The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 86 - 84: 10 Minutes! (Request for recommendation votes! Request for favorites!)_2
"Master Black! Master Black, this has nothing to do with me! I’m not with them, I’m not with them!"
Faced with such an imposing force, Zhong Litong was on the verge of collapsing from fright. She didn’t dare think about sneaking away anymore, frantically waving her hands and shouting as her face went deathly pale.
"You say you’re not, so you’re not? Seize her. We can figure out if she’s involved later. It’s better to arrest the wrong person than let one slip by!" Master Black retracted his sinister gaze, snorted coldly, and waved his hand.
His fierce-looking henchmen immediately closed in. Just as they were about to make a move, Zhong Litong’s friends ran over in a panic.
Yunyun, the woman who had teased Qin Fan earlier, cried out anxiously, "Master Black, you’ve got the wrong person! She’s my best friend. She really isn’t with those two! Master Black, my father is Chen Heng. Can you give him some face?"
With that, Chen Yunyun stepped in front of Zhong Litong, shielding her.
"Your dad is Chen Heng?" Hearing this, Master Black’s aggressive posture relaxed slightly. He looked at Chen Yunyun with a hint of suspicion. Chen Heng is a tycoon known by nearly everyone in Shuidong. His daughter is slumming it in a place like this?
"Master Black, do you really think I’d have the guts to lie to you about this?" Chen Yunyun met his gaze without flinching.
It was precisely this fearlessness that convinced him.
"Fine," Master Black said, glancing at Zhong Litong with a touch of regret. "I’ll give your father some face. Take her and go." He waved a dismissive hand at Chen Yunyun.
"Thank you, Master Black! I’ll tell my father he owes you one!" Chen Yunyun said, then pulled Zhong Litong down the steps.
As she turned back, however, she couldn’t help but look at Qin Fan and say sympathetically, "Good luck, kiddo."
Wishing me good luck? Hearing this, Qin Fan laughed—a derisive, scornful sound. Meeting Chen Yunyun’s sympathetic gaze, he raised his index finger to his lips and gave a wicked curl of his mouth.
With Master Black’s arrival, the first signs of trouble were brewing, and the music in the nightclub fell silent. As the manager tried to disperse the guests with an apologetic smile, a refined and scholarly-looking man of about thirty walked over. "Master Black, what’s all this?" he asked with a smile. "Judging by this scene, you’re not just here for a drink, are you?"
"President Wang, sorry for the disturbance," Master Black said, turning his head and nodding a greeting.
"No problem at all. After all, you own a stake in this club!" President Wang chuckled. "So, what’s the situation here?" He gestured toward Qin Fan and Ma Yunbin.
"Nothing much. Just a couple of outsiders who beat up my men. I happened to be nearby and just dropped in," Master Black replied.
"Ah, I see. In that case, I won’t get in your way. I’ll take my leave now!" With that, the man waved his hand and walked off with a smile.
Just then, Ma Yunbin, still surrounded, calmly smiled at the mob boss. "Master Black, is that right? Can you give me ten minutes? I guarantee I’ll give you a satisfactory explanation. If you’re not satisfied after ten minutes, you can kill me or skin me alive. Do whatever you want. How about it?"
His words caught the attention of President Wang, who had been about to leave, as well as Chen Yunyun and her friends.
Ten minutes? What could they possibly do in ten minutes? In this part of Shuidong, Master Black was the local emperor! Was it even possible to get on his good side in just ten minutes?
"Haha! It’s been a long time since anyone dared to negotiate with me like that," Master Black laughed raucously. "Ten minutes, is it? Fine! I’ll indulge you. I want to see just what kind of trouble a couple of out-of-towners can stir up on my turf in ten minutes!"
He spread his hands, and the brutes surrounding Qin Fan and Ma Yunbin immediately backed away. Master Black took a step forward, glanced at the two of them, and continued with a smirk, "You have ten minutes. If I’m not satisfied when the time is up, the consequences will be... severe."
"Heh, then we thank you in advance," Ma Yunbin replied with a playful smile. He then turned to Qin Fan and said, "Lord Qin, allow me to handle this."
"Go ahead. Do as you like," Qin Fan said with a faint nod and a smile.
Lord Qin? A snot-nosed kid in his teens is being called a ’Lord’? So naive, they have no idea what they’re up against! Is the title of ’Lord’ so easily claimed? Hearing this title, Master Black’s disdain for Ma Yunbin and Qin Fan grew.
President Wang also shook his head, his eyes filled with pity for the pair. If he’d been called ’Young Master Qin,’ it might have given one pause, something to mull over. But to be called ’Lord Qin’... that just exposed them as utterly clueless and arrogant.
Down by the stairs, her friends were still shaken. "Yunyun, let’s go!" one of them urged, tugging at her hand.
"No rush. Let’s watch the show for a bit. It’ll be fine," Chen Yunyun said, her elegant brows knitting together. Seeing the cold pride on Qin Fan’s face and Ma Yunbin’s unshakable composure, she had a feeling that things were not as simple as they seemed.
Back at the booth, after getting Qin Fan’s approval, Ma Yunbin gave a quick "Alrighty then," and pulled out his phone. He swiftly dialed Ye Jizu’s number.
From a luxurious mansion in Jiangzhou, a sleepy voice answered, yawning repeatedly. "Yunbin? What’s going on? Why are you calling me in the middle of the night? Did something happen?"
"Old Ye, Lord Qin and I have run into some trouble," Ma Yunbin said, his tone surprisingly carefree. "We’re surrounded."
In trouble with Lord Qin, and they’re surrounded? Besides Qin Fan, who else in their circle could possibly be called ’Lord Qin’?
SWISH—
The name was like a jolt of electricity. Ye Jizu bolted upright in bed, all traces of sleepiness vanishing in an instant. He asked urgently, "What’s happened?"
"Heh, don’t ask. I got permission from Lord Qin to handle this myself, so you’d better not let me down, Old Ye. By the way, they only gave us ten minutes. You know what to do," Ma Yunbin said.
"What’s your location?" Ye Jizu asked sharply.
"Shuidong, at the Royal Party Club! Remember, only ten minutes. Thirty seconds have already passed. If we go over the time limit, things will get very serious," Ma Yunbin said, his words a clear double entendre.
Hearing this talk of ’very serious’ consequences, Master Black couldn’t help but shake his head. He assumed the two outsiders were just scared. The phone call only deepened his disdain. What kind of big shot could they possibly summon with a conversation like that? Is that how powerful people talk? Ten minutes... Fine. I’ll play along with these clueless kids for ten more minutes.
He had no idea that Ma Yunbin’s warning was aimed squarely at him. If Ye Jizu failed to deliver within ten minutes, the only ones facing ’serious’ consequences would be Master Black and his men.
"Got it!" Ye Jizu responded curtly and immediately hung up.
He didn’t waste a second wondering why Lord Qin and Ma Yunbin were in another city. All he knew was that when the name "Qin Fan" was involved, he had to act with the utmost urgency. If not for the distance and time, he would have desperately wanted to appear there himself.
Without a moment’s hesitation after ending the call with Ma Yunbin, he immediately began making a rapid succession of phone calls, each one lasting only a few seconds.
