90: Chapter 90 Qin Shao's Favor

In the living room of the presidential suite, the atmosphere was so oppressive it was almost suffocating.

Su Qingxue paced back and forth incessantly.

"Sister Xue, stop pacing. You're making me dizzy."

Fatty Zhang Hao was slumped in a single-seater sofa on the other side, clutching half a piece of unfinished cake. A ring of white cream smeared around his mouth as he mumbled indistinctly.

"Don't you know Brother Fan by now? He's a Pixiu who’s fallen into a money pit. He's always the one taking advantage of others; when have you ever seen him lose out?"

Fatty swallowed the cake in his mouth and reached for a macaron to stuff in. "Even if the eldest Young Master of the Qin Family enters that door, if Brother Fan doesn't scrape a layer of oil off him, it just means Brother Fan wasn't on his game today."

Su Qingxue did not respond.

She was never worried about Lin Fan losing out; she was worried about him taking things too far.

After all, that was the Qin Family of the Imperial Capital.

Although Qin Feng was a profligate, he represented a massive family power. If they completely burned bridges in Jianghai City, Lin Fan would likely find it hard to take a single step in the Imperial Capital in the future.

"You don't understand."

Su Qingxue took a deep breath, trying to calm the anxiety churning in her chest. "For people like Qin Feng, pride is more important than life itself. If Lin Fan really pushes him too far..."

Bang!

A loud noise interrupted Su Qingxue's words.

Su Qingxue stood up abruptly, her heart leaping into her throat.

Lin Fan walked out of the room with his hands in his pockets and a relaxed expression. His leisurely manner didn't look like he had just gone through a tense negotiation.

Following closely behind him was Qin Feng, whose face was ashen.

At this moment, Qin Feng's hair was messy, his tie was pulled askew to one side, and his chest was heaving violently, like an active volcano about to erupt.

"Lin Fan, you're ruthless!"

Qin Feng stopped at the door, pointing his finger at Lin Fan's nose from a distance, his finger trembling violently.

"I, Qin Feng, will remember what happened today!"

"You want Su Qingxue, right? Fine! You can have her, you can have it all!"

Qin Feng gritted his teeth, his features twisting with extreme anger. "The alliance with the Su Family? I'm not discussing it anymore! There were no feelings anyway!"

"Just you wait!"

After speaking, Qin Feng grabbed the black metal box sitting on the cabinet by the door. That was the 'prop' he had spent a full one hundred million to buy.

He didn't stay for a second longer.

Qin Feng turned and left. As he passed Su Qingxue, he gave a heavy snort. His footsteps were messy and hurried, and his retreating figure looked utterly pathetic.

Bang!

The suite's door was slammed shut heavily.

Su Qingxue froze in place, her mind a complete blank.

She had imagined countless outcomes.

Perhaps Qin Feng would leave in a huff, perhaps the two would come to blows, or she even thought Qin Feng might use his family's power to exert pressure.

But she never expected that Qin Feng would publicly shout that the marriage alliance with the Su Family was off.

And in such a manner that was almost like fleeing in panic.

"Holy crap..."

The small cake in Fatty's hand dropped onto the carpet. "Brother Fan, what did you do to him? You don't happen to have some kind of special blackmail on him, do you?"

Lin Fan shrugged, walked over to the coffee table, and popped a grape into his mouth.

"Trade secret."

He turned to look at Su Qingxue, who was still in a petrified state, and snapped his fingers.

"Snap out of it, Su, the Campus Beauty."

Su Qingxue snapped back to her senses and looked at Lin Fan with a complex gaze.

"You really got him to stop coming after me?"

"What else?"

Lin Fan spread his hands. "Young Master Qin is a reasonable man. After a persuasive talk based on virtue from me, he deeply realized that forced love isn't sweet and decided to let go and fulfill us, this pair of star-crossed lovers."

"Persuasion?"

Su Qingxue glanced at the door that had almost been kicked down.

This is called persuasion?

This was practically grinding Qin Feng's dignity into the dirt.

"The less you know about some things, the safer you are."

Lin Fan didn't explain much. His deal with Qin Feng involved the internal struggles of the Imperial Capital's elite families; there was no benefit for Su Qingxue to get involved.

He pulled a black card from his robe.

It was the Supreme Black Gold supplementary card that Qin Feng had slapped on the table earlier.

"Take it."

Lin Fan stuffed the card into Su Qingxue's hand.

The card was cold, with the unique texture of metal.

"What is this?" Su Qingxue was stunned.

"Your appearance fee."

Lin Fan smiled and spoke casually, "Compensation for mental distress from Young Master Qin. He said he offended you many times before, and this money is an apology. The password is six sixes."

Su Qingxue held the card.

Her fingertips felt slightly hot.

She knew the weight of this card—it was Qin Feng's supplementary card.

But what she cared about wasn't the money.

It was that Lin Fan had handled the matter so thoroughly.

He hadn't just blocked the Qin Family's marriage alliance for her, he had even helped her win back her dignity and compensation.

This guy, who usually seemed greedy and mercenary, was so meticulous when he wanted to be that it was impossible to guard against.

"Thank you."

Su Qingxue lowered her head, her voice trembling slightly. Her eyes turned red, and a layer of mist swirled in them.

"Don't cry."

Lin Fan couldn't stand seeing women cry and hurriedly waved his hand. "If you really want to thank me, just look after the Myriad Treasures Pavilion's business more in the future."

"Okay."

Su Qingxue nodded vigorously and broke into a smile through her tears.

The smile that bloomed at that moment was like a snow lotus blossoming on an iceberg, breathtakingly beautiful.

Downstairs.

A stretched black Lincoln limousine slowly drove away from the hotel.

Inside the car.

Qin Feng slumped in the leather seat, the hideous anger on his face long gone.

In its place was an unprecedented sense of relief.

He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and let out a long breath of turbid air.

"Young Master."

The Old Butler sitting in the passenger seat looked at his young master's appearance through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but sigh.

"That was over a hundred million..."

"Buying a blind box and even proposing to cancel the marriage alliance... If this gets back to the Imperial Capital, the Matriarch will likely be angry again."

"Let her be angry."

Qin Feng stroked the black metal box on his knees, a cold sneer flashing across his lips.

One hundred million.

"This money was well worth it."

Qin Feng turned to look at the night view of Jianghai City rushing past the window.

This seemingly unremarkable small Jianghai hid a true dragon.

"Lin Fan..."

Qin Feng silently repeated the name in his heart.

This person was destined not to be trapped in the shallows of Jianghai.

"Back to the Imperial Capital."

Qin Feng withdrew his gaze, his eyes becoming as sharp as knives.

"And..."

Qin Feng patted the metal box and said in a low voice.

"Lin Fan, I'll wait for you in the Imperial Capital."

"On the day you step into the Imperial Capital, I, Qin Feng, will definitely give you a truly grand gift."

...

Late at night.

Imperial Dragon Residence villa.

Lin Fan sat in his study in loose pajamas after showering.

A huge map of the Huaguo was spread out on the desk before him.

Lin Fan's finger lightly slid over the location of Jianghai City and then all the way up.

Finally.

He tapped heavily on the two bold red characters.

Imperial Capital.

That was the center of power in Huaguo, the holy land of martial arts, and the Shura field where countless geniuses and monsters gathered.

"Qin Feng's appearance is just the beginning."

Lin Fan leaned back in his chair and looked at the ceiling, muttering to himself.

The Myriad Treasures Pavilion's fame was growing.

The miraculous effects of the blind boxes were destined to be impossible to hide.

If Qin Feng could find him, others could too.

Those great noble families, those forces hidden in the shadows, and even foreign spies.

Who wouldn't want to master a method that could mass-produce powerful experts?

The General Ye Canglan is indeed a sturdy thigh to lean on.

But a General Ye Canglan isn't omnipotent.

Elder Ye has rivals and constraints in the Imperial Capital.

If he truly encountered a life-or-death conflict of interest, Elder Ye might not be able to protect him forever.

"Strength."

Lin Fan clenched his fist.

Although he suppressed Qin Feng today, it was because Qin Feng wanted something and was only an Eight-star Martial Artist.

What if a Grandmaster came? Or a Martial King?

What if the other party wasn't there to talk business, but was a life-or-death enemy who struck directly?

With his current Initial-stage Martial Master realm, combined with his various trump cards, he might be able to contend with High-stage Martial Masters or even escape from an Initial-stage Grandmaster.

But if he faced top-tier assassins sent by families with deep foundations, or desperate criminals from the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield...

It wasn't enough.

Far from enough.

Lin Fan sat up straight and moved his mind.

"System."

[Host: Lin Fan]

[Realm: Initial-stage Martial Master]

[Wealth Value: 1.45 Billion]

[Talents: S-rank Indestructible Golden Body, S-rank True Sight Eye, S-Rank Divine Ember Flame, SS-rank Legion Aura (Novice)]

[Items: SS-rank Lightning Talent Card (Pending Extraction)]

Looking at the line of golden text on the panel, Lin Fan's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

SS-rank Lightning Talent Card.

This was the critical hit reward triggered when Qin Feng opened that S-rank blind box.

Qin Feng had opened an S-rank [Thunder Flash Shadow].

But he had directly obtained a complete SS-rank Talent Card.

In Dragon Country, talent levels determined one's upper limit.

S-rank was already as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, referred to as geniuses.

SS-rank was a true monster, a national strategic-level seed.

"Lightning Element..."

Lin Fan stroked his chin, falling into deep thought.

The Lightning Element specialized in offense, with the strongest explosive power and high speed; it was recognized as the number one in combat power among all elemental systems.

If he used this card, combined with the S-Rank Divine Ember Flame, it would be dual cultivation of lightning and fire.

The destructive power would definitely be off the charts.

But...

Lin Fan's gaze fell on the [Legion Aura] skill.

His path was destined not to be that of a lone wolf.

The ultimate form of the blind box system was to arm all of humanity and fight in groups.

If this SS-rank Talent Card was used to cultivate an absolutely loyal top-tier fighter, it might be more cost-effective than using it himself.

After all, he already had a freakish physical talent like the Indestructible Golden Body, giving him top-tier survival capabilities.

Moreover, among the system's returned rewards, there would definitely be even better talents in the future.

"Fatty is B-rank defense-type; lightning would also suit him."

"Su Qingxue is ice-type, so the attributes would conflict."

"My younger sister also awakened an S-rank mental-type talent."

Lin Fan's fingers lightly tapped on the table.

This card was actually quite hard to handle.

Using it felt like a bit of a waste, as he already had too many S-Rank Talents and an SS-rank Legion talent.

Not using it and letting it gather dust in the warehouse was an even bigger waste.

In the end, he decided to give it to Fatty to use and improve his combat strength.