Chapter 63

Hearing this, the crowd suddenly realized. Lu Fan had appeared earlier and been very intimate with Xiao Ling'er; thinking of today's events, it must have been to stop Nie Xing's marriage proposal.

The other party was now disgraced, and even the Martial Venerable expert sent by the family could not do anything to Lu Fan; surely he would have no face to propose again.

Yang Yetian, who had originally felt that today's events were difficult to resolve, had his eyes light up and said with a smile: "Truly worthy of being the chief disciple of Tianyuan Academy; he is indeed a hero among youths. Ling'er is one of the academy's two beauties; it seems they are a perfect match!"

As soon as Yang Yetian finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they were incredulous for a moment. The Nie Family was here to propose in public today, and it was rumored that he would act as the matchmaker himself. Where did such words leave the Nie Family's face!

"Your Majesty, today's banquet has had many twists and turns. Several young talents have also shown extraordinary methods, opening our eyes. Why not set another date for a banquet to entertain everyone and finish today's unfinished business?"

Seeing Lu Fan's words, Xiao Bugui's expression was already very ugly. Coupled with Yang Yetian's strange tone, he felt even more uncomfortable. However, having spent most of his life in the imperial court, his ability to use "Tai Chi" and procrastination tactics was exceptional, so he spoke directly.

The crowd also realized that the Longxiang Nie Family coming to propose was the theme of today's banquet. Who would have thought that Lu Fan would appear out of nowhere and ruin everything? Although only the juniors of the various forces had come out, it would certainly be awkward, angry, and extremely tricky afterward.

It was best to shelve it for now and discuss it later.

"Oh? Prime Minister, there is more to your words than meets the eye!" Yang Yetian looked deeply at Xiao Bugui, seemingly not intending to let the matter rest.

Yu Chi Zhengrong was straightforward and didn't seem to notice Yang Yetian's strangeness at all, speaking directly: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Garden has suffered a sudden disaster; the banquet certainly cannot continue. Why not move to another place!"

Yang Yetian frowned, a trace of imperceptible disappointment appearing between his brows. He was a martial man, after all, and not as quick-witted as the old fox Xiao Bugui.

Lu Fan became impatient at this moment. He had seen it clearly long ago. Yang Yetian naturally wanted to let it go, neither rejecting the Longxiang Nie Family nor acting according to the previous arrangements.

But on the surface, he could not act that way; he was waiting for Nie Xing to stand up on his own. This way, he would offend no one and leave a little room for maneuver.

"Hmph! It seems I have to be the bad guy!" Lu Fan shook his head and gave a cold laugh. The surrounding crowd was speechless; you jumped out for no reason, beat the Sacred Martial Hall, the Longxiang Nie Family, and even your own cousin half to death, and you still say such things? It's truly infuriating!

Lu Fan ignored the hateful gazes of the crowd, looked at Nie Xing with a cold, mocking smile, and said: "I don't care what your plans were in the past; from today on, give them up and get out of here immediately!"

Nie Xing had some background, but Lu Fan didn't care. Leaving the other party alive would surely lead to them coming to find trouble later, which was exactly what he wanted. These young masters of noble families were vengeful; they would surely come back later with heavy treasures and house slaves. Then, he could make a small profit to use for his own cultivation!

Nie Xing did not know Lu Fan's thoughts. He had been humiliated to the extreme today. Although he had regained his composure, his heart was still filled with shock. He was too ashamed to mention the marriage proposal again, so he just looked at Lu Fan with a gloomy expression:

"Lu Fan, I fell into your hands today; consider yourself skilled." He looked sinister, the deep hatred in his eyes seemingly able to drip water. "But today's matter is not over. I will definitely marry Ling'er! In the Dragon Tower, I will definitely defeat you, and then I will make you kneel and beg for mercy as my betrothal gift to Nie Xing!"

As soon as his voice fell, he flicked his hand and walked away. But his whole body was scorched, and he had no grace at all; he looked ridiculous and strange, making people want to laugh.

Li Qingshan and Lu Ran's expressions were also gloomy to the extreme, and their gazes toward Lu Fan were as if they wanted to eat him alive. But the two of them were helpless; the Sacred Hall Guards who had accompanied them were all dead, and if Zuo Lao hadn't taken action, they would have likely turned to dust today.

If they stayed any longer, no one would stand up for them again, so they could only follow behind Nie Xing with dejected expressions.

"Lu Ran, I didn't let you go! I'm still waiting for you to purge the house!"

Just then, Lu Fan gave a chuckle, but the coldness in his words was exceptionally clear. The three of Nie Xing stopped in their tracks, especially Lu Ran, who was trembling all over and could not control himself.

Zuo Lao's expression changed, and he stared at the path with a murderous aura: "My young master's friends, they come when they want and leave when they..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Fan had already smashed the Art Refining Crystal Furnace out, and the sky-filling fire was ignited, looking as if it were about to envelop the four of them.

Zuo Lao was terrified. He vaguely felt a sense of heart-palpitation and could no longer care about anything else; he grabbed Nie Xing with one hand and lifted Li Qingshan with the other, leaping away to escape.

Lu Ran was shattered and stunned on the spot. A large wave of fire rolled over; he was so terrified that he didn't even dare to move, and could only close his eyes and wait for death.

Yu Chi Zhengrong's expression also changed, thinking Lu Fan was about to kill Lu Ran, and shouted in surprise: "Lu Fan, stop! He is your cousin after all! Don't kill each other!"

However, just at this moment, the large wave of fire dissipated into thin air, leaving only some lingering heat and adding a bit of sultriness!

Lu Ran escaped with his life, sat down on the ground, and looked dazed.

"This is..." Huang Haiming's expression froze, and he immediately realized, smiling bitterly: "Bluffing! He actually scared away a Qi Refining Realm Martial Venerable; this kid is truly not simple!"

Hearing this, the crowd also realized, and then they all smiled bitterly together. Was he really scared away? Lu Fan's methods from just now still hadn't dissipated from everyone's minds; it was one thing to fight three young masters, but a Qi Refining Realm Martial Venerable had also taken action, and yet none of them could do anything to the other party!

Nalan Qiusha's expression behind her veil was also slightly solemn, and she stared at Lu Fan, lost in thought.

As for Yang Yetian on the side, his smile did not diminish but became even more intense, and he chuckled: "My dear subjects, was the banquet tonight exciting? Are you all satisfied?"

His voice was very loud, and his imperial demeanor radiated instantly. Although there were many twists and turns today and Lu Fan had disrupted many things, for him, it might not be a bad thing, and with a little utilization, the harvest could be huge.

In imperial arts, the most important thing is the way of checks and balances; a muddy pool of water is the most comfortable for him.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Our Mingyue Empire has many talents emerging; if the princes were here, it would be even livelier. Our Mingyue Empire truly has successors!"

Huang Haiming said loudly, and then everyone immediately followed suit. They were all smiling and chatting, having completely lost their previous angry appearance, as if they had been on Lu Fan's side all along.

Lu Fan frowned, ignored these people, and walked directly to Xiao Ling'er, saying indifferently: "Now that the matter with Nie Xing should be over, Ling'er, you can rest easy. I still have some things to do, so I will take my leave!"

Hearing this, Xiao Ling'er's expression was full of disappointment, and a trace of resentment appeared in her eyes. She wanted to speak, but couldn't say a word.

Not only Xiao Ling'er, but Yang Yetian, the old Prime Minister, and everyone else wanted to call Lu Fan back. But the other party's methods were somewhat terrifying, and he had caused a scene at the banquet and left on bad terms. They didn't force him to stay, but pondered secretly, wanting to find out more later.

Lu Fan nodded to Zu Qing Tan and Zhao Zhenchuan, then gave a strange laugh, picked up Lu Ran, took large strides, left the palace, and walked toward the Lu Family residence.

The night was deep, but the aristocratic area outside the imperial city was even livelier. Everything that happened in the palace had already been spread around in various messages.

The son of the Longxiang Nie Family head proposed to the Prime Minister's youngest daughter, Xiao Ling'er, but was stopped by someone, and the person who took action was just a youth. There were even absurd rumors that this person was the Lu Family's trash cast-off son, Lu Fan.

I don't know how many family spies were reprimanded and beaten; the reason was nothing more than dereliction of duty, which was a huge injustice. These people had grievances they couldn't speak of, and not daring to blame the person who took action, they recorded all their hatred against Lu Fan.

Resentment and anger are also a form of spiritual power. Many people suffered this treatment, and the energy of resentment and anger gathered in one place, like condensed spiritual power; Lu Fan actually sensed it from across the void, not knowing how far away it was.

"Evil resentment power, who hates me so much?" Lu Fan paused involuntarily, slightly surprised.

Then he returned to normal and said indifferently: "Such a faint resentment and evil aura has no effect on me at all. The Lu Family's business is more important!"

As soon as his voice fell, he leaped up again, and his speed accelerated abruptly. The people who had come out of the palace and were secretly following him were all miserable.

In a moment, Lu Fan stopped in front of a luxurious mansion, and with a "slap," Lu Ran was thrown down by him. Then, he hammered the air.

"Dong dong dong..."

Several dull sounds arose, the gate opened in response, and a line of guard martial masters walked out, each with a cold and murderous look, as if they had been prepared for a long time.

Seeing this scene, Lu Ran was overjoyed and shouted at the big man in leather armor leading them: "Uncle-in-law, save me!"

The other party's expression turned gloomy. He looked at Lu Ran indifferently, then roared: "Audacious Lu Fan! You injured the head of the family's son; the crime is punishable by death. Men, get him! Use the clan law!"

As soon as his voice fell, a group of martial masters surrounded him. Suddenly, an array aura dissipated, and the mystery was revealed. Vaguely, an irresistible power suppressed Lu Fan.

"Eh! Small Formless Array? This Lu Family is somewhat interesting!"

Lu Fan was slightly surprised and saw the origin of the surrounding array at a glance, but then he shook his head and said with disdain: "But you half-baked martial masters are performing it without even half a trace of form or intent, let alone the true meaning of the Small Formless Array—formless and imageless!"

He looked dissatisfied and commented casually, his light words causing the surrounding martial masters to change their expressions and become incredibly angry.