"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Xu Fan looked at Qin Mengyue with a puzzled expression and asked.

"Don't underestimate He Shaofeng."

Although he hadn't encountered He Shaofeng in recent years, he had heard quite a bit about him from his parents.

Qin Mengyue pursed her lips and then said, "Xu Fan, have you ever heard of the Crown Prince Party?"

"The Crown Prince Party?"

Xu Fan shook his head; he hadn't heard that name in all of Jinling.

"It's normal that you haven't heard of it, the so-called Crown Prince Party..."

The Crown Prince Party isn't an organization from Jinling but from Shanghai instead. It was entirely reasonable for Xu Fan, who lived in Jinling, to be unfamiliar with it.

The so-called Crown Prince Party is an organization formed together by the privileged youths of Shanghai.

In the Crown Prince Party, there are almost exclusively the second generations of the rich and powerful; gathering both money and influence, the Crown Prince Party is quite famed in Shanghai.

Even some of Shanghai's well-known gangs bow down only to this group of Crown Princes.

Hearing Qin Mengyue explain this, Xu Fan more or less understood what she meant.

He smiled and asked, "You mean to say, this He Shaofeng is a member of the Crown Prince Party?"

"Yes."

"No wonder then."

Seeing Qin Mengyue's confirmation, Xu Fan couldn't help but nod.

No wonder this guy had just spouted arrogant demands in the house, wanting to make it impossible for him to get by in Jinling.

However, what puzzled Xu Fan was, the Crown Prince Party, being a Shanghai organization, shouldn't be able to extend its influence as far as Jinling, should it?

He shook his head; he really didn't want to waste brain cells over He Shaofeng. Xu Fan sighed and then said, "Alright, let's not think too much about it. It's getting late; let's head home."

After saying this, Xu Fan took Qin Mengyue's hand and they walked forward.

Qin Mengyue stood there dazed, letting Xu Fan lead her.

She wanted to remind Xu Fan that there was no need to pretend to be her boyfriend anymore, but she couldn't bring herself to say it...

...

The next day.

Early in the morning, he was awakened by a call from Sister Lan.

Still half asleep, Xu Fan opened his eyes only to hear a knock on the door.

"Sister Lan, coming."

Yawning, Xu Fan climbed out of bed and opened the door, only for Xiao Lan to chide him by pulling on his ear.

"My legs are sore from standing, why didn't you open the door."

"Sister Lan, I was sleeping..."

"My legs are sore; let me rub them for you then."

He joked around with Sister Lan for a bit, and then she finally hummed and let go of his hand.

"Hurry up and change."

It seemed there was something urgent, as Xiao Lan was hurrying him to get ready to leave the house.

"Sister Lan, what's going on?"

Xu Fan couldn't help asking out of curiosity.

Ever since he took over Lingyan Pavilion, Sister Lan, instead of stepping back, continued to help him manage both big and small matters like a capable wife.

Seeing her rush around, Xu Fan wondered if something had happened.

"Some friends from out of town are here; they want us to handle some matters."

"Not sure what exactly, let's go and see."

Xiao Lan explained vaguely and then urged him on.

"Alright, don't waste any more time, hurry up and get dressed."

"Honestly, you think you can just throw the responsibility at me and wash your hands of it, but here you are, still busy as ever..."

It seemed this matter was related to Lingyan Pavilion. Seeing Xiao Lan giving him a reproachful look, Xu Fan chuckled and said, "Sister Lan, behind every successful man there is a successful woman."

"And you are that successful woman behind me."

"Haha, don't be cheap with your words. You're so successful, so why not confess, how many successful women do you have behind you?"

"Ahem, I'm going to change my clothes."

With guilty conscience, Xu Fan touched his nose and broke off the conversation, then went back to his room to change his clothes.

After changing, he followed Xiao Lan out the door.

Xiao Lan drove, taking them toward the southern outskirts of Jinling.

Recently, Zhou Zhanlong had mentioned that someone had secretly set up an underground shooting range there.

It was filled with real guns, and anyone willing to spend money could have a blast there.

The person operating the shooting range seemed to have some connections above, so the authorities turned a blind eye to it.

After almost an hour, Xu Fan and Xiao Lan finally located the shooting range.

Getting out of the car, Xu Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Sister Lan, what's the story with this friend of yours?"

All this way, Xiao Lan had not mentioned it, and if Xu Fan said he wasn't curious, that would be a lie.

"Crown Prince Party, ever heard of it?"

"What?"

Hearing Xiao Lan mention the Crown Prince Party, Xu Fan raised his eyebrows and then burst into laughter.

Upon reflection, it was not difficult to figure out why.

Lingyan Pavilion had influence all over Jinling, and it wasn't surprising He Shaofeng, unsparing in his words, wanted to make it impossible for Xu Fan to thrive in Jinling by seeking out Xiao Lan.

"Xu Fan, what are you laughing at?"

Xu Fan's laughter puzzled Xiao Lan. Seeing her looking at him curiously, Xu Fan shook his head and explained, "Sister Lan, you might not believe this."

"I am the trouble they want to get rid of."

"What? How did you manage to tick these guys off?"

"Well, that's a long story."

Thinking about the events of yesterday, Xu Fan grimaced and didn't wish to elaborate.

Looking at Xiao Lan, he then smiled and said, "Come on, Sister Lan, let's not waste time. Shall we go in?"

"They will certainly be happy if you bring in the guy they've been wanting to find."

"..."

The power of Lingyan Pavilion wasn't limited to just Jinling, as they also had many establishments in Shanghai.

These days, there have been interactions with the Crown Prince Party, developing a sort of relationship.

However, now, Xu Fan, in a twist of fate, had upset these Crown Princes.

Xiao Lan rubbed her head with a headache, now they could only take one step at a time.

Once inside the shooting range, led by Xiao Lan, they asked around, and soon someone guided them to a shooting room.

"The guys are in there."

After being led to a shooting room by an employee, Xiao Lan nodded and led Xu Fan inside.

Opening the door, they saw two men wearing goggles, concentrating on aiming the guns in their hands at a target about fifty meters away through the glass window.

The man beside He Shaofeng was unfamiliar to Xu Fan, but he seemed to hold a higher status than He Shaofeng.

Probably someone He Shaofeng brought for support.

Behind the two men, the wall was adorned with many target papers, showing that before Xu Fan and Xiao Lan's arrival, they had already spent quite some time shooting.

He Shaofeng's scores were mediocre, rarely above ninety rings, but the man he had brought along had target papers with perfect scores of one hundred rings each hanging behind him.

"Hehe, this is interesting."

Taking his eyes off the target papers on the wall, Xu Fan smiled and then looked over at He Shaofeng and his companion.

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