บท 375: Chapter 375: The Eighth Prince Marches Further Down the Path of Self-Destruction
The young man didn't stop the large man's actions, having long since given his tacit approval.
The large man slapped Lin Fan on the head. A dull thud echoed, followed by a burst of white air from between his fingers. The force was powerful; an ordinary person's head would have been shattered, blood splattering everywhere.
However… the large man's expression changed.
"How could this be?"
He couldn't believe the scene before his eyes.
His opponent stood there unharmed, still calmly looking at him.
"He touched you," Old Zhang said.
Lin Fan replied, "I saw."
"Hit him, quick!" Old Zhang yelled, his neck straining. He now loathed the man before him for daring to touch his good friend's head. If he knew how to fight, he would have already used his precious weapon to explode this detestable fellow.
Lin Fan soothed Old Zhang, "It's okay. I saw how weak he was, so I didn't want to lower myself to his level. Actually, I'm perfectly fine. It was like a tickle, I didn't feel a thing."
"Oh, I see," Old Zhang nodded.
The large man's face turned livid. He had heard every word, and felt a surge of humiliation.
"Arrogant!"
Unable to tolerate this, he slammed both palms towards Lin Fan. Thick energy wave swirled around his palms, accompanied by rumbling thunder. The imposing aura was startling. The onlookers, having never witnessed such power, felt as though invisible blades were slicing towards them, tearing at their skin.
"Don't make a fuss."
Lin Fan raised a hand and pushed against the large man's chest. It seemed like a weak push, but contained astonishing strength. With a bang, the large man flew backwards, his body a blur as he crashed into the restaurant. Immediately following were sounds of rumbling and objects shattering.
The onlookers erupted.
"Well done!"
"That'll teach them to show off!"
"Oh my god, he's our Yanhai City's guardian! I didn't recognize him just now. Truly powerful people are so low-key."
"Ah, he really is!"
After being intimidated by the Starry Sky Clan, the crowd had been silent, pretending they hadn't heard anything. Now, Lin Fan's actions had ignited their suppressed frustration.
Their courage surged.
Were they kidding?
Afraid?
They weren't afraid just now, it was just that the scene was a bit chaotic, which affected the resolution of the matter.
Now that Lin Fan had stepped in, fairness was absolutely guaranteed.
The members of the Starry Sky Clan exchanged glances.
They clearly hadn't expected this.
They had underestimated this planet; it actually had humans with this level of strength.
The young man slowly spoke, "Your actions just now have brought catastrophic disaster upon the beings of this planet."
"Why?" Lin Fan asked.
It wasn't a rhetorical question, but genuine confusion. He didn't understand the meaning behind the young man's words. His actions seemed justified; the other party had initiated the violence.
The first time could be forgiven.
But the second time had to be stopped.
He hadn't used excessive force, only enough to prevent further violence.
"The Starry Sky Clan, the Golden Crow Clan, have you heard of them?"
The young man remained calm, his tone unwavering. This was the confidence of his lineage. After all, his clan wasn't one to be trifled with. Among the myriad clans of the Starry Sky, the Golden Crow Clan was the most domineering.
Lin Fan and Old Zhang discussed in hushed tones, as if discovering a new world.
For them, some things were truly magical.
"Heard of them," Lin Fan said, his eyes gleaming.
The young man was pleased with this look. Yes, that's right, your eyes should hold fear and reverence. For anyone, being able to connect with the Golden Crow Clan would elevate their status.
But unfortunately… you don't have such qualifications.
"You're not that foolish," the young man said.
An attendant beside him added, "Standing before you is the Eighth Prince of the Golden Crow Clan. Your actions just now were a provocation against the Golden Crow Clan. Kneel and apologize, and you may be spared."
The Eighth Prince stared down at them with disdain, quietly awaiting their choice.
"That's not right," Lin Fan shook his head.
"Oh? What's not right?" the Eighth Prince asked. He really wanted to know what this fellow could possibly say. Even after learning his identity, he acted as if nothing was wrong. Was he trying to appear unique in front of him, hoping to gain attention?
If so…
He was thinking too much.
In his position, he had seen all kinds of people. These individuals before him were hardly worth noticing.
Lin Fan said, "I once saw on TV that, long ago, where we lived, there were Golden Crows. They transformed into suns and scorched the earth. Then a brave warrior appeared and shot down nine of them, leaving only one alive."
"That doesn't seem wrong. Are you the last one?"
"No, if you were the last one, then who is the sun in the sky?"
When he recounted the myth, silence fell over the scene.
The Eighth Prince's face turned livid, a burst of rage erupting from within.
"Bullshit!"
His roar was deafening.
"You dare insult the Golden Crow Clan? Are you looking for death?"
The Eighth Prince was truly furious. Although the other party hadn't directly named them, who couldn't understand the implied meaning?
"I'm not insulting you, just telling a myth. If you think it's wrong, we can discuss it further. There's no need to get so angry, right?" Lin Fan said calmly.
He couldn't understand why the other party was so angry.
He and Old Zhang wouldn't be like this. If they encountered a similar situation, they would calmly debate with the other party, not yell at the top of their lungs.
"Are you teaching me how to behave?" the Eighth Prince roared.
Lin Fan shook his head. "No, I'm not teaching you anything. But your ability to change the subject is quite impressive. We're discussing how it's wrong for you to dine and dash, and injure the waiter. Don't you think it's bad?"
"Let me offer a suggestion: you can pay for the meal and apologize to the waiter."
A very amicable solution.
He was willing to give this errant Golden Crow a chance to reform.
"You really shouldn't learn from the Golden Crows in the myths. It's because they knew they were wrong but refused to change that they ultimately met a tragic end."
Thinking of this, Lin Fan voiced a reminder, hoping the other party would understand the lesson from history and avoid repeating the same mistake.
"Insolent!"
"Crimson Eyes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Eighth Prince's eyes abruptly turned gold, emitting a bright light, staring directly into Lin Fan's eyes. This was a divine ability of the Golden Crow Clan. Humans who stared at the sun for too long would go blind.
And now, the golden light emanating from the Eighth Prince could incinerate the opponent's soul.
"Feel the unbearable pain!"
"The power of the Golden Crow is beyond your comprehension!"
The Eighth Prince's chuunibyou aura exploded as he uttered what he considered the most arrogant words, while simultaneously displaying what he believed to be a terrifying divine ability.
The golden light shone into Lin Fan's eyes.
Suddenly, the situation changed dramatically.
Flames appeared in the Eighth Prince's pupils. His expression then contorted in shock, and he cried out, stumbling backward. His attendants rushed to support his arms.
"Impossible."
He lowered his head, tears streaming down his face. His eyes seemed to have suffered a severe blow, his vision blurry.
The Eighth Prince was shocked, knowing that what he had just experienced was backlash.
He had used the Golden Crow's primordial flame to incinerate the other party's soul, but it seemed there was an even more terrifying flame within his opponent, which had directly inflicted serious damage on him.
"What did you do to our Prince?" the attendants roared angrily.
At the same time, they were deeply shocked.
The Eighth Prince was exceptionally talented, a prodigy within their clan. He had awakened the Golden Crow bloodline at birth, and it was a high-level royal bloodline, directly traceable to their ancestors.
Other princes needed to cultivate to transform into Golden Crows.
But the Eighth Prince had been able to transform since childhood, born with this ability.
Now, he had been injured by a human from this planet.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.
"I didn't do anything," Lin Fan said, spreading his hands, appearing helpless.
He was often misunderstood, but he never bothered to explain. Because if he hadn't done anything, then he hadn't done anything. As long as Old Zhang believed him, it didn't matter whether others did.
"I'm fine, I'm okay."
The Eighth Prince lowered his head, his voice subdued, clearly not in a good state. He had been holding on until now.
He raised his head, looking warily at Lin Fan. "Who are you?"
"My name is Lin Fan, an ordinary employee of the Special Department. My daily work is to maintain peace in the city," Lin Fan introduced himself, then pulled Old Zhang over. "This is my good friend, also an ordinary employee like me."
"This is my pet and part-time friend, his name is Mother Hen."
The Eighth Prince wanted to go crazy. I didn't ask you all that! Just honestly answer who you are! And what you're saying now, what does it have to do with what I want to know?
What's the difference between saying it and not saying it?
Suddenly, the surrounding temperature soared.
The scorching heat made many people feel hot.
The onlookers looked surprised.
"Why is it so hot?"
"I don't know."
"So hot, really hot. This damn weather is changing too fast!"
The Golden Crow Clan attendants exchanged glances and stepped back slightly. The current situation clearly indicated that the Eighth Prince was enraged and about to transform into his true form, swallowing them all.
Even they couldn't withstand the Prince's true flame.
"Whoa! That guy's on fire!"
Someone exclaimed.
The Eighth Prince's entire body was ablaze. The concrete ground instantly melted, and the surrounding temperature rose sharply. Many people felt like they were about to be roasted alive.
"Lin Fan, I'm so hot," Old Zhang said.
With those words… things were about to get serious.
Everyone knew how much Lin Fan cared for Old Zhang.
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