Starting with the Immortal Cultivation System, what can you use to fight me?

Seeing the two men's contemptuous attitude, Zhao Yunchuan became even more angry, but there was nothing he could do. He could only stand there, staring with wide eyes, as if he wanted to burn the two men to death with his gaze.

"Hmph, you guys are just being stubborn! Wait until my dad gets here, and I'll see how you can still laugh!" Zhao Yunchuan said viciously, his facial muscles twisted with anger.

"Zhao Yunchuan, considering that your mother and my mother are close friends, I'm kindly reminding you that he's someone you can never afford to offend!"

"You'd better apologize to him and get his forgiveness, otherwise... you will regret it." Situ Xueyao reminded him at the right time, her tone very cold.

Zhao Yunchuan laughed heartily, as if he had just heard a ridiculous joke. His laughter was filled with endless sarcasm. "Sister Xueyao, have you been bewitched by those two country bumpkins? You're the one I can't afford to offend? And you're still regretting it... How hilarious!"

When my dad comes, it will be as easy as killing two ants to crush these two country bumpkins!

"Sister Xueyao, don't be blinded by the sweet talk of these two country bumpkins. Only I can give you the perfect life you want. We will be very happy together!"

"Zhao Yunchuan, you're truly invincible." Situ Xueyao was completely speechless. She turned to look at Lin Han and Lin Bufan, her eyes filled with trust and gratitude. "Thank you for what happened tonight. You shouldn't have been involved in this trouble."

Lin Han smiled slightly, his eyes gentle: "Miss Situ, you are too serious. We are friends. When a friend is in trouble, we naturally cannot stand idly by."

Lin Bufan also waved his hand casually: "Yes, Miss Situ, you're welcome. I don't care about such an idiot."

"Damn it, who is so bold as to hit my son Zhao Donglai!"

At this moment, the door of the bar was pushed open, and a group of bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses walked in, escorting a burly, fierce-looking middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was the overlord of southern Yunnan, Zhao Yunchuan's father - Zhao Donglai.

Seeing this, the crowd watching the excitement around the bar hall stepped back and made way for Zhao Donglai and his bodyguards.

Zhao Donglai glanced around the bar. When he saw his son lying on the ground in a miserable state, his face instantly turned gloomy.

"Son, who beat you like this?" Zhao Donglai's eyes were wide open, and his tone was full of murderous intent.

Seeing this, Zhao Yunchuan seemed to have found his backbone. He crawled to Zhao Donglai and pointed at Lin Han and Lin Bufan and cried, "Dad, it was these two country bumpkins. Not only did they beat me, they also insulted our Zhao family!"

"It's just you two?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Donglai turned his cold gaze towards Lin Han and Lin Bufan.

However, when his eyes fell on Lin Bufan's playful face, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he saw something horrible. His face instantly turned pale as paper, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Mr. Fan...Mr. Fan?" Zhao Donglai's voice trembled, and he could hardly believe his eyes.

As the overlord of southern Yunnan, he was usually domineering and no one dared to provoke him, but the person in front of him was someone he could not afford to offend at all - Lin Bufan, a direct descendant of the Lin family, the first super family in Xia country.

"Oh? Do you know me?" Lin Bufan asked with a playful smile, his eyes full of amusement.

"Master Fan, I...how could I not recognize you?" Zhao Donglai's forehead was covered with sweat, and his voice trembled slightly. "At the Lin Group's banquet not long ago, I had the honor of witnessing Master Fan's elegance. I was deeply impressed by you!"

"Oh..." Lin Bufan said, looking completely disapproving.

"Dad! What are you talking about? Quickly cripple these two country bumpkins!" Zhao Yunchuan watched on in bewilderment, not understanding why his father was so afraid of Lin Bufan.

&34;Shut up!&34;

Zhao Donglai didn't say anything and directly rewarded his son with a big B bag.

&34;Snap—&34;

The slap made Zhao Yunchuan dizzy and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He covered his face and looked at his father in disbelief.

"Dad, you...you actually hit me?" Zhao Yunchuan's voice trembled, his eyes full of disbelief and anger.

"Beating you is a light punishment. You useless thing, quickly get out in front of Master Fan and kowtow and admit your mistake! Beg for his forgiveness, otherwise... I will sever the father-son relationship with you!"

Zhao Donglai's eyes widened in anger, his tone unwavering. He knew Lin Bufan's identity and background well. He was just a small overlord of southern Yunnan, not even an ant in front of him; at best, a microorganism. If he offended this young master, the entire Zhao family would be buried with him.

Zhao Yunchuan was struck by lightning when he heard this. He froze in place, his face filled with shock and resentment. He had never dreamed that his father, who usually bullied others, would be so afraid of Lin Bufan that he would even threaten to sever their father-son relationship.

Under Zhao Donglai's fierce gaze, Zhao Yunchuan had no choice but to yield. He staggered to Lin Bufan, his legs gave way, and he knelt on the ground, saying in a trembling voice, "Fan... Master Fan, I... I was wrong. Please forgive me."

"Fuck! This plot is a bit confusing. Why did Zhao Yunchuan suddenly kneel down to that ruthless guy?"

"That's right. You were so arrogant just now, why are you so cowardly now?"

Seeing this, everyone in the bar exclaimed and talked about it, their eyes shifting back and forth between Zhao Donglai and Lin Bufan, trying to guess the reason.

Lin Bufan looked at Zhao Yunchuan kneeling in front of him, a cold smile on his face. He didn't rush to get Zhao Yunchuan up, but slowly spoke with a hint of teasing in his tone: "Master Zhao, what are you talking about? Didn't you just threaten to make us leave the bar lying down?"

Zhao Yunchuan turned even paler upon hearing this. He kowtowed repeatedly, his voice filled with tears, "Master Fan, I was blind to the true power. I was wrong. Please be magnanimous and forgive me."

"Tsk tsk tsk... Mr. Zhao, do I still like your arrogant look just now? I'm a little uncomfortable with your sudden change." At this time, Lin Han also spoke, his voice calm and with a hint of ridicule, as if he was watching an interesting drama.

Lin Bufan chuckled and turned to look at Lin Han, a tacit understanding flashing in his eyes: "Yes, your arrogant look just now really shocked me. You are really so majestic, so domineering, and so manly..."

He deliberately prolonged his tone, changed the subject, and continued, "What a pity, he was so handsome for only three seconds, and he's already a coward. It's really disappointing."