Qin Fan wanted to teach the brother and sister a lesson, but he was worried about losing time, so he decided not to argue with them yet.
"Get out of the way, don't miss my business. Let me remind you again, I am someone you can't afford to offend. Don't humiliate yourself."
Su Mingcheng had a sinister smile on his face: "Boy, you still want to leave? If you don't kneel down and kowtow to my sister today to apologize, you won't be able to go anywhere!"
Su Mingyu on the side held her waist with both hands and raised her head proudly: "Apologise, you trash!"
Qin Fan looked at Su Mingcheng and suddenly laughed softly: "Do you think your cultivation is invincible? If I'm not mistaken, you should have just entered the inner realm!"
Su Mingcheng's face froze, and he was shocked: "This kid can actually see through my cultivation!"
He had indeed just broken through to the inner territory, and then came back from his master's door, wanting to show off.
Unexpectedly, I met a random boy and saw through his strength at a glance.
"Hmph, boy, since you know the inner realm, you should be a member of the sports club, right? Even if you can see through my cultivation, so what? Can you beat me?"
"If you can't win, then kneel down and apologize!" Su Mingcheng looked arrogant. Even his master said that he was a genius. He entered the inner realm at a young age. How could he put a random kid he met on the road in front of him? In your eyes?
Qin Fan shook his head: "I don't know whether to live or die."
After saying that, he reached out and grabbed the brother and sister.
Su Mingcheng was furious: "Boy, you dare to attack me, you are seeking death!"
"Punch me!"
Su Mingcheng's energy was flowing, and his punch looked like a powerful one, with extraordinary momentum.
"You really don't shed tears until you see the coffin." Qin Fan shook his head, stopped grabbing the two siblings, and slapped them casually.
Snapped!
Su Mingcheng felt his eyes blurred as a powerful force hit him in the face, making stars appear in his eyes and he fell down.
"elder brother!"
Su Mingyu exclaimed, pointed angrily at Qin Fan and cursed: "You dare to hit my brother, you bastard, you are dead!"
Qin Fanzhen laughed angrily at this unruly young lady. He turned to look at her with a playful look on his face: "Shouldn't you be worried about your own safety now?"
Su Mingyu's beautiful little face suddenly stiffened: "Yes, my brother can't beat this guy, what if he wants to bully me?"
Suddenly, Su Mingyu's face turned pale and she looked at Qin Fan in horror.
"W-what do you want to do? I'm warning you, I'm the eldest daughter of the Su family in Jiangnan. If you dare to bully me, my dad will definitely not let you go!"
Qin Fan walked towards her step by step: "Now I know it's too late to be afraid."
After saying that, Qin Fan grabbed the skirt on her chest, lifted it up like a chicken, and walked towards the large trash can next to it.
"Asshole, let me go! I am the eldest daughter of the Su family, and my father is Su Nanhua. If you dare to touch a hair on my head, my father will cut you into pieces!"
Qin Fan ignored her at all and was only a few steps away from the trash can.
Su Mingyu's face turned green with fright. She seemed to understand what Qin Fan wanted to do.
"W-what do you want to do? I admit my mistake to you, please let me go! I can also give you money, as much as you want, my dad has plenty of money..."
"Brother, brother, save me!"
Su Mingyu shouted hysterically, tears streaming down her face from fear.
Su Mingcheng, who had just gotten up from the ground and was a little more awake, saw this scene and immediately roared: "Asshole, what are you going to do? Let my sister go!"
Qin Fan easily lifted the 90-pound Su Mingyu with one hand and threw it directly into the garbage.
"Remember, I'm not your father and I won't spoil you."
"In your home, I am the king of heaven and you are the second child, but not outside. Since your father has never taught you this, today I am here to help you remember it."
Su Mingyu sat directly into the trash can with her butt facing in. She was petite and her hands and feet were exposed. She couldn't exert any strength at all. The sour and rancid smell of the trash can overwhelmed her like a tide.
Vomit, vomit, vomit...
Su Mingyu couldn't even cry out for help. As long as she opened her mouth, the smell would come.
Su Mingcheng was stunned. He originally wanted to continue threatening Qin Fan, but when he saw this scene, he suddenly became mute.
Qin Fan glanced at him and smiled faintly: "That's right. A smart person should know how to judge the situation. If he still wants to use his words when he clearly can't defeat him, he will be the one who suffers in the end."
Su Mingcheng lectured Qin Fan, who was several years younger than him, with a sullen face and did not dare to refute a word.
He doesn't want to go into the trash can!
Qin Fan ignored the two siblings and turned to leave.
"younger sister!"
Su Mingcheng yelled, frowned hurriedly, and pulled Su Mingyu out while resisting the desire to vomit.
…
The Murong family was a local emperor in the south of the Yangtze River, and their strength was higher than that of the Wang family in the eastern Han Dynasty.
Today, the whole Jiangnan region has spread the news that Mr. Murong has recognized his biological daughter. Today is said to be a birthday party for his daughter, but in fact it can be regarded as a recognition meeting that calls out to the world.
The current head of the Murong family is named Murong Fu. He was not favored by the old head of the family back then. However, the young Murong Fu made a great vow to fight for the Murong family and never marry.
At first everyone thought he was just talking, but Murong Fu actually did it, and the old family head passed the position of family head to him.
Of course, it's not that Murong Fu didn't marry a wife, he just hid it from everyone. Not only did he marry a wife, but he also gave birth to a daughter.
This is why Murong Ling'er and her daughter have been living at Lin Yuanhang's place.
Now, Murong Fu basically firmly controls the power of the Murong family. Even if Lin Yuanhang does not have an accident, he is preparing to take back Murong Ling'er and her daughter.
The banquet was held at the Qianlong Manor of the Murong family.
After Qin Fan made some inquiries, the taxi driver took him directly to the place.
Today is a big day for the Murong family. There are a lot of luxury cars outside Qianlong Manor, and there are security guards in uniforms every few meters away.
With the Murong family's status in Jiangnan, basically all the rich and famous people from Jiangnan came here.
Moreover, there are many people who want to come but are worried that they are not qualified.
The two security guards who were in charge of welcoming guests at the gate of Qianlong Manor saluted the big shots who came, and started muttering again after they entered.
"This is Director Liu of Zixiao Group! Zixiao Group has developed rapidly in recent years. I heard that its assets are worth billions."
"Haha, so what if it's billions? He is still a younger brother in front of our Murong family."
"The one who came in just now is Chairman Wu, who is worth tens of billions! He is not polite when he sees us!"
"That's right, even if we are dogs, we are still dogs of the Murong family. Can they be so rude!"
The two security guards looked proud. Even if they were dogs in the Murong family, they seemed to be a head above others.
Indeed, with the Murong family's dominant position in Jiangnan, no one is willing to mess with the Murong family's dogs.
Qin Fan took a cursory glance and found that although the security measures at Qianlong Manor were good, the management of those who entered was very lax.
There was no invitation, no invitation letter, the security guard just asked a few questions and then put it in.
In fact, this was what Murong Ling'er had personally told her. Many students would be coming today. Anyone who could tell her the school and class she was in would be let in.
What, you said you were worried about someone taking the opportunity to sneak in?
Haha, what are you doing here? Looking for death?
No fool would dare to go to Murong's house to feel uncomfortable at this time, unless he was tired of living.
