After singing a chorus, hundreds of eyes in the hall focused on Chen Fan.
Focused by these eyes, Chen Fan stood up slowly while holding the wine glass. Gu Motian's palm moved slightly, and the wine glass was slowly held in his palm, and his heart condensed slightly.
Everyone present looked at it with countless eyes, and everyone's atmosphere seemed a little strange.
Chen Fan, the man who just came out of the prison.
There was some kind of feud between him and Han Litian, and many people present had heard about it.
"Doesn't this person have a life-and-death feud with Han Litian?"
"His daughter was killed and yet he came to celebrate someone else's birthday. He is really capable of doing that."
"Shh, what's the point? What can't you do to survive? Besides, isn't it just a daughter? Any cultivator with a lifespan of five hundred years will have countless heirs. Let's not talk about others, let's talk about Han Litian, the heir.
No less than hundreds of people.”
"There are only a few who are promising among them. Most of them are engaged in some low-level industries. It is said that his illegitimate son who was killed only has a little potential."
"If Chen Fan still wants to hang out in this ancient Juliu Dynasty, he has to lower his head."
"..."
Chen Fan picked up the wine glass and walked slowly towards Han Litian. Gu Motian even sweated for Chen Fan. He couldn't help Chen Fan and couldn't help the bleeding pain in his heart.
Endure, you must endure it. No matter how painful it is, or how cold it is, you must endure it for one day!
"Junior Chen Fan, I wish you a glass of congratulatory wine for Venerable Han Litian." He walked up to these people and offered him a glass of birthday wine. Chen Fan's expression was calmer than anyone imagined.
"It turns out to be Chen Fan." Han Litian said calmly, his face expressionless.
"After twenty years in prison, have you ever regretted it?" Han Litian looked deeply at Chen Fan.
In front of these people, the corners of Chen Fan's mouth gradually curled up with an unknown arc, and he lowered his head, still holding the longevity wine, his body motionless, "For twenty years, I have always done something wrong for myself.
I feel sorry for my crime, and I came here today to apologize to Venerable Han."
After Chen Fan finished speaking, the people below were already laughing.
"This is such a coward. He will do anything to survive."
"When a woman was killed, he just let it go. If I were him, I might as well jump off this building and die."
"I really can't tell that this person is such a person. I used to say that he was one of the five geniuses. Now it seems that, bah, a person like this is worthy of being compared with Liu Shengzi and others."
"Brother Chen, you." Nearby, Liu Shengzi, Murong Nan and others were sitting. Seeing Chen Fan again, Liu Shengzi's face changed slightly, with a look of disappointment on his face.
"You have really changed."
Murong Nan shook his head, his face expressionless, except for a mocking expression on his lips.
"Who do you think you are? A criminal who has just been released from prison, yet you dare to come to my father's birthday without fear of bad luck!" Behind Han Litian, Han Qiaoting walked out and said loudly, pointing a finger.
Pointing at Chen Fan.
Han Litian shook the wine glass in his hand, and there was blood-colored liquid in the wine glass, which didn't mean anything.
In response to Han Qiaoting's scolding, he just expressed his calmness.
"Master." A look of anger appeared on Xie Cheng's face, his fingers were clenched tightly, and the veins on his neck were slowly protruding. Behind Gu Motian, these people were extremely angry.
Han Litian and these people really bullied people so much that Chen Fan even came to apologize and humbled himself, but they still refused to forgive him.
"That's enough!" Gu Motian shouted, stopping these people.
He looked at Chen Fan and sighed. Can Chen Fan really withstand such pressure today?
With Chen Fanning's unyielding character, could he really endure the pain of losing his daughter and the humiliation of his enemies? There was a trace of confusion in Gu Motian's eyes. I hope that the events of these years can make Chen Fan better.
Make some changes.
Slowly raising his head to look, Han Litian had an indifferent look with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
Han Qiaoting was angry and condescending, questioning himself from the moral high ground.
There were expressions of worry, ridicule, or anger all around.
The emotions I felt on the day Xuanxuan died are probably less than one ten thousandth of what I feel today, right?
The fingers slowly clenched, and the smile and humility on Chen Fan's face seemed to become more "sincere", but the nails were embedded in the flesh, and it was still so painful.
"This junior is specially giving me a birthday gift." Chen Fan clapped his hands. From outside the main hall, ten shirtless, burly men walked in, carrying a huge shelf with a red cloth cover.
, couldn't see clearly what was inside, but it could be seen that the object was extremely heavy, and even these people could hardly lift it.
Chen Fan smiled slightly and watched as these people carried the thing in and finally placed it on the main hall.
"Boom", there was a dull sound throughout the hall.
From under the red cloth, there was a mysterious aura and pressure. It was definitely a top-notch treasure.
Suddenly, the cups spinning in Han Litian's hand stopped spinning, and everyone couldn't help but stand up, with a rare look of solemnity on their faces.
Behind him, Han Qiaoting shut up, like a duck with its neck stretched out, standing on tiptoes and looking forward.
"That's..."
Everyone was breathing rapidly, and hundreds of people in the hall were whispering to each other.
Chen Fan came to visit today. As a greeting gift, what kind of gift would Chen Fan give that would be heavy enough to shut up the father and son? There was a hint of confusion in the eyes of these people.
Chen Fan clapped his hands, and a strong man stepped forward, pulled off the red cloth, and immediately revealed what was on the shelf. It was a bow, a huge stone bow!
"Wow!" Everyone stood up immediately, breathing rapidly, "Taoist weapon, the Fallen Emperor's Bow?"
These people said in silence.
Han Qiaoting was also in disbelief and his eyes widened. He knew about the Taoist weapon in Chen Fan's hand. After he came back, he told Han Litian about it repeatedly. Both father and son coveted this Taoist tool, but
They never dreamed that Chen Fan would give such a bow as a gift!
"This is my gift to Lord Han!" Chen Fan stroked his chest, slowly bent down, and said in a deep voice.
The whole place fell silent.
The dawn moon was in the sky, it was deathly silent, and the red candle at the door of the hall gave off a faint flickering light.
"Hahaha."
From the main hall, a burst of Han Litian's laughter came out, making the whole hall shake.
Han Litian laughed alone and slowly walked towards the bow.