Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 172 - 0172: Young Master Chu (Part 2)

Chapter 172: Chapter 0172: Young Master Chu (Part 2)

After all, he was his own flesh and blood. The group could be lost, but he still had money and could live a carefree life. But if his son was gone, he would truly be lost.

"You bastard, now tell me everything exactly as it happened, with no omissions or concealment, or else you can wait for death."

At this point, Fan Jun didn’t dare conceal anything, reciting the entire sequence of events, including the basketball game, without missing a single detail.

After listening, Fan Jun’s father was furious, "They were ignoring you, and you went looking for trouble even blocking their doorstep; do you think your father’s life is too long?"

Fan Jun, now in no position to argue, could only plead, "Dad, what should I do now?"

After a moment of silence, Fan Jun’s father said, "The bell ringer must untie the bell. It all depends on what Chu Feng wants. You must go and apologize to Chu Feng straight away. If he doesn’t forgive you, there’s nothing I can do."

"Alright! Alright! I’ll go apologize now!"

Grasping at straws like a drowning man, Fan Jun hung up the phone and immediately rushed back.

Seeing their young master running over, the security guards thought they were expected to take action and eagerly moved forward.

Seeing that his own men were about to strike, Fan Jun broke out in a cold sweat from fear.

"Stop your damn hands!"

With a loud shout from Fan Jun, the security guards stopped.

Fan Jun scrambled and stumbled past the cordon of security guards to Chu Feng’s presence.

"Young Master Chu! Young Master Chu! I was wrong! I am inhuman, I should not have offended you! Please forgive me this once, Young Master Chu! You can treat me like a fart and let me go, I will never dare to oppose you again!"

Coming before Chu Feng, Fan Jun was begging with tears and snot running down his face.

The contrast was just too great. Not only Qi Houbo and the others were taken aback, but even the security guards who had come with Fan Jun were completely at a loss.

Chu Feng knew that the Tang Family had already taken action, but he had not expected them to move so swiftly and inadvertently to reveal himself.

However, since the disclosure had already been made, Chu Feng wasn’t inclined to be bothered by it, especially since he hadn’t told Old Master Tang not to disclose his identity.

Looking at Fan Jun, who was behaving like a grovelling dog, Chu Feng asked, "Do you remember what I told you just now?"

Fan Jun nodded hastily, "I remember! I remember! Young Master Chu, I truly realize my mistake, please forgive me this once, I don’t want to die!"

Die!

On hearing this word, everyone felt not just fear but sheer terror.

Offending Chu Feng seemed to necessitate death, which made Qi Houbo and the others find it rather unbelievable.

Qi Houbo knew a bit about Chu Feng, but he didn’t believe that owning an entertainment company gave Chu Feng the power to decide someone’s life or death at will.

The security guards, however, didn’t have as many thoughts. Their concerns were more pragmatic.

They realized that their own young master was begging for his life, whereas they had just attempted to act against Chu Feng.

This especially perturbed a few who had earlier followed Fan Jun, and now they were sweating profusely.

Chu Feng also frowned, unsure of what Fan Jun was aiming at, but he felt no need to delve further into it.

Chu Feng said, "I just want to ask you one question now—if I were to block your doorstep with these people, do you think you would let me off?"

"I... I..."

Fan Jun couldn’t utter a single word even after a long time, because if it were up to him, he would probably have had Chu Feng captured and beaten a long time ago.

But now that Chu Feng doesn’t forgive him, doesn’t that mean he’s essentially announcing his own doom?

"Young Master Chu! Young Master Chu! Please forgive me this once, I promise to be your most loyal dog from now on," Fan Jun thought about Tang Dingxin and his classmates, who had already lost contact, and a great fear filled his heart; he immediately knelt on the ground.

Chu Feng didn’t expect Fan Jun to act like this, and his brows furrowed. Chu Feng still wanted to, like a college student, peacefully complete his studies.

"Take him away, and I will look for him later," Chu Feng said directly to the security guards opposite him.

If this had happened earlier, they would have never dared to lay a hand on their own young master, but now they didn’t dare not to act.

After all, the young man in ordinary clothes before them was someone even their own young master could only kneel before.

"Young Master Chu! Young Master Chu, please forgive me!" Fan Jun continued to beg for mercy as several security guards dragged him away.

"I didn’t say you could leave!" Chu Feng said to the people who had dismantled his tent that morning and were preparing to leave.

"Chu... Young Master Chu, what are your orders?" the security guards who had dismantled the tent stammered.

Chu Feng said, "Do you remember what I told you this morning?"

"We remember! We remember! We’ll go right now to set up Young Master Chu’s tent," they all nodded repeatedly.

Chu Feng said, "I want it exactly the same, if anything’s missing, you’ll have to deal with it yourselves."

Although not a single word from Chu Feng was threatening, the security guards still shivered under the Sun.

"Rest assured, Young Master Chu, not a single thing will be missing," the security guards said before hastily running off.

They had no choice but to run—the tent was trampled into a mess by them, and now they had to go buy a new one, not to mention the food inside was no longer edible, so they also had to go purchase food.

Once Fan Jun and the security guards had left, Chu Feng turned around to look at each of his classmates, who were full of fear, and touched his nose, saying, "I can’t be that terrifying as a class president, can I? Do you all have to be that afraid of me?"

Although Chu Feng said so, still no one dared to speak.

Chu Feng sighed and said, "Alright then. This matter isn’t as complicated as you think. I had Old Han look into Fan Group’s information, and it just so happened that Fan Group is a company under Tang Group. As for my relationship with Tang Group, you all should be even clearer. The person I saved yesterday, Tang Xiaoxiao, she is the daughter of the chairman of Tang Group. So I just made a phone call, and she returned a favor to me."

Hearing Chu Feng say this, everyone’s expression lightened up a bit, and the fear dissipated.

However, someone still asked, "What does Fan Jun mean by begging for his life to be spared?"

Chu Feng smiled and said, "For such rich second generations, being without money and status is akin to taking their lives. He just hoped that I would speak to Tang Group, so that they wouldn’t ruin Fan Group."

After hearing Chu Feng’s explanation, the last bit of concern in everyone’s hearts disappeared, and the atmosphere immediately became more lively.

"Young Master Chu, to think the cute sister you saved yesterday was not only cute but a princess as well. Looks like you, Young Master Chu, have struck gold," Mo Yanfang said with a giggly smile.

After Mo Yanfang finished speaking, the others followed suit, laughing suggestively.

Only Xue Yafang’s expression seemed a bit off. Although she was confident in her figure and looks, when it came to family background, she was far behind Tang Xiaoxiao.

She wasn’t familiar with Fan Group, but she had heard of East River’s Tang Group.

That was a mega-corporation with hundreds of billions in output value, and since Tang Xiaoxiao was the daughter of the chairman, she really was like a princess.

Chu Feng smiled helplessly and said, "It’s not as complicated as you all think, let’s just all have breakfast."