may spill from your lips!"

"Shuixian, the grilled meat here is very famous, and from time to time they also supply Fierce Beast Meat," said a burly man filled with manly vigor, his gaze towards the woman occasionally flickering with a hint of infatuation.

"Yeah, Shuixian, don't mind the messy hall, the private rooms upstairs are extremely elegant. Let's go upstairs!" Another youth hastily intervened, eager to show off in front of the woman.

Zhu Wu was not to be outdone, ingratiatingly leading the way.

"Young masters and miss, the private rooms upstairs are full. Could you perhaps make do with eating downstairs in the hall?" a waiter blocked their way and said.

Upon hearing this, the three youths did not speak, but the beautiful woman raised her eyebrows slightly, her already impatient expression turning even colder.

"What? You want me, this miss, to dine with these boors?" The woman raised the whip in her hand, pointing around the hall, her face full of disdain and incredulity.

Originally mesmerized by the woman's appearance, the crowd's faces suddenly changed, causing a commotion in the hall. Some hot-tempered people were about to explode but were tightly held back by their calm companions.

"You kid, do you know who she is? How dare you block our way!" Zhu Wu kept his usual arrogant demeanor, aggressively questioning the waiter.

But the waiters of Drunk Immortal Tower were well trained and worldly, and they were not intimidated by Zhu Wu's words.

"Really? I really didn't know the background of the young masters and miss, my apologies! However, there really are no places upstairs. Could you please make do? We can offer you a 20% discount on your meal this time," the waiter replied calmly and firmly.

"You..."

These individuals being used to flattery, rarely did a waiter dare to overstep boundaries, especially in front of so many people. Their faces turned red with rage, anger appearing unmistakably, their auras unmasked, all simultaneously unleashed.

The waiter, just a teen around thirteen or fourteen and never having practiced cultivation, could hardly bear the immense pressure exerted by the three.

Thud thud thud...

The waiter felt an enormous force upon him, as if a great stone was pressing on his heart, feeling immensely heavy inside, cold sweat soaking his back, retreating several steps back.

Just then, an old-looking man came forward, his broad palm supporting the back of the waiter, stopping his retreat.

"Shopkeeper, what should we do about this?" the waiter asked, his face slightly pale.

"Go on with your work, just go!" The shopkeeper shook his sleeve, a surge of righteous energy burst forth, melting away the aura released by Zhu Wu and the others into nothingness.

Ninth Rank, the man showed a cultivation clearly of a Ninth Rank master. Pressured by the aura of a Ninth Rank powerhouse, Zhu Wu and others' complexions drastically changed, a hint of fear and uncertainty filling their gaze as they looked at the burly man before them.

"Thinking of causing trouble in Drunk Immortal Tower, even Song Gaosheng, Tang Yu, and Zhu Zichu, those three old fellows, wouldn't dare to. You guys really have some guts, huh? What, do you look down on Baihua Chamber of Commerce? Or should I personally pay a visit to your parents?" the burly man chuckled.

Song Gaosheng, Tang Yu, and Zhu Zichu are the leaders of the three major families in Nanli City, all are Tenth Rank Late Stage masters, guarding their own territories.

"A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, how could we dare to cause trouble at Drunk Immortal Tower? Shopkeeper Yu's reputation resounds like thunder, we younger ones wouldn't dare to act recklessly, we must respect!" Song Shuibo, the most stable among them, said respectfully with a bow.

"Oh? Is that so? Well then, we won't turn guests away, please feel free to enjoy yourselves!" the elder clapped his hands, and a server promptly arrived, "However, don't cause unnecessary trouble!" The burly man swept his sleeves and left, leaving behind a group exchanging uneasy glances, their faces ashen.

"Hmph!" Song Shuixian sneered disdainfully, her gaze towards Zhu Wu and the others filled with scorn.

Now, they were in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat if they wanted to save face. The only possible way was to head to the private room on the second floor, but the issue now was that there were no private rooms available.

At other times, they could have used the power of the three families to scare some people off, but now that the message had been sent from upstairs, how could they dare to forcibly assert themselves?

The group resentfully swept their gaze across the crowd.

Through the carved window, the gazes of Zhu Bufan and Zhu Wu unexpectedly met.

Zhu Bufan clearly saw a hint of joy on Zhu Wu's face.

"Oh, my cousin is upstairs, let's go!" Zhu Wu said with a gentle smile to Song Shuixian, leading the way up.

Zhu Bufan leisurely finished the last bit of rice wine, speaking to Zi Yu, "Brother Zi Yu, let's stop here today. Another day we'll pick a time to have a proper drink."

Zhu Bufan courteously passed a silver note of a thousand taels to him.

Zi Yu received it with a beaming smile. Upon seeing it was a silver note of a thousand taels, he was slightly shocked, his eyes showing another layer of meaning as he looked at Zhu Bufan.

"This Zhu Bufan, he has many secrets hidden indeed!"

He himself could also produce a thousand tael silver note, but to do so as casually and unconcernedly as Zhu Bufan, he could not manage.

"Good, good, Brother Zhu, please do not disappoint me!"

Zhu Bufan laughed heartily and walked out of the private room.

"Server, quickly tidy up inside!"

As Zhu Bufan came out, he ran headfirst into Zhu Wu and his group.

Seeing Zhu Bufan appearing to leave, Zhu Wu's mouth curved into a satisfied smile.

A detached smile appeared on Zhu Bufan's face, seemingly not noticing the group as he walked straight downstairs.

"Miss Shuixian, let's sit inside," Zhu Wu opened the door to the private room, gesturing like a gentleman.

"Stop!" A sharp and crisp voice suddenly shouted, and the owner of the voice was Song Shuixian.

Zhu Bufan turned around in surprise, puzzled as he looked at Song Shuixian, a flicker of questioning in his eyes.

Now, Song Shuixian was fuming with rage. Earlier, even the server dared to disrespect her, followed by the Ninth Rank powerful shopkeeper, but being in someone else's territory, she had to swallow her frustrations, weaker than the situation demanded.