Chapter 145 - Chen Clan’s People are Not to be Bullied
“Chen Qingqing...”
Riding the Golden Horned Horse, Chen Fan saw the unfolding events ahead and listened to their fight.
As he focused his gaze, a cold light flashed in his eyes. How dare they bully my Chen Clan’s people in broad daylight!
Chen Qingqing was a descendant of the Chen Clan.
“Hehe! Let’s see where you can run off to. Come on, come into this young master’s arms obediently. I will take good care of you.”
The sickly youth laughed perversely, reaching out to grab Chen Qingqing's hand.
“Hold it right there!”
Suddenly, a cold shout resonated in the area.
“Freaking hell, which blind dog dares to stick their nose into this young master’s matters? Come out and show yourself to me. You must be tired of living!” sneered the sickly youth, turning to look.
“Oh? A Golden Horned Horse. Good stuff. I like it. Brat, did you call me out? Good, very good. No one dares to stick their nose into my matters in Xuanyang City. Just take a look around.”
The sickly youth pointed at the surrounding people.
Wherever his gaze fell, people quickly lowered their heads in fear and stepped back. The sickly youth smiled complacently, looked at Chen Fan again, and laughed coldly.
“You see that? You dare tell me to stop. How daring of you! Since it's your first offense and I'm kind, I will give you a way out. Leave behind your Golden Horned Horse, kneel and kowtow to me a hundred times, and call me grandfather a hundred times. If not...”
The sickly youth’s expression turned vicious, a cold light shining from his eyes as he declared, “You won’t have a chance to regret it later!”
Ignoring the youth's arrogance, Chen Fan told the young lady, “Come here, Qingqing.”
Though not too familiar with her, Chen Qingqing and he had played together in their youth.
If a Chen Clan descended was being bullied outside, he naturally wouldn’t watch and do nothing.
Quickly hiding behind Chen Fan, Chen Qingqing peeked out, her eyes lighting up. She asked carefully, “You are... Big Brother Chen Fan?”
Grinning, Chen Fan replied, “What? Did I change so much you can't recognize me?”
“Ah! It’s really you, Big Brother Chen Fan!” Chen Qingqing immediately exclaimed, shocked and excited, “You haven’t returned in three years; you’ve changed so much. I thought you looked familiar, but I wasn’t sure.”
“Right. Three years away, and now some scoundrel dares to bully our Chen Clan people in broad daylight!” A cold smile appeared on Chen Fan’s lips.
"I was wondering who this is. It's actually Chen Fan," mocked Tan Yunbao, sizing up Chen Fan. "Heard you were doing 'pretty well' in the Spring Autumn Sect, earning the title of martial trash. Truly amazing.
“Is your dantian finally open? Did you advance to the first level? Is that why you triumphantly returned home to deliver the good news?” asked the sickly youth, Tan Yunbao, sarcastically.
Xuanyang City had three major martial clans: Chen Clan, Tan Clan, and Liu Clan.
The Chen Clan's roots in Xuanyang City were relatively shallow, only a few decades old. In contrast, the Tan Clan and Liu Clan, the city's oldest martial clans, boasted over a hundred years of heritage.
As the Chen Clan rose to prominence, the Tan and Liu Clans, the established powers, couldn't resist meddling with them.
Chen Fan's father and grandfather, both Qi Grandmasters, shielded the Chen Clan from direct harm, allowing them to flourish and stand on equal footing with the two major clans.
Nevertheless, conflicts arose regularly among the three clans, primarily fueled by competition for resources crucial to martial arts cultivation.
In the limited sphere of Xuanyang City, where resources were finite, the Tan and Liu Clans resented the Chen Clan's growing presence.
However, being veteran martial clans of Xuanyang City, they were powerful.
Tan Yunbao, the Third Young Master of the Tan Clan, earned notoriety throughout Xuanyang City for his oppressive behavior and numerous heinous acts, all while enjoying the backing of the Tan Clan. Countless young and beautiful women fell victim to his abuses.
“A martial trash like you dares to stick your hand into my business. You must be tired of living!” Tan Yunbao's expression twisted into a ferocious look.
Everyone knew the Chen Clan had produced a useless young master, Chen Fan. Born with iron-like dantian and blocked meridians, he was a martial waste.
Chen Zhengqing had used his connections to send him to the Spring Autumn Sect.
“It really is Chen Fan. He has changed a lot. I almost couldn’t recognize him.”
“I heard his dantian and meridians turned him into a martial trash. His father had to use backroom politics to get him into a sect. He hasn’t returned in three years. Is he really back because he advanced to the first level like Tan Yunbao said? He came back to report the good news?”
“If that really is the case, I think the Chen Clan would surely set up a huge banquet to celebrate for three days and three nights.”
“......”
The nearby crowd gossiped among themselves.
“You said I’m trash?”
Chen Fan smiled coldly, carrying a hint of murderous qi.
“Am I wrong? Do you think you can get rid of the title after spending three years to advance to the first level of the Qigong realm?”
Tan Yunbao said disdainfully, “I’ll give you two choices. One, hand over Chen Qingqing to me, then kneel and kowtow to me, admitting your mistakes. Because you are the Chen Clan’s young master, call me grandfather three times, and I’ll let you off. Two, I break all your limbs and take Chen Qingqing away.”
Tan Yunbao was determined to have his way with Chen Qingqing today. He had long coveted her beauty and wouldn't let this opportunity slip through his fingers.
Despite her status as a Chen Clan descendant, Chen Qingqing belonged to the branch family, and her parents held little influence. He wouldn't get into serious trouble even if he took Chen Qingqing by force.
“Kowtow and admit my mistake? Call you ‘grandfather’ three times?”
Killing intent in Chen Fan’s eyes surged.
Tan Yunbao's arrogance had reached a point where he disregarded the law.
Truthfully speaking, Chen Fan felt that he would only dirty his hands by killing a scoundrel like Tan Yunbao. Yet, Tan Yunbao’s arrogance kept fueling his anger.
“Big Brother Chen Fan, just move aside. I’ll go with him.” Chen Qingqing suddenly stepped forward, determination on her face.
She knew Chen Fan’s situation well and understood he hadn’t visited home in three years due to shame.
Since he had come home this year, it likely had something to do with his cultivation.
However, with his iron-like dantian and blocked meridians, even if he made a breakthrough, he likely would only be at the first level, as Tan Yunbao had said. It wasn’t much different from her.
Facing Tan Yunbao, Chen Fan was no match for him at all.
“Stop right there, Qingqing!” Chen Fan shouted coldly. “Our Chen Clan’s people are not to be bullied. A piece of shit like Tan Yunbao wants me to hand you over? It won’t happen even if he calls his useless father over!”
Chen Fan's words resonated like thunder, leaving the crowd stunned. Their faces paled, not due to surprise at Chen Fan's strength but because of his "extremely arrogant" words.
Tun Yunbao, a piece of shit?
Tan Yunbao’s father, the Patriarch Tan Feng, useless?
Chen Fan’s words nearly scared them to their deaths!
Was Chen Fan out of his mind? To speak so boldly!
Did he really think Tan Yunbao didn’t dare to cripple him?
The crowd's terrified gaze shifted to Tan Yunbao, anticipating the eruption of his simmering anger. They knew that his mounting fury was on the brink of exploding.
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