So calm it left everyone speechless!

It was not the attitude expected of someone facing an aura of overwhelming force. Not only was there no trace of panic, but there was even a hint of mockery and disdain in his eyes.

It was as if he didn't regard Mu Feichen's terrifying aura at all.

Like Mu Feichen was nothing more than an ant.

Not worth mentioning.

Not worth fearing.

He couldn't care less!

Arrogant!

Utterly arrogant!

How could someone like Lin Fan from the Sumeru Continent be so arrogant?! What right did he have to be so arrogant!

From the start, he never directly confronted the Biao Bureau's people.

Whether it was Zhuang Hu's move from the beginning, the attacks from the numerous Darts Masters, or the strike from the Young Master Mu Feichen, Lin Fan had been evading all along and never faced them directly.

You could say he was always running away!

Therefore,

The crowd didn't know Lin Fan's true strength; aside from Zhu Qilue, nobody knew.

Even Zhu Qilue probably didn't know Lin Fan's true strength.

Hence,

In everyone's eyes, Lin Fan was insignificant; no one took him seriously.

After all, a guy who always runs away is not someone anyone would take seriously.

But now, Lin Fan stood still in the face of Mu Feichen's move, facing it without fear, which indeed surprised everyone.

Is this guy going to run again?!

The Darts Masters looked at each other, unsure of what would happen next.

"Lin Fan! If you've got guts, don't run!"

"Can't even take a hit, what are you, trash!"

"If you've got the guts, take the Young Master's move seriously, and don't act like a coward!"

"If you survive, then I'll admit you're impressive!"

"Survive? Hahaha, what a joke; this guy's about to become ashes!"

The Darts Masters used provocation techniques, taunting and mocking Lin Fan, trying to provoke him into not running away and cleanly taking the strike.

Because they believed that as long as Lin Fan took the strike, he would surely die!

With Lin Fan's cultivation realm, it was impossible for him to survive Mu Feichen's overwhelming aura.

All the Darts Masters were eagerly watching, waiting to see Lin Fan get turned to ashes, and become blood mist.

Thump thump!

Thump thump!

Lan Yunwei's heart skipped a beat, pounding violently. She could clearly hear her heartbeat, even fearing the sound was so loud that the little maid next to her would notice.

But fortunately, the little maid was intently watching Lin Fan, looking quite interested, clearly also wanting to see what would become of Lin Fan.

Lin Fan, you better not die.

You've teased me mistress, and I haven't even settled the score with you yet!

If you just die like this... that would be too boring!

Lan Yunwei mumbled quietly in her heart, even lowering her voice, as if afraid others could hear her thoughts.

No one can know how she feels about Lin Fan.

She is the Water Clan's eldest daughter, after all!

Lan Yunwei thought proudly, yet she kept her eyes on Lin Fan, praying he wouldn't die at Mu Feichen's hands.

Suddenly!

Mu Feichen's overwhelming force appeared above Lin Fan's head.

Savage and ferocious!

Unreasonable and overwhelming!

Everyone's hearts were on edge; the Darts Masters were excited, but Lan Yunwei and Zhu Qilue were worried sick.

Only Lin Fan remained expressionless, calm and composed, unhurried.

Even with the aura only five centimeters away from him.

He was still unhurried, as if nothing was wrong.

"Is this kid crazy? Not fighting back yet?"

"What can he do besides wait for death?"

"Seems like we overestimated him."

"Trash is trash, ants are ants."

"Once the Young Master gets serious, these guys reveal their true colors."

"Such a poser, not even moving. Does he really think he can survive?"

"In less than half a breath, he'll turn into blood mist. What's there to be arrogant about? It's baffling what he's thinking."

The Darts Masters, seeing Lin Fan still motionless, started ridiculing him, convinced he was doomed.

But before they could finish speaking.

Suddenly, a Xuanyuan Sword appeared in Lin Fan's hand.

Radiant!

Sharp and imposing!

"Emperor Jade, this aura looks quite impressive. How much power?"

"It's a total weight of three hundred million pounds." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Just about what I estimated. Doesn't seem as formidable as imagined, just slightly better than Dongmen Buju, but definitely not enough to crush me."

Lin Fan chuckled, full of confidence and quite arrogant.

"In that case, let's teach them a lesson, or they'll really think I'm just a sick cat."

"Little Fan, this Mu Feichen seems to be interested in Lan Yunwei, which is why he's targeting you," Emperor Jade observed through his divine sense, giving Lin Fan the heads-up.

"Oh? Really? No wonder he keeps biting at me like a dog. But if he likes her, he should confess; what does biting me accomplish?"

"Haha... Little Fan, haven't you noticed? Lan Yunwei is interested in you?" Emperor Jade let out a helpless laugh, rolling his eyes.

"What?! Interested in me?! Emperor Jade, you're getting out of line now, always joking with me like this! I've known her for just ten minutes; how could she be interested in me! I'm warning you, stop with these jokes, or I'll get mad."

"Why would I lie? I'm busy, not here to waste time!"

"Really not lying to me?"

"Look at her expressions and eyes, always on you. If that's not interest, I can't think of any other reason she'd be watching you."

"..."

Lin Fan was speechless, glancing at Lan Yunwei out of the corner of his eye.

Sure enough!

Lan Yunwei's gaze was fixed on him, not blinking, not looking at anyone else, especially not even glancing at Mu Feichen!

No wonder Mu Feichen was so furious... turns out he was jealous...

But what is Lan Yunwei doing? They've only just met for ten minutes, how could she be interested in him?

All he did was get a little close... it shouldn't be...

"Perhaps Lan Yunwei rarely interacts with men, especially ones outside of family. And she encountered someone shameless like you, getting physical and acting like an old lecher. She probably got momentarily infatuated and ended up enchanted by you, sigh..."

Emperor Jade analyzed, sighing as he shook his head, a sorrowful look for Lan Yunwei.

"Hey! Emperor Jade, what kind of expression is that? You're supposed to be my Artifact Spirit, why are you siding with others!"

"Heh, well, who told you to always flirt around outside?"

"I..."

Lin Fan couldn't argue, as the evidence was undeniable.

"Alright, deal with the situation at hand. Also, I must warn you, I have a very bad feeling that something big might happen soon!" Emperor Jade's expression suddenly turned grave, speaking seriously.

Yet Lin Fan maintained his relaxed demeanor, not taking Emperor Jade's warning seriously, his gaze still fixed on Lan Yunwei.