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Chapter 994 - 710 Wishing you well-being on Dragon Boat Festival!

Chapter 994: 710 Wishing you well-being on Dragon Boat Festival!

Besides the one in the white suit, only the man in the black jacket, sitting opposite the door, remained.

Black and white, the contrast was stark.

"Jiang Chen, the owner of this restaurant."

Jiang Chen introduced himself.

Young Master Fang in the white suit slightly furrowed his brow, "I wasn’t aware that Apang Palace had changed owners."

Jiang Chen quickly replied, "I apologize, I haven’t had the chance to inform Young Master Fang yet."

Young Master Fang’s brow tightened then relaxed, sensing something unusual, he leaned back leisurely against the couch.

No one dared to speak nonsense here, which meant that this unfamiliar face was indeed the new owner of Apang Palace replacing Lan Peizhi.

"Please leave and close the door behind you."

Jiang Chen said softly.

Wan Wenya immediately turned and left.

As the door of the private room closed again, the atmosphere inside became more tense and heavy, with an odd scent seeming to linger in the air.

It wasn’t a matter of cleanliness.

Jiang Chen quickly discovered the source of this odd scent.

Besides the two sitting down, there was another kneeling on one knee on the floor.

Kneeling was one thing, but in his hand, he clutched a fruit knife that should have been in a fruit plate, its blade bloody.

The rest were fine; the blood on the knife was his own, as the pants leg where he knelt was thoroughly soaked in blood, yet it was unclear how many times he had been stabbed.

Was it self-inflicted?

Apart from himself, there should be no one else, since he was the one holding the knife.

But why would someone stab himself? Had he gone mad?

"Gentlemen, what is this about..."

By now, Jiang Chen still didn’t quite understand the situation, nor did he recognize anyone, but these weren’t key concerns.

"It’s none of your business, we will leave once we sort out our matters,"

Young Master Fang spoke, not dwelling on Jiang Chen’s presumptuous intrusion.

"Of course, I won’t interfere with guests, but I am running a business, and shedding blood in business seems like a bad omen."

"Mr. Jiang, rest assured, I will compensate you for any losses."

Another man spoke.

He was also standing, but beside Young Master Fang in the white suit, and his position indicated that he was the "second in command" of this group.

His attitude towards Jiang Chen was somewhat polite, yet his expression was hardened with ruthlessness—clearly no benevolent character.

"It’s very kind of you to choose Apang Palace, and we appreciate your support."

After saying this, the young yet imposing Jiang Chen turned his attention to the man kneeling on the floor.

"Do you need an ambulance?"

"I’ve already said, this is our own issue,"

Young Master Fang spoke again.

Civil before forceful.

Jiang Chen’s lack of tact elicited a slight dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Young Master Fang, issues can be resolved, but if a life is lost, that becomes a serious matter. After all, human life is sacred."

Jiang Chen stated solemnly.

"Human life is sacred?"

The man beside Young Master Fang, who had earlier mentioned compensation, could hardly contain his emotion. His skin tightened as he glared at Jiang Chen, his expression as fierce as a wolf.

"Mr. Jiang, I agree with you, lives are indeed significant, but what about my brother? He is still lying in the hospital with a ruined hand, making even eating a problem."

Jiang Chen responded with a calm demeanor, "May I ask your name?"

"Luo Han."

"..."

This name was still unfamiliar.

Though Jiang Chen did not recognize this name, in the western regions of Hua, whether in business or in the underworld, this name was notorious.

Luo Han.

Hanlong Group.

Anyone living, especially around the city cluster centered around He city, in the western Hua region, would have heard of it.

Steel, coal mining, real estate, hotels—any lucrative industry involved the Hanlong Group, not just in the western region, but across the nation as well, where Hanlong Group was a force to be reckoned with.

The very owner of Hanlong Group had no seat in this private room; the sheer status of Young Master Fang seated calmly beside him was evident.

Although Jiang Chen did not know what kind of figure Luo Han was, he gathered an approximate understanding of the situation from the other’s words.

As expected, it was his brother who had been beaten, and his injuries were severe. The instigator must be the one still kneeling on the ground.

One had to admit,

it indeed took a man, stabbing himself was one thing, bleeding so much yet remaining utterly silent.

"Luo Han, I’m willing to take responsibility for what happened to your brother. I injured his hand, and now I’ve compensated him with one leg. Isn’t that enough?"

"Enough? Yue Yang, are you taking this too lightly? That project at the Jiahua Hotel in the city was a competition you lost to me, yet you harbored resentment and retaliated against my brother. If it weren’t for my brother’s fortune and the loyalty of our brothers, he might have been killed by you long ago. And now you think settling with just one leg is enough?"

The man kneeling on the ground remained silent.

Since both parties had set their formations, Luo Han had a backer, and this man, presumably Yue Yang, naturally had one as well.

The only other person sitting in the private room, a man in a black jacket, finally spoke up.

"Luo Han, what do you want then?"

Although it was unclear whose identity was higher, his or Young Master Fang’s across from him, he was clearly older, probably around thirty.

After he spoke, Luo Han reined in his anger a bit, "Mr. Tian, since you’ve stepped in, for the sake of your face, two legs."

He pointed at Yue Yang kneeling on the ground and repeated, "Two legs, then we can consider the matter settled."

Young Master Fang sat leaned back on the sofa, not uttering a single word.

Upon hearing this, Yue Yang, not wanting his backer to be embarrassed, bit his lip, clenched the knife, and was about to stab his other leg.

One had to admit.

These remarkably successful people possessed extraordinary fortitude.

Just as blood was about to be shed again, Mr. Tian put out a hand, holding Yue Yang’s arm.

"Mr. Tian..."

"Luo Han, Yue Yang’s apology is already sincere enough, and regarding this matter, he will make a satisfactory financial compensation to your brother. Leave some room for maneuver."

The final words of Mr. Tian were indeed a threat.

His forcefulness had clearly irritated him.

As the saying goes, even when beating a dog, one must look at the owner.

Yue Yang was his man; leaving him maimed here would be a loss of face for him.

"Mr. Tian, I’ve already held back a lot. If it weren’t for you, I’d have killed him by now!"

Luo Han might be a businessman, but his demeanor was far fiercer than any street ruffian of the Jianghu.

"Luo Han, don’t boast too much. Do you really think I’m afraid of you?"

The patienceless Yue Yang looked up, pale from blood loss, but his fierce eyes still made people shudder.

The atmosphere deteriorated in an instant.

"Since that’s the case, there’s nothing more to be said."

Mr. Tian, patience exhausted, rose. "Help him up; we’re leaving."

Several burly men immediately came to help Yue Yang up.

"Tian Fen, just leaving like this, what do you take me for?"

Young Master Fang spoke coolly.

"We’ve done what we should, Young Master Fang. Keep your own people in check. Don’t think you can act lawlessly just because you have backup, or it will cause you trouble sooner or later."

Mr. Tian proceeded to the door of the private room, his entourage following.

Jiang Chen cleared the way in advance.

Young Master Fang’s face changed again and again, filled with indecisive clouds.

Luo Han glanced at Young Master Fang and noticed he remained silent; filled with malicious bravery, he suddenly pulled out a dark object from under his clothes.

"Let’s see who can take him away today!"

Just as Mr. Tian nearly reached Jiang Chen, misunderstandings were inevitable.

Behind Jiang Chen.

Tanki Liuli, who had been calm, had sudden flickers in his eyes, and then

"We’ve done what we should, Young Master Fang. Keep your own people in check. Don’t think you can act lawlessly just because you have backup, or it will cause you trouble sooner or later."

Mr. Tian continued toward the private room door, his entourage following.

Jiang Chen cleared the way in advance.

Young Master Fang’s face went through several changes, his expression volatile.

Luo Han glanced at Young Master Fang, saw that he was silent, and feeling a surge of malicious bravery, suddenly reached inside his clothing and pulled out a dark object.

"Let’s see who can take him away today!"

As Mr. Tian passed by Jiang Chen, misunderstandings inevitably arose.

Behind Jiang Chen.

Tanki Liuli, who had maintained a calm demeanor, suddenly showed a ripple in his eyes, then immediately