Wu Yier brought Lin Qifan up in the elevator.
She then walked straight to a Fat Pig man in a security uniform.
"Uncle Huang, isn't your team's Xiao Zhao gone, so you're short one security guard?
When I passed by the commercial street just now, I happened to run into an Ancient Martial Artist who had no money for food."
Wu Yier pointed to Lin Qifan, who was following behind her, "This is Lin Qifan; his skills are quite good. I'm going to Grandpa's place now; you can arrange something for him."
After speaking, she turned and left.
The Fat Pig, Uncle Huang, nodded gratefully, sighing at the young lady's beauty and kindness.
He had just mentioned that they were short-staffed, and she immediately arranged someone.
However, when he turned to size up Lin Qifan, his fat face immediately filled with indifference.
Tsk, this scrawny body is a Martial Artist?
If he's a Martial Artist, then I'm an Immortal cultivator.
He looks like a pauper, dirty all over. How could a pauper possibly practice martial arts?
"Poor scholar, rich martial artist" isn't just a saying.
If you don't have money, what will you buy ginseng for bathing? If you don't have money, what will you use to find Martial Artists to spar with? If you don't have money, you can't even afford protein powder!
Uncle Huang took out a security uniform and threw it over, saying coldly:
"Everyone attending this welcoming banquet is from a top-tier wealthy family; even the prominent families of Lin City aren't qualified to enter. Your duties are, first, to be responsible for the security of personnel on the second floor, and second, to look for any suspicious individuals."
Lin Qifan: ...
"Why aren't you speaking?" Uncle Huang frowned, thinking that his guess was indeed correct.
Look, he's so hungry he can't even speak. Isn't he a pauper?
"If anything goes wrong, I'll hold you accountable! Don't think I'm as kind and beautiful as the young lady. With me, if you can work, then work; if you can't, then get lost. Understand?"
"Furthermore, if you want to continue working here and get a job, first, do not talk back to your superiors; second, if you offend a wealthy family, it's always your fault, no matter what; third, always remember the above two rules!"
After speaking, Uncle Huang left without looking back.
Lin Qifan: ...
To be honest, he thought "work" meant pretending to be a beautiful woman's boyfriend to deal with her parents' nagging about marriage, leading to a fake relationship becoming real by accident.
But it's actually a security guard?!
I, the only Immortal cultivator in the Dharma-ending Age, actually have to be a security guard?
And this security captain looks down on me?
Lin Qifan clenched his fists, staring at Uncle Huang's retreating fat backside, a fierce glint in his eyes.
"You're courting death, daring to be so disrespectful to me."
However, he still gritted his teeth and put on the security uniform.
Not to mention, it fit quite well, complementing his ordinary appearance.
He looked exactly like a security guard from a typical residential community, protecting the safety of the residents.
It's not like he gained nothing along the way.
At least Wu Yier was constantly exuding a faint fragrance.
Lin Qifan secretly followed several meters behind, absorbing a lot of the overflowing pure Yin energy.
Huan Yuan Qi surged forth, directly breaking through his realm to the second level of Foundation Establishment Stage!
Thinking of Wu Yier, the anger on Lin Qifan's face disappeared, replaced by a sinister, cackling smile.
He couldn't help but lick his lips.
The pure Yin energy overflowing from her body was already so rich; she was clearly a Xuan Yin Body!
If he touched her little hand, wouldn't he absorb even more?
"Sooner or later, I, Lin Qifan, will be able to openly touch every girl's hand."
Lin Qifan clenched his fists, a triumphant smile appearing on his face.
However, fantasizing aside, he still had to do his job.
He walked into the venue.
Suddenly, the smile on Lin Qifan's face froze.
At a dining table not far away, a familiar figure was feasting.
Jiang Yu!!!?
Why is he here?
For some reason, Lin Qifan had a vague feeling.
Whenever he encountered this guy, nothing good ever happened!
But then he thought, that was when his strength wasn't enough.
Now he was a Foundation Establishment Stage expert; a mere unknown Ancient Martial Artist could be extinguished with a flick of a finger.
However, before killing Jiang Yu.
Lin Qifan decided to thoroughly exact revenge for the slight from the day before yesterday.
You dared to make me lose face; this time, I'll make you experience what it feels like to be wronged!
Lin Qifan sneered, strode to Jiang Yu's side, and gave him a provocative look.
"Yo, isn't this Jiang Yu? What, reincarnated as a hungry ghost?
This is the banquet of "Wu, Master of National Medicine." You're just a small playboy; do you have an invitation letter? Who let you in? Show it to me; I need to check!"
Jiang Yu looked up, chewing on a chicken leg: "Who are you?"
"?"
Lin Qifan nearly died of anger, his fists clenched.
He had been thinking about Jiang Yu for the past few days, but this guy didn't even remember his name!
"I, Lin Qifan!" Lin Qifan gritted his teeth.
Jiang Yu chuckled, "I know, why are you explaining yourself? You seem a little insecure, brother."
Lin Qifan nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood, "You...you f***ing..."
"Good brother, anger is the devil; calm down and eat your chicken leg. Here, have a chicken leg to calm your nerves."
Lin Qifan's throat was deep-throated by the chicken leg, and his eyes widened.
So fast!
He, a dignified second-level Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, didn't even see his movements in his carelessness.
"A Profound-tier Martial Artist? Interesting..." Lin Qifan narrowed his eyes.
However, at this point, even a late Profound-tier Martial Artist, he could try to compete with!
Cultivating Immortality is just way more awesome than practicing martial arts.
What if Jiang Yu practices martial arts to be even stronger?
Ultimately, it's just an individual's power.
And cultivating Immortality is borrowing the mighty power of heaven and earth!
No, no, what am I thinking?
What he needed to do now was target this guy, make him lose face in public, and get his revenge!
"Hmph." Lin Qifan sneered, swallowed the chicken leg, and shouted:
"Someone! We found a guy who's freeloading!"
The other people at the banquet immediately had their attention drawn by the shout, and their gazes turned towards them.
Many people whispered.
"Really? This is Wu, Master of National Medicine's banquet; someone actually dares to come without an invitation? Are they tired of living?"
"Heh heh, there's a good show to watch. I noticed that guy just now; eating so much in one go, he doesn't look like someone from a wealthy family at all. How could he possibly have an invitation letter?"
"Fight, fight, fight..."
Uncle Huang, who had been standing guard for over an hour, was just about to sit down when he heard a shout and immediately rushed over:
"What's going on?"
Lin Qifan, with a haughty expression, pointed at Jiang Yu and said, "This guy is a freeloader!"
Slap—
Before he finished speaking, a slap landed on Lin Qifan's face.
Uncle Huang's face was grim as he cursed:
"Are you blind? This is Jiang Shao! Do you know who his maternal grandfather is? Li Wentian, the head of the Li Family in the capital!"
Jiang Yu calmly wiped his hands with a tissue and casually pulled out a large, crimson, gold-embossed invitation card.
"Uncle Huang, this is my invitation. Do you want to check its authenticity?"
Uncle Huang quickly shook his head: "How dare I check you, Jiang Shao? My subordinate was derelict in his duty; I apologize to you."
Lin Qifan was stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He only knew Jiang Yu was rich, but he didn't know how rich.
At the same time, the surrounding guests gasped.
"Li Wentian? Is that Li Wentian of the Li Family in the capital? Oh my god, this kid is actually his grandson!"
"That's one of the few Heaven-tier Grandmasters in the world. No wonder he can come to Wu, Master of National Medicine's banquet. This kid's background is terrifying."
"Tsk tsk tsk, a mere little security guard actually dares to pick a fight with the young master of the Jiang Family. This is truly defying heaven."
Although the single slap looked heavy, it didn't hurt, but for Lin Qifan, it was utterly humiliating.
"Blind! Everyone is blind!" Lin Qifan clenched his fists, rage spewing from his eyes.
Uncle Huang slapped Lin Qifan again, cursing:
"Don't you have any discernment? Believe it or not, I'll make you get lost right now. Stubborn? Try talking back again!"
Lin Qifan suppressed the urge to hit someone.
After all, he was truly poor now; the only food he had eaten since leaving the police station was a chicken leg Jiang Yu had casually given him.
Wait...
Lin Qifan noticed there were a few other chicken legs on the table, covered in some dust and carpet fibers, obviously having fallen on the floor.
Lin Qifan: ...
"Damn it! Jiang Yu, you really are f***ing dead! When I achieve Immortality, you'll be the first one I kill!"
Lin Qifan was furiously angry for a moment, then came the Tolerate.Tolerate
"I am an Immortal cultivator, he is a Martial Artist. I am fundamentally nobler than him..."
After silently reciting a few self-comforting prayers, Lin Qifan's heart once again became as calm as a clear lake.
