Chapter 323: You're Actually Not a Bad Guy

"What does this mean?"

Zheng Tu racked his brains but couldn't understand what the other party meant. However, at this point, he didn't have time to think too much.

From the beginning until now, he had received numerous "good guy cards" from Lin Fan.

And he had also been severely beaten.

Those who haven't personally experienced it can hardly understand how painful a beating that doesn't kill you is. It's simply the most agonizing experience.

Zheng Tu remained silent, expressionlessly looking at Lin Fan. Even if he wanted to have an expression, given the current state of his face, it would be difficult to show any change. He was beaten so severely that his features were not only distorted but also swollen. It was truly miserable.

Lin Fan noticed that the other party wasn't speaking and lowered his head in thought, pondering many questions. Suddenly, he thought of the most crucial point, perhaps the reason why the other party remained silent.

"Don't think that I wanted to drink your alcohol. It's mainly because it's a bit far from my place. How about I treat you to a meal next time?"

He offered an explanation, hoping the other party would believe him.

He felt his integrity was guaranteed. In fact, he didn't need to think; the other party would definitely believe him.

The followers were somewhat bewildered.

The situation before them was complex. Although there was no fighting at the moment, the severity of the situation was even more intense than combat. A slight misstep could lead to utter ruin.

The more seemingly friendly a person is, the more dangerous they actually are.

This is called insidiousness, despicableness, and so on.

Zheng Tu endured the pain in his face and forced a smile, "Good, no problem at all."

He then waved his hand, immediately instructing his followers to fetch the alcohol.

Lin Fan patted Zheng Tu's shoulder and said, "You're truly a friendly person. Actually, you don't need to deliberately hide your temper. Although your words are unpleasant and harsh, I think you're not bad. It's alright."

Zheng Tu looked down at Lin Fan's hand on his shoulder, momentarily stunned. It wasn't because he was moved by the other party's action, but because he didn't expect to be reduced to such a state. It was truly embarrassing, a kind of unspeakable frustration.

Soon, the followers brought over the wine jars.

Lin Fan's eyes lit up when he saw the wine jars. He loved this kind of alcohol. Although he felt a little embarrassed since it was their first meeting, he believed the other party wasn't stingy.

They both lifted the jars and started guzzling.

"This is really good, even better than the cola I used to drink."

Lin Fan had developed a taste for alcohol, and it was quite serious. Once he started drinking openly, it was truly difficult to stop. Then, they saw him finish a jar in a few gulps, the speed so fast that it left Zheng Tu dumbfounded.

"Where are you from?" Lin Fan asked.

Zheng Tu replied, "From the starry sky."

"Wow, the starry sky! I've never been there. If Old Zhang knew, he would definitely be looking forward to the starry sky path. If there's a chance, would you be willing to take me and my friend to see your hometown?" Lin Fan asked with a smile while drinking.

Zheng Tu wondered what he was trying to do. At least so far, he hadn't figured out the other party's intentions. His heart was beating fast, so fast it was a bit frightening.

His life was no longer in his own hands; he had to find a way to stabilize the situation.

"You're very welcome. If there's a chance, I'll take you there," Zheng Tu said.

"Great! Come, let's have another jar," Lin Fan said, his face beaming with joy. He was truly happy. For him, he had never met such a good opponent. The previous sparring had left him very satisfied; the other party's strength was truly impressive.

In this situation, could Zheng Tu back down? Obviously, that was impossible.

If you say drink a jar, then let's drink a jar.

If I can't beat you in a fight, I can still outdrink you.

Driven by this mentality, he naturally drank more and more.

In the end... Zheng Tu started slurring his words.

Lin Fan smiled, "Your words are really unpleasant. Fortunately, I'm not the kind of person who gets angry easily. Otherwise, you really might get beaten up."

"Beaten? Who dares to beat me?" Zheng Tu acted domineeringly, as if he had forgotten how badly he had been beaten by Lin Fan just moments ago.

"Be humble," Lin Fan advised.

The followers were used to their master's domineering aura, but the current situation was different. He had clearly been severely beaten, yet he could still be so confident.

It seemed that drunkenness made one forgetful, easily erasing unpleasant experiences, as if they had never happened.

He remained domineering and unruly.

After a while, Lin Fan saw that it was getting late. He had been out for so long; Old Zhang would definitely be worried. It was time to go back. This outing had been truly enjoyable for him.

Not only did he spar with a master, but he also got to drink such delicious alcohol.

This short-tempered, arrogant-talking starry sky person was alright, at least hospitable.

This was a merit.

"It's getting late, I should go. Take good care of him. I'll come visit you guys when I have time," Lin Fan said to the followers with a smile.

Then, looking at the drowsy Zheng Tu, he waved goodbye, leaped into the air, and soared into the distance.

The followers looked up at the sky.

Such terrifying explosive power!

They knew that he wasn't flying back, but propelling himself through the air with the power of his legs. Such strength was awe-inspiring, quite impressive.

Their master was truly miserable.

This was something they hadn't expected.

Being beaten was one thing, but being drunk under the table was another.

Sigh...

At least being able to save his life was the only thing that could be considered a consolation.