As Zhang Fan's words fell, the entire private room was plunged into an eerie atmosphere.
"Is this guy crazy..." After a long pause, this thought simultaneously emerged in everyone's minds.
Even Xu Luo felt that the young general from the Su family might have been stimulated, otherwise, why would he utter such absurd words?
Anyone who heard Zhang Fan's words would likely think he was acting insane.
Xu Luo, who believed he was a good judge of character, couldn't understand the young man standing before him at all.
"Are you threatening me?" Fang Mingzhe stared at Zhang Fan, a cold smile on his lips. It was evident to everyone that the young master of the Fang family was already somewhat angered.
"I never threaten people, I'm just here to inform you, to prepare you mentally."
Zhang Fan was completely unfazed by Fang Mingzhe's reaction. He continued, "After all, death is not the most terrifying thing. What's terrifying is awaiting death in despair and helplessness..."
Listening to Zhang Fan say this with a smile on his face, everyone in the private room felt an involuntary chill run down their spines.
Zhang Fan hadn't done anything else on this visit.
After Zhang Fan left, the slightly eerie atmosphere in the private room gradually returned to normal.
"Brother Mingzhe, I suggest we stop drinking for tonight. Go back and get some rest early, we'll get together another day." After Zhang Fan left, Fang Mingzhe wanted to continue drinking, but was advised by Xu Luo.
"What, do you, Brother Xu Luo, still take Zhang Fan's words seriously?" Fang Mingzhe sneered and said, "If Zhang Fan dares to lay a single finger on me, Fang Mingzhe, I will spare no expense to make the entire Su family suffer."
"Does he really think no one can deal with him?" Although Fang Mingzhe said this, he was more restrained in his drinking afterwards, trying his best to maintain a clear state of mind.
With Zhang Fan's disruption, the atmosphere in the private room was gone, and everyone's spirits were low. Therefore, not long after Zhang Fan left, their gathering began to disperse.
That night, without Fang Mingzhe and Xu Luo deliberately concealing it, the news of Zhang Fan coming to Hongchen Pavilion to threaten Fang Mingzhe quickly spread, and all the major families in Linzhou received this news.
"This is just a rumor. Even if Zhang Fan really plans to do this, he wouldn't foolishly go and tell Fang Mingzhe. So this is likely a signal for Fang Mingzhe to make a move against the Su family," some speculated.
"I've met Zhang Fan. Based on my first impression of this young man, he might actually say something like that. After all, the eldest young master of the Zhou family, who sits in a wheelchair, is a living example," someone, thinking they knew Zhang Fan well, believed this could have been said by Zhang Fan himself.
"Hmph, how can your Fang family be compared to the insignificant Zhou family? Zhang Fan might be able to suppress the Zhou family with his young general status, but he has no pressure at all against the Fang family," someone sneered.
"Indeed. After all, old Master Fang has been in the business world for decades, and the connections he has accumulated cannot be suppressed by a mere young general."
...
"Are the rumors outside true?" In the Zhou family villa, the eldest young master of the Zhou family, Zhou Yuan, was enjoying a leisurely ride in his wheelchair in the spacious courtyard. His mood seemed quite good.
Young Master Zhu and Young Master Lin followed Zhou Yuan on either side. Hearing his question, they both nodded. Young Master Zhu said, "We were both present at the time, even Young Master Luo was there. It was indeed Zhang Fan who said it himself. Ma Jia's kid even recorded it on his phone, I still have it."
As he spoke, Young Master Zhu took out his phone.
Young Master Zhou took the phone, opened the video, and looked at the figure in the video that he would never forget. The hand holding the phone couldn't help but exert a little more force.
Watching the video of Zhang Fan casually threatening Fang Mingzhe and then leaving, Young Master Zhou's hands trembled with excitement. After a long while, he burst into laughter: "Good... good... good!"
"My Zhou family truly can't do anything to you, but you insist on courting death by provoking the Fang family."
Seeing Zhou Yuan so excited, Young Master Zhu and Young Master Lin exchanged glances. Young Master Lin asked, "Do you, Young Master Zhou, really think Zhang Fan dares to make a move against Fang Mingzhe? He's gotten this far, he shouldn't be stupid. He should know what the Fang family behind Fang Mingzhe represents, right?"
"He is indeed not stupid, but he is too arrogant," said Young Master Zhou. Among the three of them, he had the deepest interactions with Zhang Fan, so he understood how arrogant this young man was.
On New Year's Eve last year, at the Su family's New Year's Eve banquet, Zhang Fan, in front of countless people, picked him up again and beat him, even though he was already in a wheelchair and defenseless.
That scene was probably something Zhou Yuan would never forget in his life, it would be his lifelong nightmare.
Only when Zhang Fan died could he relieve the hatred in his heart towards Zhang Fan.
"If I'm not mistaken, tomorrow Linzhou will have big news!" Thinking of this, the corners of Zhou Yuan's mouth curved upwards involuntarily, and he looked forward to what would happen the next day.
...
After the gathering ended, Xu Luo had proposed that Fang Mingzhe stay at his house for the night. As the foremost family in Zhonghai, the Xu family's residence naturally had extremely strict defenses.
However, Fang Mingzhe was a very proud person. He pretended not to take Zhang Fan seriously at all and refused Xu Luo's kind offer without hesitation.
Although he said he didn't care, Fang Mingzhe was still somewhat worried in his heart, worried that Zhang Fan might be a reckless madman who disregarded everything.
Therefore, before returning to his hotel, he contacted a security company he had long cooperated with and had two security elites dispatched overnight to guard the entrance of his hotel room.
"Thirty-nine floors high, all windows locked, two security elites guarding the door, and hotel surveillance constantly monitoring everything happening in and around the hotel. Unless you are a deity, you won't be able to enter my room."
With such tight security, Fang Mingzhe felt somewhat relieved.
The next day.
Fang Mingzhe woke up and habitually reached out to grab his phone. However, as soon as this thought arose, he felt something was wrong.
His right hand was gone.
Fang Mingzhe could no longer hide his inner fear and finally cried out.