After hanging up the call.
Seeing Chu Fan's grim expression, Fu Piaoyao asked curiously, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
Chu Fan shook his head, "Nothing!"
Fu Piaoyao rolled her eyes and muttered, "Does she think I'm blind?"
One could tell if something was wrong just by looking at someone's face.
It wasn't the first or second day she had been following Chu Fan, and it was the first time she had seen his face look so bad.
Coupled with his extraordinary strength, she knew that anything that could make him look so bad was definitely not a trivial matter, and her curiosity was piqued, her large eyes blinking incessantly.
Chu Fan gave a helpless smile and retorted, "Even if something is wrong, it's my business. What good would it do to tell you? Can you help me solve it?"
"If you don't tell me, how will I know if I can solve it?"
Fu Piaoyao also put on a haughty demeanor.
Chu Fan, of course, wouldn't fall for such a trick of empty talk.
He immediately turned back and headed towards the Treasure Pavilion, intending to quietly contemplate how to deal with the news brought by the sudden phone call.
The content of the call was simple: someone had suddenly arrived in Nanyun City.
According to the information provided by Ji Ningyue, this person came to Nanyun City specifically for him.
And this person, Chu Fan knew, he would have to meet sooner or later, but not now.
Thinking of the person he didn't want to see but seemed unable to avoid, Chu Fan felt very annoyed.
Upon arriving at the Treasure Pavilion, after leaving Fu Piaoyao aside, Chu Fan lay down on the lounge chair and closed his eyes to ponder.
In the blink of an eye, night fell.
Chu Fan, who had been seemingly asleep on the lounge chair since returning, frowned.
At this moment, a motorcade stopped outside the Treasure Pavilion. The people getting out of the cars were all dressed in the attire of the War Emperor Hall, members of the War Emperor Hall in Nanyun City.
"Who is it, with such a grand procession, that they can have the War Emperor Hall clear the way for them!"
"With such a grand procession, it's likely someone from the capital."
...
People in the surrounding shops peered out curiously.
As natives of Nanyun City, they knew very well that even the Qin family, the most influential in Nanyun City, could not have the War Emperor Hall clear the way for them.
Only a powerful figure from the capital could mobilize the War Emperor Hall.
Hearing the commotion, Fu Piaoyao walked to the entrance and saw, then quickly returned to say, "The War Emperor Hall is clearing the way, could they be looking for him?"
Ding dong...
Cui Fu was about to wake Chu Fan when the bell above the door, used to alert the host of a visitor, was struck. A burly man exuding an oppressive aura walked in.
A Fifth-Rank Grandmaster!
Cui Fu's eyes narrowed, his heart tensing.
Although Fu Piaoyao couldn't perceive the opponent's specific strength level, she deduced that the opponent was definitely a Grandmaster, and her pretty face immediately became vigilant.
The man swept his gaze around the shop, ignoring Cui Fu and the others, and his eyes fell directly on Chu Fan.
He walked straight to the side of the lounge chair and said coldly, "Someone wants to see you!"
Chu Fan didn't even lift his eyelids and replied in a chilling voice, "I don't want to see them!"
The man's thick eyebrows knitted, then he steadied himself and said, "You have to see them!"
"If you don't go, I can only force you to go and see them!"
At this moment, Chu Fan opened his eyes and looked at the man calmly, "Who do you think you are?"
"It's his business if he wants to see me, but I don't want to see him!"
"Even if he wants to see me, he should come here to see me."
Bang!
A muffled sound came from beside the man; it was the sound of air being instantly crushed.
Creak creak...
The shelves in the room groaned under the invisible pressure, unable to bear the strain.
Sensing the wrong atmosphere, Cui Fu quickly stepped forward and said to Chu Fan, "My little ancestor, if you're going to fight, can you do it outside?"
"All my assets are here. If they get destroyed, how will I live?"
Both parties were Grandmasters. Cui Fu knew very well that if a fight broke out, his hard-earned treasures collected over the years would be the first to suffer.
His heart would bleed if they were damaged.
Facing the nervous and worried Cui Fu, Chu Fan smiled, stood up from the lounge chair, and then walked outside.
Outside the Treasure Pavilion, the man walked straight to a car and stared intently at Chu Fan.
"Did I say I was going?"
"Before I get angry, scram!"
Hearing this, the man's eyes narrowed slightly, and invisible pressure emanated from him, causing the expressions of the surrounding War Emperor Hall members to change drastically. Ordinary people further away felt difficulty breathing, their heads spinning.
"You're releasing pressure on me?"
"Are you sure?"
Chu Fan looked at the man with a hint of amusement.
The man said with a cold expression, "Get in the car!"
Chu Fan rolled his eyes and started walking in another direction.
A flicker of displeasure crossed the man's brow. He moved his feet, bringing up a trail of afterimages as he lunged towards Chu Fan, clearly intending to use force to get Chu Fan into the car.
Bang...
The void vibrated. No one present saw the two exchange blows. They only saw the man, who was standing by the car one second, the next second, as if struck by an invisible blow, crash directly into the car, creating a large dent.
Chu Fan, who had turned around at some point, walked step by step towards the man struggling to get up from the car's dent.
The man let out a cold snort and charged at Chu Fan again.
Bang!
A loud noise echoed again. The man crashed into the car again, directly causing the luxury car worth millions to look like it had been in a serious accident, completely wrecked.
This time, the corners of the man's mouth twitched, and blood flowed down from his lips.
Facing the man staring at him, Chu Fan raised an eyebrow and provocatively said, "What, not convinced?"
"If you're not convinced, come again!"
"Believe it or not, I'll have you lying on the ground unable to get up next time?"
The man didn't speak but also didn't move. His eyes simply stared fixedly at Chu Fan.
"Tell him, if he wants to see me, he should come himself!"
"If he doesn't even have the guts to see me, is he even a man?"
"This time, consider it a warning. If you send more useless people, don't even think about going back!"
After coldly throwing these words down, Chu Fan turned back into the Treasure Pavilion.
The man clenched and unclenched his fists, then got into another car. The motorcade drove away from in front of the Treasure Pavilion.
"Kid, who was that, with such a grand procession?"
Cui Fu asked curiously, looking at the departing motorcade.
"A man without courage, who should have died long ago!"
Chu Fan said, then lay back down on the lounge chair.
Seeing his mood was very off, Fu Piaoyao and Cui Fu didn't dare to ask further. They went outside to examine the wrecked luxury car that had been smashed and abandoned there.
Less than half an hour later.
A luxury car stopped in front of the Treasure Pavilion.
The first person to get out was the same man as before. However, this time, another man got out of the car, wearing a hat, a mask, and sunglasses, looking like a celebrity covering himself up completely.
"You wait here!"
After instructing, the man walked into the Treasure Pavilion.
Cui Fu and the others looked at each other, and finally looked at Chu Fan, who still showed no reaction.
The man walked up to Chu Fan, said nothing, and stood by the lounge chair like a wooden stake, watching Chu Fan.
The atmosphere in the room was indescribably strange.
"Xiao Fan, I'm here, can we go now!"
The man spoke, his voice hoarse and weathered, with a hint of powerlessness.
Chu Fan opened his eyes and asked the man in a chilling tone, "Who are you? Do I know you?"