War God's Revenge

"If you don't come to sit in the private room, I'll be the one who ordered this place."    

    

Seeing that Zhu Rann had completely given in, Zhu Moann smiled indifferently. He assumed the posture of a warm and affectionate brother and looked at Zhu Rann with a smile.    

    

"No need."    

    

Zhu Rann shook his head and felt powerless. He stood up and walked towards the hall.    

    

He didn't want to stay here a minute longer.    

    

Behind him, a few of the aristocratic juniors that were kneeling on the ground looked at each other when they saw this scene, and they didn't dare to get up.    

    

Zhu Moann only let Zhu Rann leave, but it didn't mean that he wanted them to leave.    

    

If they got up and followed Zhu Rann, not only would they tie themselves to Zhu Rann's chariot.    

    

He was even more disrespectful to Zhu Moann.    

    

At this moment, the "showdown" between the two sides had come to an end — Zhu Rann was defeated.    

    

In this sort of situation, the few of them no longer considered whether it would be beneficial to follow Zhu Rann or not.    

    

It was about whether he should follow Zhu Rann or not.    

    

Eh?    

    

Noticing that his "brother" did not follow him, Zhu Rann stopped in his tracks.    

    

But he didn't look back.    

    

Anger was written all over his face as he sped up, leaving the bustling corridor at a brisk pace.    

    

He was like a wild dog that had run away in panic. There was no longer any trace of arrogance or domineering attitude.    

    

Finally, Zhu Rann's back disappeared from everyone's sight. Zhu Moann, on the other hand, calmly led Huang Loong and the others into his private room.    

    

With a victorious attitude.    

    

Dong!    

    

After the door to the private room was closed, the aristocratic children who were kneeling on the floor stood up.    

    

They did not leave along the corridor, nor did they give a thought to the astonished and contemptuous looks of the onlookers around them.    

    

He quietly retreated as if he had come to an agreement, leaving the penthouse from the staircase at the other end of the corridor.    

    

They all knew that after what had happened tonight, they would no longer have the face to come and beat up this private clubhouse with the noblest Bei An.    

    

In the lobby.    

    

Following the appearance of Zhu Rann, the discussion in the hall suddenly stopped.    

    

Almost everyone's gaze was focused on Zhu Rann at the same time, then they all looked away at the same time.    

    

He was afraid of angering Zhu Rann, who was in a bad mood.    

    

Although Zhu Rann was easily crushed like a bug in front of Zhu Moann, he was, after all, still the Young Master of Zhu Family, the most talented practitioner of Zhu Family younger generation.    

    

Even if he lost the right to fight with Zhu Moann for the position of the successor, he still had Zhu Family.    

    

In the Bei An, he was still the one who walked the front lines.    

    

"Senior Brother, what's the situation?"    

    

It was as if he was purposely rubbing salt on Zhu Rann's wound at this moment.    

    

Seeing that Zhu Rann didn't leave the clubhouse dejectedly, he walked towards his booth once again.    

    

When Mo Lin stood up to greet him, she had a sweet smile on her face.    

    

Since she was already in Sixth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator, Mo Lin's hearing was naturally extraordinary, and she knew everything that happened in the corridor like the back of her hand.    

    

However, this did not prevent her from taking revenge on Zhu Rann.    

    

Who asked this bastard to find trouble with Ye Tian time and time again?    

    

"It's fine..."    

    

Following Mo Lin's question, everyone in the hall turned to stare at Zhu Rann once again.    

    

This time, Zhu Rann quietly clenched his fists and did not lose his temper.    

    

He just revealed a meaningful smile and looked deeply at Mo Lin.    

    

"It's fine? It's good that you're fine! "    

    

Lili saw that Zhu Rann was still holding onto his shelf, so she didn't say anything and just sat back down on her seat silently.    

    

Ye Zichen sneaked a glance at Ye Tian.    

    

Since the time Zhu Rann escorted Manager Wang to a private room, Ye Tian had been drinking by himself in his seat.    

    

It was as if he didn't care about what was happening around him.    

    

This composure made Mo Lin's curiosity towards him rise to a whole new level.    

    

At the same time, he couldn't help but speculate.    

    

Did Ye Tian already know that Zhu Rann would end up like this?    

    

"Bro, how elegant!"    

    

Walking back into the room, Zhu Rann saw that Ye Tian was still drinking by himself. His mouth twitched as he grabbed a bottle of wine and gulped it down his throat.    

    

It was as if he wanted to use this fiery alcohol to numb his nerves.    

    

"Not bad."    

    

Ye Tian replied indifferently. He immediately looked towards the stage that was already set up in the hall and asked with a smile.    

    

"Will Miss Bai Mei appear tonight?"    

    

"Of course!"    

    

At the mention of Bai Mei, Zhu Rann's gaze suddenly became passionate.    

    

He was already under Zhu Moann's feet, and he was trampling on him tightly.    

    

That would be too embarrassing.    

    

Mo Lin was one of his targets, and Bai Mei was the bigger one.    

    

Unfortunately, with Zhu Moann's arrival, Zhu Rann knew very well that his appeal to Bai Mei would be greatly reduced.    

    

And to be able to win Lili's heart tonight.    

    

At least it would make up for his shortcomings.    

    

At least he wouldn't become the laughing stock of the clubhouse again.    

    

Thinking of all of this, Zhu Rann quickly adjusted himself, leaned close to Mo Lin, and said with a smile:    

    

"Junior Sister, what happened just now, go back to the North Sky Pavilion …"    

    

"I won't."    

    

Mo Lin shook her head with a smile, and at the same time as she replied to Zhu Rann, she stealthily increased the distance between her and Zhu Rann.    

    

Ye Zichen looked at Ye Tian in confusion.    

    

His expression was clearly a bit tasteless.    

    

"Could it be that Mr. Ye also wants to see Miss Bai Mei's appearance?"    

    

"How boring."    

    

Ye Tian shook his head and drank another cup. Then, he stood up with a smile.    

    

"I'm just here for a midnight snack. I'm full, so we can leave now."    

    

"Alright!"    

    

Seeing that Ye Tian was not interested in Bai Mei, Mo Lin got a little excited and quickly got up as well.    

    

It looked like he was going to accompany Ye Tian back to his room to rest.    

    

"Junior Sister!"    

    

She didn't think that Ye Tian would leave so quickly. Mo Lin wanted nothing more than to stick to him.    

    

Zhu Rann, who was in a bad mood, immediately stood up to stop Mo Lin, but at the same time, he also targeted Ye Tian.    

    

"Kid, I've said it many times, this Bei An is my Zhu Family's domain! It's already out of respect for me that you're here! Now, do you still want to take my Junior Sister away? "    

    

"Senior Brother, what are you talking about!"    

    

When Mo Lin heard the word "take away" from Zhu Rann, her heartbeat inexplicably quickened. As she peeked at Ye Tian, she began to shout.    

    

"You invited us here, but we can't leave now, right? Could it be that this is the dungeon, and you want to lock us up? "    

    

"I didn't mean that..."    

    

Lili was defending Ye Tian all the time, and Zhu Rann was gnashing his teeth.    

    

However, Zhu Rann could only suppress his anger with a smile on his face when he thought that he should at least reap some rewards.    

    

"I just wanted to say that the big show hasn't appeared yet. It doesn't seem appropriate for you to leave now, Junior Sister."    

    

"There's nothing inappropriate about it. Senior Brother, you're drunk. You should go back and rest."    

    

Mo Lin grabbed Ye Tian and forcefully said. At the same time, she picked up her bag and turned around to go downstairs.    

    

Ye Tian followed indifferently, as if he didn't care about Zhu Rann. At the same time, he was not afraid of Zhu Rann at all.    

    

Ye Zichen did not take Zhu Rann's black face seriously at all.    

    

"Stop right there!"    

    

Unable to bear it any longer, Zhu Rann shouted and suddenly stepped forward, blocking Ye Tian's path!