Chapter 820 - 391: Are Princes and Ministers Born to Rule? The Sheep of the Zodiac

Chapter 820: Chapter 391: Are Princes and Ministers Born to Rule? The Sheep of the Zodiac

Zhang Fan strode over, his cold voice instantly attracting Mao Baiguang’s attention.

In Yujing City, even the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance has to give him some face, not because he has great prestige, but simply because of his surname Mao, as he is the direct inheritor of the Maoshan Dharma Lineage.

"Zhang Fan!?"

At this moment, the Xiong Family’s high-ranking members exchanged glances, their expressions complicated, but remained silent.

They somewhat knew Zhang Fan’s background; back when Yin Mountain Ghost King Xiong Sanqi went against his vows for him, he re-entered Jiangnan, nearly overturning the entire Xiong Family singlehandedly.

It’s important to know that the man Xiong Sanqi followed back then was known as the Great Spirit Sect King.

With all the clues connecting the dots, some things don’t need to be spelled out directly.

The Mao Family cannot be provoked by the Xiong Family.

This man named Zhang, they dare not provoke even more.

"Brother Fan."

As he approached, Xiong Ba greeted him.

"Oh wow, it’s been a while. You’ve gotten stronger." Zhang Fan eyed him up and down, immediately noticing Xiong Ba’s rapid progress. He’s not only achieved quite a bit with the Taiyin Technique but also made considerable advancements in the Xiong Family’s Yin Mountain Technique.

With such aptitude, inheriting the Xiong Family business should be more than enough.

"Who are you?"

Mao Baiguang’s voice interrupted their reunion; being ignored in such settings visibly displeased him.

"You’re a disciple of Maoshan, a name from a Daoist Sect, how dare you engage in forceful buying and selling?" Instead of answering, Zhang Fan coldly questioned.

"Forceful buying and selling?" Mao Baiguang laughed, "What era is this, how could I do such a thing?"

"Trading freely, they can choose not to sell, I’m just helping them analyze the pros and cons of not selling."

As he spoke, a cold smile appeared on Mao Baiguang’s face, his chilly gaze falling upon the Xiong Family members.

"Is that so?" Zhang Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly, "Then can I ask you for a favor?"

"What favor?" Mao Baiguang was stunned for a moment, instinctively asked.

"Crawl out of here immediately."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked shocked, Mao Baiguang came back to his senses, a trace of anger surged in his eyes.

"Are you crazy? How dare you speak to me like this?"

"You don’t want to? Then I can only help you analyze the pros and cons." Zhang Fan said regretfully.

"What pros and cons?"

Bam...

A crisp sound suddenly startled everyone, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Mao Baiguang flew out like a severed kite, then landed heavily, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, mixing with two white teeth.

In the exhibition hall, there was complete silence, everyone’s eyes were fixed on Zhang Fan; no one had expected this young man, who had suddenly appeared, to dare slap a member of the Mao Family in such a venue.

"You..."

Mao Baiguang clutched his swollen cheek, looking at Zhang Fan in disbelief.

He knew this man in front of him must be an expert; he didn’t even see how the opponent made a move, such cultivation far exceeded his level.

Being a Mao Family disciple, though his cultivation was low, his vision was sufficient, at the moment he was motionless.

"What era is this? Do you think having a good surname allows you to be above all, unrestrained?" Zhang Fan said indifferently.

"Have you forgotten an old saying from our Hua Country?"

"What saying?" Mao Baiguang asked instinctively.

"Kings and princes, where does their kind come from?"

Emperor’s reign rotates, today it’s at my home, there has never been an unchanging truth in this world.

Kings and princes, where does their kind come from? This is the most important saying in Hua Country’s thousands of years of history.

Ancestors let you sit in high positions, later generations can also revoke your position, renewal, and reform, only then can this Qian and Kun be repeatedly clear.

Even if you are born into nobility, you must be respectful; without respect in your heart, you will be dethroned.

"Alright, didn’t expect to see a character like you in Yujing City, dare to leave your name?" Mao Baiguang gritted his teeth.

He knew he encountered someone playing tough today, he is porcelain, naturally can’t clash with these bricks directly.

"Why? Planning to settle the score later? Unfortunately, we only have me and my dad left at home." Zhang Fan said calmly.

"Who’s your dad?" Mao Baiguang thought with a hint of ruthlessness.

He thought he encountered a true lone wolf, if the family has perished, then there’s no back concern, such people can be tricky, as long as there’s family, there’s a soft spot, especially this father-son dependency, the so-called father is the biggest weakness.

"You want to find my dad?" Zhang Fan even laughed.

He stepped forward, directly flipping Mao Baiguang, stepped on him.

"You dare do this!?" Mao Baiguang growled lowly.

From childhood till now, he’s never been humiliated like this, especially not in public.

At this moment, even the surrounding onlookers looked increasingly surprised.

The Mao Family in Maoshan, even throughout the Jiangnan Province Daoist Sect, has an undisputed status, not to mention the history of this lineage, but even now, within the family there exists those at the Celestial Master level.

Bearing such a great surname, who in Jiangnan Province dares to show disrespect?

Being stepped on like this by someone? Totally shocking.

"The spawn of the Great Spirit Sect King, indeed causing chaos runs in the family."

The Xiong Family’s high-ranking members exchanged glances, their gaze focusing inward, not daring to say a word.

They knew, this kid’s father was even more absurd back then, if the father-son duo swapped roles, perhaps Mao Baiguang would be dead.

"I’m not really worried if you find my dad, I’d wish you could find him for me, but..." Zhang Fan looked at Mao Baiguang beneath his foot.