Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Jiang Ran walked to the tea table, poured a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp, then sat directly next to Lu Qian.

The expression on his Chinese-character face was a little stiff. When Jiang Ran entered the room, he had already taken a good look at him.

The clothes and shoes are all ordinary styles, there is no watch on the wrist, and there is no car key on the waist.

He is slightly thin and looks like an ordinary college student, with an unremarkable appearance.

He only felt a kind of arrogance from Jiang Ran, which was different from other dudes, but gave people a feeling of ignorance.

Given his status, most people would subconsciously lower their voices even when they spoke, let alone just ignore his presence and just pour tea here.

This kind of rude style and behavior can no longer be simply called arrogance, it even makes people feel stupid and overestimated.

It stands to reason that given Lu Qian's status, it is impossible to have anything to do with such an uncultured person.

If it had been any other place, any other person in Nandu, he would never have been able to bear this kind of extremely rude and arrogant behavior in front of him. If he didn't let this kid's parents break his legs, he would be considered incompetent.

But the person in front of him was Lu Qian, who had saved many, many lives.

Even if he were to sit here in person tonight, he would not dare to use his power to overwhelm others, and could only discuss things with nice words.

But judging from Lu Qian's words and demeanor, we can see that the relationship between the two is unusual.

The Chinese-character face resisted the urge to teach this boy a lesson, and took the initiative to look at Lu Qian, who had a headache on his face, and asked, "Mr. Lu, I wonder which family this little brother is a descendant of?"

Jiang Ran didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

Lu Qian glanced at Guozixian angrily, and transferred his anger towards Jiang Ran: "Why do you care so much? Go back to where you came from, and stop pestering me."

The Chinese-character face was so choked that he smiled coquettishly and said, "Mr. Lu, as long as you help me say hello to Mr. Lu Er, I will leave immediately and I will never bother you again."

Lu Qian crossed his arms and said angrily: "You and this boy have the same virtues. You say you are nice, but in fact you are the same person. You plan to force me to submit."

Lu Qian couldn't help but said what was in his heart, but his Chinese-character face was shocked.

He was really dumbfounded. What did Lu Qian just say?Just like this kid, force him to submit.

Even he didn't dare to admit this. Rather than forcing the other party to submit, it was more that he had no other choice but to stalk Lu Qian here, trying to get Lu Qian to let go.

But how old is this arrogant boy?No matter how big the background is, how much influence can it have on Lu Qian?Why should the other party?

Could this kid be Lu Qian's illegitimate son?As soon as this thought crossed his mind, the man with a Chinese character quickly shook his head. Not to mention that he basically knew the juniors of the Lu family, but the age gap between the two was not that big.

Lu Qian drove him away, but he couldn't leave, so he had to turn to Jiang Ran.

"My surname is Yan." Yan Chuan said word by word while observing Jiang Ran's movements.

He didn't detect any change in the other person's unfocused expression, nor did he see any signs of deliberate restraint.

"Yanshan City, Yan Chuan."

When Yan Chuan introduced his surname, it was actually just to distract Lu Qian. He didn't think that anyone who could be related to Lu Qian would not know which Yan family it was.

But when he couldn't detect any ripples in Jiang Ran Gujing's calm expression, Yan Chuan was already a little sulky in his heart.

This has nothing to do with self-cultivation, it is just because he has not been ignored for many years, and it was when he said his surname was Yan.

He didn't believe that this boy could completely control his emotions, so he guessed that the other person might not have thought about the Yan family for a while.

So when Yan Chuan reported his name, he deliberately added the words Yanshan City.

Yanshan Yan, half Yanshan.

Yan Chuan didn't think this arrogant and rude boy could remain so calm after hearing this name.

He was already expecting the other party to stand up and say to himself with panic on his face: "Uncle Yan, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you."

However, Yan Chuan soon became disappointed, because he found that the boy, instead of panicking, looked at him with a look of disdain.

"Shut up!" Jiang Ran was annoyed to death. Why did he meet a talkative man again? He didn't come here just to chat, "Yan Yanyan, Yan is a fart."

Yan Chuan stood up suddenly, a kind of extreme anger appeared on his pampered face.

No matter how good he is at cultivating his qi, he still can't ignore such words. This is almost the same as pointing his finger in the face and saying that the Yan family is a piece of shit.

Even though Lu Qian did not dare to offend this arrogant and domineering boy for some reason, Yan Chuan could not tolerate him insulting the Yan family like this.

What's more, Lu Qian and the Yan family represent two completely different levels.

Lu Qian's strength mainly comes from favors, while the Yan family themselves are strength.

Then he looked at Jiang Ran coldly, but said to Lu Qian: "Mr. Lu, you heard it too... No matter who his elder is or what his background is, our Yan family will bear the responsibility."

"Please also inform his elders and ask them to come to the Yan family in person to ask for him."

Lu Qian was startled, and he came back to his senses from Jiang Ran's words.

Holy shit!Someone said shit to Yan Chuan in front of him.

Lu Qian felt that before tonight, anyone who said such things to him would have thought he was crazy.

However, when he saw Jiang Ran, who was leaning on the back of the chair, slowly sitting upright as if he had sensed something interesting, he realized that this kid was not a fuel-efficient lamp, but also had the means to kill people in an instant. .

"Jiang Ran, please don't do anything." Lu Qian did not expect that things would develop to this point in a short period of time.

"Oh?" Before Jiang Ran finished speaking, he stood in front of Yan Chuan in an instant, reached out and pinched the other person's neck, and slowly lifted him up from the ground, "What if I do it?"

The moment Yan Chuan was arrested, he had already put his hand into his pocket and pressed a button.

"He started chatting as soon as I walked in. His chattering is annoying to me. How dare you get angry at me after saying a few words about him?" Jiang Ran looked at the nervous look on Lu Qian's face, "If it was before that meal... He is dead."

Jiang Ran's last words were a bit confusing, but Lu Qian didn't care. He swallowed and started to persuade.

"You are just starting out and don't know what the Yan family means, but you are definitely not something that Ming Jin and An Jin can ignore."

Lu Qian really appreciates Jiang Ran's talent and doesn't want him to destroy him because of this kind of dispute.

"Let him down quickly. Even if you kill him, you still have to get yourself involved. Don't act out of anger."

"You let him go and I promise what he said before. In this way, the Yan family will definitely not vent their anger on you."

Jiang Ran's eyebrows were a little confused, and he looked at the old man with white beard and hair who spoke sincerely in confusion.

He didn't understand why the other party would agree to something he didn't want to do because of him.

It stands to reason that he robbed the other party of Zhicao and wild ginseng, and the other party should be hoping that both he and Yan Chuan would suffer.

Everything in the world of cultivation is based on profit, but Lu Qian doesn't know his details at all, and the so-called "hidden power" promises that the other party has always been half-believed, so what is it for?

For a moment, Jiang Ran couldn't understand this mortal world.