Hu Busan spoke, his face showing a touch of difficulty, as if he had encountered some trouble.

Xu Fan noticed this and smiled, then asked, "What's wrong? Hu Busan, do you still want to play with me?"

"Subordinate dare not!"

Seeing that Xu Fan's expression was a bit off, Hu Busan, with a face full of cold sweat, started to explain.

"Master, I actually wanted to deliver the item you wanted earlier, but recently, my bar has run into some trouble."

"A young profligate from the Southwest nearly smashed my bar to bits recently. I really can't afford to offend him. To apologize, these past few days, I could only swallow my pride and attend to him..."

"If it weren't for this trouble, I would have delivered your item earlier. Ah, it's also my incompetence, unable to cope with him..."

"But I truly have no choice, he targets any woman he fancies and goes straight for her, and if this continues, I might as well not run this bar anymore."

Whether in tone or expression, Xu Fan could not detect any flaws in Hu Busan's statement.

After a moment of contemplation, Xu Fan asked, "Are you saying that you want me to help you deal with this trouble?"

"That, subordinate dares not..."

"It's just that this issue really bothers me. Could you give me some more time? However, I have no idea when this profligate will leave Jinling..."

Hu Busan didn't show the slightest intent of wanting help on his own, but he kept fretting by himself.

Seeing this, Xu Fan sneered nonstop. If he truly didn't want to get him involved, why mention it so clearly?

"Hu Busan, using someone else to do your dirty work requires a sharp knife, and if your knife isn't sharp enough to clean my neck, Xu Fan, do you think you would still be alive?"

At this moment, Hu Busan clearly wanted to incite Xu Fan against that profligate from the Southwest and watch the drama unfold from the sidelines.

Such a minor scheme, how could Xu Fan not see through it?

However, today, he wanted to teach Hu Busan a lesson.

In the face of absolute power, all schemes are but mere illusions.

Hu Busan tried to explain, to prove his innocence. Xu Fan waved his hand and spoke, "Hu Busan, there's no need for you to explain so much to me."

"If you want to play, I, Xu Fan, will play with you. But this is your last chance. If I'm not mistaken, that young master you mentioned is here at this Drunken Nights bar today, right?"

"Alright, I will go out and meet this profligate now, and later, if I, Xu Fan, am still standing, I hope you can give me an answer."

After finishing his words, Xu Fan left the office without looking back. Hu Busan opened his mouth to block him, but ultimately he lowered his hand.

Theoretically, this should have satisfied his goal, yet there was not a trace of triumph on Hu Busan's face at the moment.

A sense of inexplicable panic arose in his heart, for he had the feeling that things might develop beyond his expectations.

...

Previously, Hu Busan, muttering to himself, had nearly provided all the information about that profligate from the Southwest. Now that Xu Fan had left the office and returned to the bar hall, he began his search.

He wanted to find this profligate named Lu Qiu, wondering where he might be at this moment.

For such a person, there was no need to recognize his face; right now, the most arrogant one in the bar was the person Xu Fan was looking for.

Hs gaze landed on the largest booth in the Drunken Nights bar, and Xu Fan started to smile.

Nine times out of ten, the person sitting there was the one he was looking for.

Looking across the entire Night Drunk Bar, there was no one with a grander display than the young man in the white suit at the booth.

Not only was he monopolizing a booth that could fully accommodate over ten people, but he also had several hot beauties sitting beside him.

This booth was most likely not reserved by him in advance. Judging by the several young men nearby with swollen, bruised faces, who dared not speak out, it seemed it was Lu Qiu who, on a whim, had his bodyguards forcibly take the spot.

Lu Qiu's behavior could be summed up in one word.

Mad.

What Xu Fan found amusing was, at that row of booths, he actually spotted a familiar figure.

It turned out that Xia Yanyu had not left the Night Drunk Bar after he had left; she was now sitting next to Lu Qiu.

To this, Xu Fan was not surprised at all—after all, with her opportunistic nature, wasn't Xia Yanyu just the type to fancy a powerful and influential playboy like that?

"Hmph, sitting next to someone else and still pretending?"

Sitting next to Lu Qiu, Xia Yanyu's face was cold, the typical reluctance. Xu Fan watched and couldn't help but sneer, seeing it as nothing more than Xia Yanyu's feigned modesty.

With a sneer, Xu Fan walked directly towards them.

These days, Lu Qiu had become infamous in the Night Drunk Bar, his numerous victories leaving no one able to challenge him.

Given his arrogant and overbearing attitude, many had secretly given him a nickname, Mad Youngster.

Let alone offending him, even approaching his spot was something no one dared do.

Thus, Xu Fan's direct approach was extremely conspicuous.

Lu Qiu was just pondering how to subdue the beauty forcibly brought over by his bodyguards when he saw a clueless young fool walking towards him. Smirking, he put down his glass.

A few days ago, there were still fools who dared to provoke him. Now, everyone acted as meek as mice upon seeing him, almost making him find the bar boring.

Now at last, he had found some amusement.

Lounging back with his legs crossed on the genuine leather-stitched booth sofa, Lu Qiu waited with interest for Xu Fan to come over and smirked, "Friend, what brings you here?"

Xu Fan stood in front of Lu Qiu, glanced briefly at Xia Yanyu beside him, and smirked, "Brother, this woman by your side, mind lending her to me for some fun?"

"You!"

Thinking Xu Fan was there to help her, Xia Yanyu felt a touch of gratitude, but upon hearing his words, she was thoroughly enraged.

She felt foolish for her earlier stupidity.

Grinding her teeth and glaring at Xu Fan, Xia Yanyu impulsively turned to Lu Qiu and said, "Teach him a lesson for me, and I'll keep you company tonight!"

The previously chaste and staunch woman suddenly loosened up, and surprise flickered in Lu Qiu's eyes.

Greedy eyes roving over Xia Yanyu's seductive form, Lu Qiu licked his lips and started laughing.

"Friend, she doesn't seem too keen to play with you. But you know, what I, Lu Qiu, am never short of is women. Even though this woman is one of the beauties I've rarely seen, if you do something for me, I'll gladly hand her over to you!"

Xu Fan narrowed his eyes and sized up Lu Qiu, then asked, "What is it? Let's hear it?"

No sooner had he spoken than Lu Qiu cleared his throat and spat a thick glob of phlegm directly onto his shiny black Italian handmade leather shoes.

Confidently placing his foot on the table and pointing to the phlegm-covered shoe, he smirked, "Brother, lick it clean for me, and the woman is yours."

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