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Chapter 144: Gained a Fan

Yang Jie frowned, she held her younger brother with one hand and took out her phone with the other, preparing to call the police in case a major conflict arose.

Even though some of her classmates had come with her, she decided not to involve them in such a situation. She decided the same for her younger brother, who would surely just end up complicating things.

Sure enough, the bar’s security quickly came rushing over. They had noticed the situation as soon as the youngsters began to crowd around Chang Bin. But, since Xiao Qi, the tall young man, was related to the bar’s owner, they had deliberately tried to bolster his pretense. They knew he wouldn’t actually start a fight that could affect his cousin’s business.

However, the sudden arrival of the skinhead had caught them off guard, evoking fears that the youngsters might spiral out of control.

But as the security drew near, they noticed a peculiar and eerie vibe. The youngsters, especially Xiao Qi and Ah Hua, seemed to be petrified of the skinhead.

Xiang Kun, of course, recognized Xiao Qi, Ah Hua, and their other companions from previous encounters and was able to guess why they were so terrified of him.

However, he couldn’t be bothered to entertain any further discussions with them – as long as they did not provoke him, things would be fine.

“Shall we change locations?” Xiang Kun suggested to Chang Bin.

“Yeah, I’ve had my fill too. Let’s go,” Chang Bin agreed without hesitation, not realizing the dictator-like hold Xiang Kun had over the youngsters.

The two left the remaining drinks at the bar, Xiang Kun signaled his departure to Yang Jie and left with Chang Bin.

The bar’s security took a breath of relief as tensions seemed to defuse. Yet, they were puzzled by conservative behavior displayed by the owner’s cousin and Ah Hua towards the skinhead.

Just as Xiang Kun and Chang Bin reached the bar’s entrance, they bumped into Qin Dong who was coming in.

Upon setting eyes on Xiang Kun’s intimidating stature, bald head, and glasses,

Qin Dong instinctively shrank back, “Mr…Mr. Xiang?”

The first time he was hit by Xiang Kun in building 706, Qin Dong was devastated and swore to take revenge. But after his unsuccessful attempt to confront Xiang Kun outside the residential area followed by numerous complaints lodged against him by the local police and getting called in for ‘tea’ by Officer Chen, Qin Dong realized Xiang Kun was out of his league.

In order to mitigate the rumors caused by women chattering behind his back about his humiliating experience, he consciously built up the reputation of Xiang Kun’s mystique and power.

Xiang Kun paid no heed to Qin Dong and went off to drive Chang Bin home.

If he’d known earlier that the bar was owned by Qin Dong, he definitely would not have come. Not because he was scared, but simply to avoid unnecessary trouble and undesired attention.

Inside the bar, Yang Jie’s younger brother was astounded by the respect accorded to the skinny man at the entrance by the awe-struck youngsters and excitedly exclaimed, “Sis, the fortune-teller you know is just too awesome! Is he named Charlotte Faldo? He’s my idol! Let him know, he earned himself a diehard fan today!”

Yang Jie promptly rapped his knuckles and snapped, “Fan my foot.”

Her brother rubbed the back of his head complaining, “Sis, can I have your friend’s WeChat? I want to ask him for some advice on how to observe details and make deductions.”

WeChat? Yang Jie paused for a moment, realizing they hadn’t exchanged contact information.

Despite having met thrice, she realized they hadn’t exchanged any form of contact information. Before she brought her brother over to chat with Xiang Kun, she had planned to ask him for his contact details out of sheer curiousness about the A4 note and the fortunetelling system.

“No WeChat! Focus on your studies and stop thinking about all this nonsense. Don’t cause any trouble else I won’t spare you!” Yang Jie warned her brother and rejoined her friends.

As soon as she found an opportunity and sure nobody was watching, she discreetly sent a message to Zhang Qian on WeChat: “Guess who I ran into at the bar today…”

On the ride, Xiang Kun calmly drove while Chang Bin, who seemed to be quite intrigued, asked, “That person at the bar’s entrance, does he know you?”

It could be argued that the behavior of the youngsters at the bar was out of fear of Xiang Kun’s physical presence. But the skinny man at the entrance clearly seemed to recognize Xiang Kun.

“I had scare him off when he caused some trouble next to my house, hiding behind the police’s authority. So now he’s afraid of me assuming I have some connection with the police,” Xiang Kun summed up the incidents.

Chang Bin turned towards Xiang Kun in the passenger seat, with a rather complicated expression. “What?” Xiang Kun was puzzled that his cover story might have given way.

Chang Bin shook his head, “You’ve changed a lot recently. If it were the old you, it would’ve been impossible for you to voluntarily sing in front of so many people, especially without any accompaniment. And, even though you have always stepped up to help me, you would usually be scared, shaking perhaps, but you seemed very composed just now, as if you are used to such situations.”

Despite having a lot to drink at the bar tonight, Chang Bin was still sober. He adjusted himself back in his seat and focused on the road ahead, whispering, “Tu, it’s not just your appearance that has changed, but also your character. It’s a good thing. You should step out of your comfort zone and pursue your dreams while you’re still single. Whatever you want to do, just go for it. I’m here to support you.”

Xiang Kun simply nodded without a word, focusing on driving. But Chang Bin’s last few words were duly noted by him, echoing in his mind..