The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 84 - 83: Leave Now or You’ll Never Be Able To!
He disregarded her, offering no answer. His posture remained unchanged, as if he hadn’t heard a thing. But his disregard didn’t mean she was willing to give up.
Gazing at Qin Fan’s handsome face, which possessed an indescribable charm, the tipsy woman flashed a seductive smile. She slid over on the sofa, and with a deft twist of her body, pressed herself against him. The faint, alluring scent of her perfume, mixed with alcohol, drifted toward his nose.
Tilting her head slightly, she repeated, "Little brother, can you buy a big sister like me a drink?"
Just as she was about to deploy her ultimate move—a gentle bite on his earlobe—Qin Fan finally spoke, his voice incredibly cold and indifferent.
"Get lost."
The woman trembled in disbelief, her body freezing. Get lost? "Little brother, what did you say?"
"The wine on the table is yours to drink. When you’re done, get lost," Qin Fan said emotionlessly, his posture still unchanged.
"I’m sorry for disturbing you!" Hearing a tone and words that completely contradicted his age and appearance, the woman felt an inexplicable sense of dread. Her drunkenness seemed to evaporate in an instant. After her apology, she scurried away in her high heels, walking down from the raised booth.
At a nearby booth, a few other flamboyantly dressed women who had witnessed the exchange stared in disbelief.
"Yunyun’s seduction actually failed?"
"Seriously? Have her skills gotten rusty or what? She can’t even handle a teenage brat?"
"That guy kept his eyes closed the whole time. What’s up with that?"
"If you’re going to pretend to be deep and mysterious, that’s not the way to do it. Forget it, I’m going to give it a try!"
After their chatter, the last woman to speak made her way over.
As her friend approached, the woman named Yunyun forced a bitter smile. "He’s a total freak."
"Watch me," her friend said with a sly wink, playfully slapping Yunyun’s shapely rear before striding toward Qin Fan’s booth.
She had no idea, however, that despite the distance and the deafening electronic music, Qin Fan had heard every single word of their conversation.
As she was about to step up into the booth, Qin Fan smiled. He set down his glass, opened his eyes, and looked at her. "Are you here for a free drink, or are you trying to seduce me?"
"Little brother, and here I thought you were going to play the cold, aloof type all night!" The woman strode confidently up the steps and sat down beside Qin Fan. Resting an elbow on his shoulder, she laughed. "If I really tried to seduce you, do you think you could resist?"
"Why don’t you try and see?" Qin Fan retorted, the corner of his lip curling into a roguish smirk.
"You wouldn’t dare do anything to me in here, would you?" she giggled dismissively. With that, she extended a long leg, swinging it over to his other side. Then, she decisively settled onto his lap, her arms wrapping around his neck.
But in the next moment, she was completely stunned. A look of terror flashed in her eyes.
Just as she was about to open her mouth and tease him, Qin Fan’s playful smile widened. He simply raised his hand and grabbed her breast. That single action stunned the women watching from a distance and scared the one on his lap out of her wits.
They had dared to tease him so boldly only because he looked young and was by himself. They never imagined the quiet, eyes-closed young man would have a side like this.
"This game isn’t fun," Qin Fan sneered, pushing her away. "Go back and tell your friends that if they provoke me again, I’ll deal with them on the spot. Now, get lost!"
"You... you touched me?" the woman stammered, furious and stunned.
"I said, get lost," Qin Fan repeated with a frown, knowing this was just a game they were playing at his expense.
"You little bastard, you—"
Before the enraged woman could finish, Qin Fan cut her off. "If you don’t get lost now, you won’t be able to later even if you want to."
As he said this, a playful smile spread across his face. With his Divine Sense, he could clearly perceive the commotion brewing outside the nightclub.
Just as he finished speaking, before the woman could even process what was happening, a twelve-seater Jinbei van and several SUVs screeched to a halt outside. A dozen or so men swarmed into the club.
Spotting the commotion, Ma Yunbin, who had been embracing and groping a pretty girl on the dance floor, instantly sobered up. He pushed the girl away and rushed back to their booth in a few quick steps.
"Lord Qin!"
"They’re here," Qin Fan said with a smile, pressing a hand down to calm him. "The show is about to begin."
Lord Qin? The woman who had just been groped stared, dumbfounded at the title. That refined-looking young man, who was clearly a few years older than Qin Fan, was respectfully addressing him as ’Lord Qin’? What kind of background do these two have?
But before she could think any further, the dozen men who had stormed the club surrounded Qin Fan’s booth.
"Black Lord, that’s them!" a garishly dressed woman announced, stepping out from behind a middle-aged man. She pointed at Qin Fan and Ma Yunbin. "They’re the two bastards who beat up Brother Wolf and the others!"
"You damn whore! You dared to set me up!" Ma Yunbin roared in humiliated fury upon seeing her.
"Young Master Ma, you certainly have a strong stomach. I’m surprised you could even stand to touch her," Qin Fan mocked with a smirk. The woman wasn’t ugly, but she reeked of the streets.
"Ahem, Lord Qin! It was purely a matter of physiological urgency. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have given her a second look even if she paid me a million!" Hearing Qin Fan’s comment, Ma Yunbin’s anger evaporated, replaced by boundless embarrassment.
"One of these days, a woman is going to be the death of you," Qin Fan remarked noncommittally.
Listening to their exchange, Zhong Litong, who was still standing nearby after being groped by Qin Fan, was utterly shocked. Only now did she finally understand what Qin Fan had meant when he said she wouldn’t be able to leave later if she didn’t leave now. If she were mistaken for being part of Qin Fan’s group, how could she possibly escape? That was the Black Lord across from them—the infamous Black Lord of Shuidong! 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
The thought made her panic. She bitterly regretted wading into these muddy waters. Not only had she been groped and humiliated by Qin Fan, but now she might be mistaken as an accomplice by the Black Lord! This was a textbook example of trying to steal the chicken, only to lose the rice for bait. A classic case of suffering a double loss.
She began to tiptoe slowly to the side, desperate to escape the vortex.
The garishly dressed woman who had entrapped Ma Yunbin spotted Zhong Litong’s movement and immediately shouted, "Black Lord, she’s trying to run!"
Nearby, Zhong Litong’s friends, who had been watching nervously, felt their hearts sink at the shout. Their faces turned deathly pale as they began to panic.
"Run? Think you can get away? Come on, grab all these outsiders for me! Including this woman!" As he pointed at Zhong Litong, a lecherous gleam lit up the Black Lord’s eyes. A full chest and rear, a pretty face... She was high-quality goods, a real prize.
