"I was merely sighing casually, why must you take it so seriously?" Boss Chu said displeasedly. "Our five major financial groups are all managed by the Master. Our positions are equal. If you boss me around like this, do you consider yourself superior?"
"I am not bossing you around, I just hope you won't speak carelessly," Fatty Chen said directly. "The Master will never be in trouble. Since we followed the Master, we must be loyal to the Master."
"I cannot accept what you're saying!" Boss Chu said indignantly. "In what way am I disloyal to the Master? I was merely curious and said a few words, yet you are confronting me like this!"
"If you were truly loyal to the Master, you wouldn't be so concerned!" Fatty Chen said directly. "We are all people who have navigated the business world. How could you not see through this!"
"Fatty Chen, don't think that just because you are close to the Master, you can lecture me here. I don't buy that!"
Boss Chu said coldly, "You don't have the authority to order me around here."
Just as Fatty Chen was about to speak, Old Man Zhao stepped forward. "Both of you, say a few less words! Today's battle by the West Lake not only concerns the Master but also our future!"
"Old Man Zhao, it's not that I want to say too much. I can understand Fatty Chen's loyalty to the Master, but him bossing me around in front of me is wrong," Boss Chu said directly. "After all, we are all equals. Why should we show each other a bad attitude?"
Fatty Chen suppressed his anger, feeling a surge of resentment. Boss Chu's words were indeed not entirely wrong, but he felt very unhappy, though he couldn't pinpoint the reason.
"Boss Chu certainly has quite the presence!"
Suddenly, a voice echoed from the observation tower. Han Yunhai strode in, his expression even more indifferent.
Seeing the person who arrived, Boss Chu was startled and quickly rose to greet him. "It's Sect Leader Han! Weren't you guys downstairs?"
"It's not yet noon, and Ghostly Grasp hasn't appeared. I've come up for a sit," Han Yunhai narrowed his eyes. "I heard your conversation just now clearly."
"Sect Leader Han, please don't mind us. We were just chatting casually, we didn't mean anything else," Boss Chu said hurriedly. "If this reaches the Master's ears, he might think I'm disloyal to him!"
"Hmph!"
Han Yunhai let out a cold snort. "Whether you are loyal or not, the Master knows. Just do your own job. If you displease the Master one day, you might not escape calamity!"
After being reprimanded, Boss Chu nodded repeatedly, daring not to show any negligence. Even being treated this way, he dared not be too arrogant.
When under someone else's roof, one must bow their head. Han Yunhai was highly valued by Lu Fan, so how could he afford to offend him easily?
"Brother Han, what's the situation downstairs?" Fatty Chen clasped his fists. "Has the Master arrived?"
"The Master will naturally come," Han Yunhai said. "As for whether Ghostly Grasp dares to accept the challenge, that remains to be seen."
"If the Master wins, it will be quite beneficial to us," Fatty Chen said with a smile. "But if he loses... I wonder if the Master will be in danger?"
"The martial path is different from the business path," Han Yunhai waved his hand. "If he loses, his life might be in peril."
Fatty Chen nodded slightly. How could he not know? He simply didn't want to accept it.
Many onlookers had gathered by the West Lake, including Xiao Qi and Lin Ke. To get a closer view, they had come to the base of the observation tower by the West Lake.
"This position is the highest point. When the battle truly begins, we will definitely be able to see clearly," Xiao Qi said excitedly. "I wonder if Master Lu is handsome. His figure was good at the martial arts大会 that day, but he wore a mask, so I couldn't see his face clearly."
"He should be quite handsome!" Lin Ke smiled slightly and looked towards the observation tower. "Why don't we go to the highest floor of the observation tower? It should be clearer from there."
"What do you know? The highest floor of the observation tower has long been contracted by the big players."
Xiao Qi said, "They wouldn't easily miss such a thrilling moment. Moreover, the price on the highest floor of the observation tower is not cheap. It's not something we commoners can afford to ascend."
Lin Ke nodded at Xiao Qi's words, finding them reasonable.
By noon, there was still no movement by the West Lake, which caused many people to become curious, wondering if the rumors were true.
After all, the news they received was merely hearsay. If it was false information, they had come for nothing.
With this thought, many people began to feel dissatisfied and impatient.
However, at that very moment, the sound of a bamboo flute arose, spreading throughout the entire West Lake. The flute's melody was leisurely and continuous, refreshing the heart and mind.
Many felt that the flute music could improve their blood circulation and had great benefits.
In the middle of the West Lake, a white-clad youth stood on the water, holding a long flute in his hand, his expression remarkably indifferent.
"Is this Ghostly Grasp?"
On the shore of the West Lake, many young girls exclaimed, their eyes filled with tenderness. The white-clad youth held a long flute, appearing like an ancient scholar. His tall figure, coupled with his ethereal aura, caused a stir among many. Suzan Novels Network
On the observation tower, Han Yunhai frowned. Ghostly Grasp was not only powerful but also skilled in soul-capturing techniques. His appearance was ordinary, yet he could plunge people into illusions and captivate young girls.
"Shameless!" Little White Dragon exclaimed. "This kind of trick can only fool ordinary people. Anyone with some strength can break free from his flute music!"
"His strength is almost that of a Grandmaster. If he were to use other methods, even I would be trapped by his flute music," Han Yunhai said directly. "Things are definitely not that simple!"
"Is this person that formidable?" Fatty Chen frowned. He didn't want Lu Fan to be in danger, hence his furrowed brow.
In the center of the lake, the white-clad youth stood tall. The churning river water beneath his feet astonished everyone.
The ability to stand alone on the surface of the water seemed to surpass their imagination, yet it was happening before their eyes, leaving them in deep thought.
"The three-day deadline has arrived, why is there no sign of him!"
Ghostly Grasp stood on the river surface, looking around with a cold expression. He had come on the orders of the Ghost Gate Master and would not back down.
Unfortunately, in response to his inquiry, there was no reply from the center of the lake, leaving everyone confused.
Lu Fan had accepted Ghostly Grasp's challenge, and even the date had been set. Now, he had not appeared, leading everyone to speculate whether Lu Fan was afraid.