The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

Chapter 627: Chapter 597: Hopefully, the Robbers Won’t Show Up! (1)

Qin Fan didn’t have Thousand-mile Eye, nor did he possess Sharp-Hearing Ear.

Even if he did, he wouldn’t be probing toward Beijing at this moment. But regardless of whether he knew what was happening there, Qin Fan had already prepared for the worst.

Although he had acted arrogantly in the Bo Family incident, it didn’t mean he was ignorant. After such a public display of intimidation, claiming that the higher-ups harbored no ill will toward him would be a lie fit for children. Therefore, it was time for him to take precautions.

Not long after he left the Eastern Hotel, the phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed.

"Master Qin!" Ye Jizu’s solemn voice resonated as Qin Fan swiped the screen to answer the call.

"Mm, speak," Qin Fan responded indifferently, sitting in the taxi.

"Master Qin, I know it’s not my place to say some things, but I can’t hold it in! You were a bit impulsive regarding the Bo Family. There are many ways to deal with them, but this kind of intimidation might make the higher-ups get the wrong idea about you!" Ye Jizu said, his voice laced with concern.

"Impulsive?"

Qin Fan let out a flippant, dismissive chuckle. "Do you think I care?"

The other end of the line went silent.

Indeed, would Qin Fan care? If he did, would he have acted this way?

"Master Qin, I know you don’t care, but if it really comes to that, you won’t be facing just one person! If the higher-ups retaliate and try to suppress you, the loss will far outweigh the gain! There was really no need to resolve the Bo Family matter this way!" Ye Jizu said cautiously after a brief pause, afraid of provoking Qin Fan.

"What are you trying to get at?" Qin Fan’s voice grew heavy as he listened to Ye Jizu’s hemming and hawing.

"Master Qin!"

Ye Jizu took a deep breath. After a moment of hesitation, while Qin Fan waited in silence, he continued, "Master Qin, according to the Old Master, he hopes you will go with him to Beijing! To avoid any unnecessary... uh... confrontations!"

As he finished, Ye Jizu’s heart began to race.

"Haha! Is that Beijing’s idea, or Elder Ye’s?" Qin Fan laughed mockingly.

"We haven’t received any word from Beijing, nor have they contacted us. This is purely the Old Master’s idea," Ye Jizu replied earnestly.

"If I considered or cared about the consequences, I wouldn’t have slaughtered the Bo Family. If I were afraid of provoking certain people, I wouldn’t have thrown Bao Qiudong from the ninth floor and intimidated all of Jinling! So, tell Elder Ye he’s overthinking things. However, if you’re afraid of being implicated, that’s fine. It’s not too late to cut ties with me now. Don’t worry, even if you sever all relations, I won’t hold a grudge. I had the third generation of the Chang Family relay the same message to them, and now you can relay my words to Elder Ye.

"I, Qin Fan, have never considered the consequences of my actions because there are no consequences worthy of my concern! If they want to tear all pretenses down, then let’s fight! So what if they summon the entire Martial Arts World to besiege me? This sky can never cover my eyes, and this earth can never bury my heart! My dictionary has no words for ’compromise’ or ’concession’! The Bo Family is gone, and that’s that. If I have to answer for it, wouldn’t I just be slapping my own face?"

What is arrogance? What is dominance? Faced with Qin Fan’s unbridled audacity once more, Ye Jizu was rendered completely speechless. He didn’t know what to say, or what he even could say. After Qin Fan had laid everything out so clearly, continuing to persuade him would be utterly foolish. He understood that much, at least.

AHEM!

The taxi driver coughed dryly. When Qin Fan glanced at him, the driver couldn’t resist saying, "Buddy, it’s fine to talk big, but you gotta keep it reasonable!"

"Heh."

In response to the driver’s sarcastic jibe, Qin Fan just gave a dismissive chuckle.

On the other end of the line, Ye Jizu had been stunned into silence by Qin Fan’s speech. Snapped back to his senses by the sound of the chuckle, he clenched his teeth and asked tentatively, "Master Qin, is it really worth all this trouble for you? You—"

"The issue isn’t whether it’s worth my time. I’ll deal with whatever comes my way. Their choice is their own; I’m indifferent. Going to Beijing to give an explanation is impossible. Relay my words to Elder Ye. It’s not too late for the Ye Family to get out while the heat is on. All right, that’s all. I’m hanging up. New Year’s Day is coming up. I’ll be back in Jiangzhou, and we can meet then."

With that, Qin Fan forcefully ended the call, not giving Ye Jizu a chance to reply.

Ignoring the strange look the driver was giving him in the rearview mirror, Qin Fan leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Seeing this, the driver, who had been about to mock him again, wisely shut his mouth. After all, he was just a taxi driver trying to make a living. Whether his passengers were posturing or just bragging, it wasn’t his place to comment. That earlier laugh had already been a bit out of line. It was a good thing he ran into this guy. If he had run into a real hothead who loved to show off, he would have been in for it.

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped at a desolate intersection, the driver not daring to go any further.

After hitting the brakes, the driver turned around. "Buddy, this is as far as I go. I don’t dare drive any further! This road is shady; robbers hang out here all the time!"

"Alright, this is fine."

Qin Fan pulled out two hundred-yuan bills, handed them over, and then pushed the door open to get out.

"Wait! I haven’t given you your change yet!"

As Qin Fan got out, the driver quickly rolled down the window and called out.

"Forget it. Consider it a tip," Qin Fan said with a faint smile, shaking his head.

"Hold on!"

Seeing Qin Fan start to walk away, the driver leaned out of the window and shouted again.

"Is there something else?" Qin Fan stopped and turned back, chuckling lightly.

Biting his lip, the driver said, "Buddy, take my advice. Don’t go in there unless it’s absolutely necessary! That place used to be a graveyard, and now it’s a robbers’ den. They’re out here day and night; all us taxi drivers know about it! We never dare take this road. Don’t go risking your life!"

"Thanks. Let’s just hope the robbers don’t show up," Qin Fan said with a faint, wicked smile. Ignoring the driver’s warning, he resolutely walked on.

Robbers? If any robbers actually showed up, it would just be their bad luck to run into King Yanluo on his patrol.