MTLNOVEL Ch. 2
Chapter 2: I’m Calling the Police, the Asura Hall People Are Illegally Gathering
Under the night sky, Jingdu City shimmered with vibrant lights.
The top-floor banquet hall of the Wanhao Zhizun Hotel was ablaze with brilliance, as if it were broad daylight.
Crystal chandeliers refracted dazzling beams, and melodious classical music flowed through the air. Guests dressed in splendid attire gathered in small groups, conversing in hushed tones, their every gesture exuding the elegance and restraint of high society.
This was the eightieth birthday banquet of the Chu family patriarch, Chu Xiaotian.
Those present were none other than the most prominent figures in Jingdu City—business tycoons, political elites, and renowned celebrities, all gathered in one place.
However,
Amid this scene of luxury and solemnity, a discordant figure stood out starkly.
At the main table, a man in cheap casual clothing sat stiffly, his demeanor awkward and out of place with the surroundings.
He was the Chu family’s live-in son-in-law—
Lin Fan.
I, Chu Yun, sat not far away, holding a glass of champagne, lazily swirling the golden liquid inside, my eyes locked onto the man like an eagle’s.
It was coming. The big moment was coming.
I could clearly sense that beneath Lin Fan’s seemingly calm exterior, a storm of rage and boundless arrogance was brewing, ready to erupt.
As expected,
The show began.
My mother, who was also Lin Fan’s mother-in-law, Li Wenfang, with her sharp-tongued expression, finally lost her patience and pointed her spear at Lin Fan.
“Lin Fan, look at yourself. What are you even doing here? Just here to mooch off food and drink?”
Her voice wasn’t loud, but it was enough for everyone around the main table to hear clearly.
In an instant, all eyes turned to focus on them, filled with undisguised disdain and amusement at the spectacle.
“Our Chu family must have committed some sin to end up with a useless son-in-law like you! Three years, and what have you done for our Chu family? Can’t find a job, can’t handle household chores, and at an occasion like this, look at the cheap rags you’re wearing. You’ve completely disgraced our Chu family!”
Li Wenfang grew angrier as she spoke, pointing at Lin Fan’s nose and scolding, “If you had even a shred of backbone, you’d divorce Qingxue right now and get out of our Chu family!”
Her humiliating words stabbed like knives, one after another.
Lin Fan kept his head lowered, his eyes dark and terrifying, his mind racing with vicious thoughts—
[Heh, a bunch of blind mortals! Just hold on a little longer, just a little longer!]
[Once you’ve made enough noise, once that idiot Chu Yun makes his move, my Asura Hall’s eight Heavenly Kings will appear!]
[I’ll make all of you who looked down on me kneel and lick my toes!]
[The Chu family? Once I rule Jingdu, you’ll only be fit to be a dog under my feet!]
Lin Fan’s heart roared with fury, yet his face maintained that meek, enduring expression.
He had already signaled his subordinates. In at most three minutes, his meticulously planned spectacle would take the stage!
He had even rehearsed what he’d say after his subordinates knelt before him, delivering the line “Everyone, rise. It’s just a small occasion” in a calm, understated tone to showcase his domineering aura.
He wanted the entire Chu family, especially that brother-in-law Chu Yun who despised him the most, to witness his meteoric rise and tremble under his majestic presence!
However, At the peak moment of this highly anticipated mix of humiliation and expectation—
“Ah—ha—”
An utterly ill-timed yawn lazily shattered the tense atmosphere of the banquet hall.
All eyes turned toward the source.
I, Chu Yun, stretched with an exaggerated yawn, looking utterly listless, and stood up unsteadily.
“Mom, can’t you change your lines? I’ve heard them for three years, and my ears are practically calloused.”
I pursed my lips, looking thoroughly uninterested.
“This is so boring. My friends invited me to go clubbing at ‘Midnight Charm,’ so I won’t stick around for this childish game.”
With that, I casually waved at the patriarch seated at the head of the table: “Grandpa, happy birthday. I’m outta here.”
Then,
I turned to my sister and brother-in-law, flashing a grin.
“Sis, brother-in-law, take your time.”
With that, under the petrified gazes of the entire hall of guests, I, Chu Yun, sauntered off with my hands in my pockets, whistling, and headed toward the banquet hall’s grand entrance.
The entire process was fluid, without a hint of hesitation.
“You… you ungrateful brat!”
Li Wenfang trembled with rage, nearly choking on her anger.
The Chu family patriarch’s face was ashen, his cane striking the floor heavily.
This was his eightieth birthday!
This little punk dared to walk out in front of all of Jingdu’s elite?
It was like rubbing the Chu family’s face in the dirt!
Chu Qingxue’s delicate brows furrowed tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion and disbelief—
Today’s Chu Yun was too abnormal.
In the past, though he was a spoiled playboy, he would never dare act so brazenly at Grandpa’s birthday banquet. And wasn’t he the one who hated Lin Fan the most and loved seeing him humiliated?
This was the perfect opportunity to shame Lin Fan, so why did he show no interest and instead leave early?
Was this still the same reckless, good-for-nothing brother?
Meanwhile, The most stunned and mentally shattered person in the room was none other than Lin Fan.
The smile on his face had completely frozen.
The guy…
Ran away?!
I endured humiliation, meticulously planned for three years, all for this shocking face-slapping moment today!
I even wrote the script in my head, with the triumphant music practically playing, and now the key target of my face-slapping, the clown I most wanted to see beg for mercy, just ran off?
Then what’s the point of my grand performance?!
A show with no audience isn’t called showing off—it’s called being an idiot!
Chu Yun!
You’re not playing by the rules!
Lin Fan felt the crushing disappointment of a cooked duck flying away.
At that moment,
I, Chu Yun, who had already left the banquet hall, also had a grim expression.
I pulled out my phone from my pocket and leisurely dialed a number I knew by heart.
“Hey, Officer Huang? Officer Huang, I’m reporting a crime!”
“Young Master Chu, what are you up to? This isn’t a joke!”
“Big bro, would I dare joke about this? I’m officially reporting a crime! At the Wanhao Zhizun Hotel in Jingdu City, there’s a large group of thugs illegally gathering! They’re involved in organized crime, each one looking vicious and calling themselves the Asura Hall—extremely dangerous! Officer Huang, if you don’t believe me, I’ll just call 110 directly!”
What?
Huh?
The person on the other end suddenly snapped to attention—
Today was the Chu family’s birthday banquet, attended by most of Jingdu’s top figures!
Could someone really be causing trouble?
He wanted to ask more, but the call had already ended with a beep.
…
After hanging up, I felt utterly refreshed.
The Dragon King wants to show off?
Sorry, but Uncle Cop will teach you how to behave.
“Brother Yun! Awesome!”
A chubby figure popped out from who-knows-where—it was Wang Aijun, his face full of admiration as he gave a thumbs-up.
“That scene just now was too cool! Brother Yun, where are we going clubbing now? Take me along!”
I glanced at him and smirked, “Come on, I’ll take you to see a show even more thrilling than clubbing.”
The two of us swaggered off, disappearing outside the grand entrance.