The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 313 Looking for Shen Bingying_1

Chapter 313: Chapter 313 Looking for Shen Bingying_1

"Master, you know about the Shen Family, right?" Ning Fan asked as he got into the car.

The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror and chuckled, "Young man, are you also going to attend Old Master Shen’s centennial birthday banquet?"

"Centennial birthday banquet?" Ning Fan looked perplexed.

"Yep, those heading to the Shen’s today are definitely there for Old Master Shen’s banquet," the driver said with a chuckle as he drove, "The Shen Family is really something else. When it comes to wealth, no other family in Shen City dares to speak up except for them!"

"In recent years, Old Master Shen has developed the Shen Family into the richest in Shen City. This centennial banquet is a big deal; I heard it’s only for celebrities and major family clans, all of whom will attend!"

"And there, all sorts of delicacies from the mountains and seas, everything that swims in the sky or walks on the ground, they have it all. The money spent on this banquet is just like running water!"

As the driver spoke, he suddenly glanced at Ning Fan again, puzzled, "Young man, since you’re attending the banquet, why do you come empty-handed, without even a gift? That won’t do; the others will think you don’t respect Old Master Shen."

However, Ning Fan just smiled faintly and calmly said, "I’m not there to give gifts, but to collect a debt."

"Collect a debt?"

"Yes, besides collecting a debt, I also have to return something to the Shen Family."

Hearing this, the driver couldn’t help but give Ning Fan a few more glances, then burst into laughter.

"You really have a sense of humor, kid. The Shen Family is Shen City’s richest— who could possibly go there to collect debts?"

"I’m telling you, young man, be serious in what you do and say. Boasting all day will get you nowhere; staying grounded is the key to success."

"If you go to the Shen Family and say this kind of thing, you might just get thrown out!"

Facing the driver’s teasing, Ning Fan did not explain anything.

Back in the Sea City Ancient Tomb, Shen Bingying desperately pleaded with him for the Blood Lingzhi refinement into the True Elemental Elixir, and he sold her three at the price of three billion.

However, compared to the three billion debt, Ning Fan was more concerned about whether he could successfully cancel the engagement!

After all, the experiences of Su Qingcheng and Mu Wanqing in canceling their engagements made him somewhat uncertain.

Canceling an engagement, it’s really difficult...

Hopefully, it will go smoothly this time!

Ning Fan couldn’t help but sigh deeply.

...

Soon, the taxi arrived outside a manor.

The manor was vast, and looking through the gate, one was greeted by a stretch of lush green grass.

In the distance, several tall villas shone with gold and splendor, dazzlingly luxurious.

Even standing at the gate, one could feel the opulence within.

Various luxury cars were parked outside the gate, with lavish-looking men and women stepping out of them, all from the wealthy families of Shen City.

A long red carpet was laid out in front of the gate, stretching all the way to the front of the villas.

Ning Fan paid the fare and got out of the car, approaching the manor gate. Just as he was about to enter, he was stopped by several security guards.

"Sir, please show your invitation," the guard said respectfully.

Ning Fan shook his head, "I don’t have an invitation."

"No invitation?" The guard’s brow furrowed, and his respectful demeanor vanished, "Then leave, today is our Old Master Shen’s banquet, and no idle persons are allowed to enter!"

Not far away, the taxi driver had not left yet and shook his head with a sigh when he saw Ning Fan being stopped by the guards.

"These young people nowadays, with no real talent, just thinking about freeloaders. Now, see? He’s been stopped because he lacks an invitation, right?"

Ning Fan looked at the guards and said earnestly, "I know Shen Bingying. I’m here today to collect a debt, and incidentally to return something."

"You know Miss Shen? Stop bullshitting!" the guard said disdainfully, "No invitation, no entry!"

"Today we’ve already encountered quite a few guys like you trying to sneak in."

"Exactly, do you think we brothers are fools? Someone of your low caliber like you wants to associate with the Shen Family?"

"Scram back to wherever you came from, don’t make us get physical."

The other guards sneered in unison.

Ning Fan sighed, "I really need to see Shen Bingying about something, so I hope you’ll let me through."

"Don’t want to waste words with you, just get lost!" One of the guards lost his patience and reached out to push Ning Fan.

"I’ll say it one last time, I’m here for business with the Shen Family, not to cause trouble."

Ning Fan frowned slightly, his stature as immovable as a mountain, the guard couldn’t push him at all, and was instead jolted by the force.

"I’m doing your mom’s business! Go to hell!"

The guards grew angry, grabbed their batons, and swung at him.

Ning Fan sighed, facing the guards head-on.

Bang bang bang!

With a swift flourish of his palms, he sent the guards flying in just a few seconds, landing on the ground, wailing in pain!

Ignoring them, Ning Fan walked straight into the manor.

...

Inside the manor.

The brilliantly gilded walls were resplendent with flowing light, utterly luxurious.

Men in suits carried wine glasses and chatted animatedly, while women gathered, discussing their pricey gowns and the latest high society gossip.

At the moment, this place was filled with most of Shen City’s elite, each of whom would be looked up to by ordinary people.

In the center of the banquet, a cluster of young people were huddled together, their faces brimming with sycophantic smiles.

"Miss Shen and Young Master Shen are a match made in heaven, truly worthy descendants of Old Master Shen."

"Indeed, Young Master Shen is handsome and well-learned, so outstanding at such a young age, truly enviable."

In the midst of the crowd, a man and a woman dressed in expensive clothes, holding red wine, graciously accepted praises coming from all around.

They were the Shen Family’s third generation heir, Shen Bingying, and her cousin, Shen Wanxin.