The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 87 - 85: You’re Bound to Be Disappointed!

「At the Royal Party.」

Qin Fan casually sank into the booth sofa. He hadn’t expected that punk Ma Yunbin to actually drag Ye Jizu into this.

With a lazy smile, he poured several glasses of red wine. He ignored Black Boss, instead looking at Chen Yunyun down on the main floor. With a wicked grin, he said, "Hey, you. Didn’t you say you wanted me to buy you a drink? The wine’s right here. Do you have the guts to come up and have one with me, right in front of Black Boss?"

At his words, the faces of Chen Yunyun’s friends turned pale. It was too late for them to run; how could they possibly have a drink with him in front of Black Boss?

"Yunyun, don’t go! That little bastard wants to drag you down with him, don’t do it!"

"Xiaowen is right, Yunyun, don’t go!"

"Damn that little bastard! His act must be falling apart, so he’s trying to take someone down with him! Yunyun, don’t fall for it!" the young women anxiously warned her.

Yet, Chen Yunyun was completely unconcerned. She offered them an elegant smile before turning to Qin Fan, a corner of her mouth lifting. "Then thank you in advance. I hope you’ll still be able to smile later."

With that, she took a step forward and ascended the stairs.

"Yunyun, I’ll go with you!" After a moment of internal struggle, Zhong Liting bit her lip and followed. Chen Yunyun had just bailed her out. Now that she was determined to wade into these muddy waters, how could Zhong Liting just stand by and watch?

"Hahh... if we’re going to die, we’ll die together!" Taking a deep breath, the other young women said this before stepping onto the staircase to follow their friends.

"Tsk, tsk. So loyal," Qin Fan said, his playful gaze sweeping over the women as they came up. "Fine. A few more glasses won’t make a difference."

"Black Boss, may we have a drink with him?" Upon reaching the top of the stairs, Chen Yunyun addressed Black Boss first, showing him ample respect.

This was enough to appease Black Boss’s ego. It was only for ten minutes, after all. What reason did he have to refuse? It wouldn’t hurt to let these two ignorant little bastards strut around for a few more minutes. Besides, if word got out that he, the great Black Boss, got hung up on such a trivial matter, he’d become a laughingstock.

"Of course. It’s your freedom," Black Boss said with a grim chuckle, shooting a cold glance at Qin Fan and Ma Yunbin.

"Thank you for your understanding, Black Boss. We wouldn’t dare without your permission!" Chen Yunyun laughed sweetly. She knew exactly how to handle people. Given her father’s status, she didn’t need to be so deferential, but a woman with high emotional intelligence knew the power of a few well-placed compliments.

Hearing her soothing words, Black Boss nodded in satisfaction and sat down as well.

"Well, little brother, are you done with your cool and mysterious act? Done telling me to get lost? Heh..." Chen Yunyun said mockingly, leaning her elbow on the counter as she looked at him.

"I was bored before, but now things are getting interesting," Qin Fan said, still utterly composed as he raised his glass and took a deep sip. "Here’s the wine. If you’re drinking, raise your glass. If not, get lost. It’s that simple."

"You little bastard, you must have run out of tricks, right?" one of the friends snapped resentfully. If it weren’t for Qin Fan, none of this would have happened. "Now that you see Black Boss is giving Yunyun face, you’re getting scared and trying to suck up to her, aren’t you?"

SLAP!

Just as the words left her mouth, Ma Yunbin swung his hand viciously across her face.

"Who are you insulting?" he barked. "If you want to die, just say so!"

"You—" the girl cried out, clutching her cheek.

"That’s going too far," Chen Yunyun’s expression turned cold. "Is this how you invite us for a drink?" she asked Qin Fan, her tone dangerously unfriendly.

"I only invited you. Not them," Qin Fan said, taking a slow sip of his red wine, completely ignoring Ma Yunbin’s actions. "Oh, wait—the one whose chest I groped can join."

"You bastard!" Zhong Liting flushed and snapped, humiliated that he would say such a thing in public.

"You should be glad it was me and not him," Qin Fan said dismissively, gesturing toward Ma Yunbin. "Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been something as simple as a grope. Heh..."

"Four minutes left," one of Black Boss’s burly men announced after checking the time.

"Oh," Qin Fan nodded. He raised his glass toward Chen Yunyun and Zhong Liting, then drained it in one go.

"Yunyun, we’ve had our drink. Let’s go!" Zhong Liting urged anxiously. Hearing the countdown, a sudden fear gripped her. She couldn’t care less if Qin Fan lived or died at the hands of Black Boss.

"There are still a few minutes left. Let’s watch," Chen Yunyun said with a sneer, not bothering to lower her voice. "Let’s see how these two ignorant fools die." Her shred of sympathy for Qin Fan and Ma Yunbin had vanished the moment Ma Yunbin slapped her friend. If not for the situation, she would have already made him pay for that.

"You’re bound to be disappointed," Qin Fan declared, shaking his head arrogantly.

With that, he stood up and looked at Black Boss, chuckling. "Black Boss, perhaps ten minutes won’t be necessary."

"What do you mean?" Black Boss’s face darkened instantly.

But before he could get an answer, the sound of thundering footsteps echoed from outside the nightclub. Everyone instinctively turned to look. A large squad of fully armed officers stormed in, their faces grim. They immediately leveled their weapons at Black Boss and his dozen or so men.

Right behind them, the three top local government officials scrambled in, looking flustered and anxious.

"Official Zhang, Official He, Director Guo!" Black Boss and the nightclub owner blurted out in disbelief.

Chen Yunyun and her friends were completely frozen.

This... This kind of show of force? This is insane! What in the world is going on? To make Black Boss so panicked and terrified... combined with this grand entrance, the identities of these middle-aged men were obvious! But... but could these two bastards really have summoned these bigwigs here in the middle of the night? That’s impossible! But what other explanation could there be?

They didn’t have to wonder for long. While they stood there, dumbfounded, the three dignitaries hurried up the steps. With expressions of utmost trepidation, they addressed the two young men, "Young Master Ma, Mr. Qin! Are you both alright?"

"D-Director Guo, what is this? What’s going on?" Black Boss stammered, his legs beginning to tremble violently. He was drenched in a cold sweat, his face deathly pale.

What was going on? With his years of experience in the Martial World, how could he not understand? But he didn’t want to face it. He prayed it was just an illusion.

He was to be disappointed.

As his voice trembled, Director Guo, a veteran of the special forces, simply lifted his leg and viciously kicked Black Boss square in the chest.