Chapter 611 Farting with Such Rhythm_1

Upon the mention of that ancient book, Yin Tian froze for a moment.

He hadn’t discerned any important information in the ancient book, so he was utterly confused as to why so many first-class families were all so eager to obtain it.

"How about it?"

Lin Yunzhi looked at Yin Tian with a seductive gaze, "Nowadays, with the winds of change sweeping through Central City, even first-class families are no longer safe. As the new head of a first-class family, shouldn’t you plan for your future?"

"As long as you board our ship, I assure you, you won’t encounter any trouble, and everyone on board will help you weather the storm."

"No need."

Yin Tian shook his head, "I’m used to relying on myself; I don’t need your help."

Lin Yunzhi’s smile stiffened on his face, and then he glared at Yin Tian with venom, "Yin Tian, I just gave you a chance, and you didn’t cherish it. If something happens in the future, don’t blame me."

Yin Tian’s smile suddenly turned cold, "Could I interpret what you just said as... you threatening me?"

Lin Yunzhi’s body shivered involuntarily.

In that moment, he actually felt fear emanating from Yin Tian!

"Hmph!"

He snorted in feigned composure and turned to leave.

Yin Tian narrowed his eyes, watching Lin Yunzhi’s retreating figure, pondering whether to just take care of Lin Yunzhi right there and then.

This guy was much smarter than Chu Renjie and his ilk.

He could control his emotions and, despite being insulted, was capable of biding his time.

Such a person was most difficult to deal with!

If he were to resolve the matter with Lin Yunzhi here and then push all the blame onto this place, while extricating himself, it wouldn’t be a bad strategy.

But soon, Yin Tian shook his head.

There was no need for him to go to such lengths.

Although Lin Yunzhi had burned his bridges with him, at least he hadn’t crossed the line...

Carrying Murong Liuli, he began to look around the venue.

Soon, Yin Tian found an empty chair in a corner, promptly led Murong Liuli over there, and sat down.

"Yin Tian, what are we going to do here?"

Murong Liuli asked softly.

In a place filled with foreigners, she felt extremely uncomfortable as someone from Huaxia.

"A welcoming banquet."

Yin Tian replied with a smile, "To welcome and cleanse the dust off His Highness, the prince."

"So why are we here?"

Just as Yin Tian was about to answer Murong Liuli’s question, a group of people approached from not too far away.

Yin Tian noticed right away that all these people had hostile expressions, their eyes fixed on him—it was obvious they were coming for him!

"Be careful in a moment."

Yin Tian whispered a warning to Murong Liuli.

Being new in town and unfamiliar, he hadn’t offended anyone.

So these people had to have been incited by Lin Yunzhi to come and cause trouble for him.

Soon, those few people had come right up to Yin Tian, whites and blacks alike, all looking down on him with contempt.

"Babe, come here, drink with us."

One of the white men whistled at Murong Liuli, who was behind Yin Tian, "We’ll pay you, lots of money."

"Hahaha..."

Another black man also burst out laughing, "That’s right, just keep us happy and money won’t be a problem!"

The others were egging on, harassing Murong Liuli.

Murong Liuli was so angered that tears were swirling in her eyes, and her face couldn’t have looked worse.

"That’s enough."

Yin Tian spoke lightly, standing up.

The group immediately turned their attention to Yin Tian, "What does our talking to that woman have to do with you?"

"Playing hero? You?"

"I like this kind; knock him out and bring him to my room,"

A skinny man leered at Yin Tian with a repulsive gaze.

Yin Tian’s eyes narrowed, a cold light flashing within them.

"Kid, can’t understand when people talk to you?"

The black man reached out his hand, trying to grab Yin Tian’s collar.

Shik!

A silver needle was flicked by Yin Tian, hitting the black man’s abdomen with precise accuracy.

The black man’s face suddenly contorted, both hands clutching his backside.

However...

Prrrt~~~

A prolonged and rhythmic sound came forth.

Along with that sound, there was a wave of stench.

Yin Tian raised an eyebrow and said coldly with a sneer, "Not bad; I’ve heard you guys are pretty slick talkers, and even your flatulence is rhythmic."

"You..."

The black man opened his mouth, intending to say something, but then let out another fart.

Only this time, the fart came with a bit of... extra material.

"You might want to watch what you eat,"

Yin Tian reminded kindly, "That smell is bit strong for the nose."

The rest looked at each other, then charged at Yin Tian together.

Yin Tian, without any hesitation, flicked out one silver needle after another.

Hisss hisss hisss...

All of them changed their expressions.

Prrt~

Prrrt~~

Prrrt~~~

The successive sounds of flatulence continued unabated.

Around those few people, a vacuum zone with a three-meter diameter was swiftly cleared by the surrounding onlookers.

And one of the men, wearing white pants, began showing a yellowish stain in his crotch area...