Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 190 - 100 Who Dares (Part 2)

Wang Ji was very angry. His banquet with second-tier suppliers and some old friends had been disrupted at lunch, an occurrence that had never happened in many years, and was unforgivable.

"Old Master Wang has arrived."

"Chairman Wang is here, now it’s going to be lively."

The hushed conversations nearby made many people make way voluntarily, ready to watch the spectacle unfold.

Gawking is an innate human vice.

Wang Nuonuo was also quite angry and wanted to see who dared to cause trouble at his own banquet.

"Who dares?"

When Deacon Yuan saw the plump boy, he sneered and leaned closer. The moment carried the air of a superior, mixed with a mocking and sinister sneer, he held out his right hand towards the angry eyes of the boy.

He gently patted the plump boy’s cheek twice.

"Little fatty, which family do you belong to? I don’t see any insignia on you."

The plump boy, like Mu Fan, didn’t have a family insignia on their chest. Deacon Yuan’s mockery turned the boy’s face red.

"I am from the Fowen family!"

An angry voice sounded.

Deacon Yuan was first startled, then after some thought, he tilted his head and asked those nearby, "Does anyone here know of this family?"

The people around exchanged glances, many of whom recognized the cloud-shaped insignia on Deacon Yuan’s chest, and they shook their heads.

"Don’t recognize it."

"Never heard of it."

"There doesn’t seem to be such a family on Purple Jade Star."

Deacon Yuan smiled and tapped his head, "The top 100 families in terms of strength on Purple Jade Star, Yuan here remembers them all by heart. Please forgive my ignorance, I truly don’t know your family, sir."

His sarcastically veiled remarks made those around him laugh.

Indeed, this must be some family that sprang from a backwater, probably wanting to blend into their supplier network.

However, it was truly strange that Loki Heavy Industries would take interest in such an individual.

And there, Old Master Wang had arrived.

The elder and the younger had already entered the circle and saw clearly what was happening inside.

The man in the tailcoat was mercilessly mocking the plump boy, with a silent and indifferent young man and a delicate, beautiful woman standing beside him.

At this moment, Xiao Rongrong’s attention was entirely captured by Deacon Yuan’s every move.

The man’s intangible authority was simply intoxicating.

"What’s the matter? Who was causing the commotion just now?" Wang Ji looked around and spoke in a deep voice.

As for the poised and graceful Wang Nuonuo, she was watching the group with eyes as clear as autumn waters.

"Hmm? This feels somewhat familiar." As her gaze swept over the young man who was pursing his lips and narrowing his eyes, Wang Nuonuo suddenly felt as if she had seen him somewhere before.

She swore to her father far away on Capital Star that she had never had any dealings with boys.

It might be a case of mistaken identity. Wang Nuonuo continued to turn her gaze back to the man in the tailcoat and the plump boy.

Deacon Yuan noticed the splash of water blue from the corner of his eye and thought to himself that the Wang family’s prized jewel was now paying attention to this event.

He elegantly bowed to Wang Ji, "Respected Mr. Wang Ji, my name is Yuan Xian. I regret not having the opportunity to talk to you when you were in Kim Jilan a few days ago."

Wang Ji noticed the cloud insignia on his chest and his eyes narrowed.

"May I ask what position Deacon Yuan holds in the Mountain Mist Association?"

"Chairman Wang is too kind, I’m merely a senior deacon," Yuan replied.

A collective gasp of breath could be heard from the bystanders.

A senior deacon of the Mountain Mist Association!

Among the third-class positions, it was the highest rank, apart from the consistently elusive secretary and the still mysterious Mountain Master. The senior deacon could certainly be considered the public face of the Mountain Mist Association on Loga Star.

The Mountain Mist Association, the Emperor of the underground dark forces.

These three words were known to everyone present.

"Deacon Yuan gracing us with his presence certainly makes this place shine, but a certain Wang is curious to know what exactly has transpired. What was it about the Loki Heavy Industry’s banquet that caused such a commotion?"

The look in Wang Ji’s eyes began to sharpen, the weight of the name ’Mountain Mist Association’ far exceeded what most could imagine.

"Heh, then you’ll have to ask this dear little chubby guy here. Both he and his companion are of unclear origins... Deacon Yuan was merely curious and asked a question, never expecting it to provoke such a big reaction."

Deacon Yuan’s light words refocused everyone’s gaze on Mu Fan and Harry.

The two of them were clearly together, yet neither displayed a family crest.

Let’s see how they would respond.

"Oh, may I ask which enterprise or family the two young friends hail from?"

The chubby one’s eyes shone with excitement, and he couldn’t suppress his voice as he exclaimed, "Fowen family! Fowen Consortium!"

After receiving an answer, Wang Ji thought for a moment, nodded, and then looked at Mu Fan.

"No family, no enterprise," Mu Fan said calmly.

The young man stood straight without a hint of bending, as calm as a pine tree in the storm.

"It seems that the beauty was right after all, this kid really sneaked in, huh?"

"But that little chubby guy clearly knows this youngster."

"It’s unclear, let’s just wait and see, Old Mr. Wang doesn’t seem very happy now."

Xiao Rongrong finally showed a smile on her face; this detestable youngster had finally screwed up. He admitted he had no background, so he can just wait to be kicked out.

She was so looking forward to that spectacular scene!

With that thought, Xiao Rongrong sneaked another glance at Deacon Yuan on the side, his confident and elegant demeanor absolutely captivating her.

Deacon Yuan smiled and spoke to Wang Ji, "Old Mr. Wang, the answer has been revealed."

More and more guests gathered around to watch, and just as Wang Ji cleared his throat, ready to speak, a voice full of panic and urgency came from behind.

"Chairman Wang, it really is a failure on my part in discipline. I am Wayne of the Fowen Consortium, this is my son, and this is my distant nephew. Youngsters can be impetuous, I hope Chairman Wang won’t take it to heart."

Wayne no longer had his earlier jovial demeanor; he was sweating profusely as he squeezed his way in, his eyes pleading as he looked at Wang Ji’s back.

He couldn’t have anticipated that the situation a few minutes later would exceed anything he could have imagined.

The Fowen Consortium’s attempt to enter the interstellar circle might have...

Failed!

And not just any failure, but one that completely cut off their foundation.

Once today’s joke spreads, the Fowen Consortium might be immediately labeled as rash and overestimating themselves.

If this incident reached the ears of the upper echelons on Blue Capital Star, then based on the agreement he had previously set with the Gaoling Family, he might have to pay out years of his family’s hard work.

You little rascal!

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Wayne’s eyes showed ferocity, which then turned into helplessness as he stared at his own son.

The chubby son’s stubborn refusal to concede resembled himself in his youth, but his attitude would only blow the already baseless Fowen Consortium further away until it was eliminated from the circle.

Everyone present wouldn’t mind one less competitor.

Everyone was waiting for Wang Ji’s verdict on this tiny enterprise that couldn’t be any smaller.

Deacon Yuan, seeing Mr. Wang Ji silent, spoke softly, "If Old Mr. Wang is in a difficult position, Deacon Yuan is willing to assist you."

"The Mountain Mist Association is handling this matter, please show some grace."

The surrounding crowd took a collective step back, leaving two stout, burly men, their sudden appearance unknown to all, but the cloud emblem on their chests clarified their allegiance.

Just as Wang Ji remained silent and the chubby son was about to speak again, Mu Fan’s indifferent gaze preceded a remark that sent chills down the spines of those who heard it.

"Annoying Mountain Mist Association again."

Deacon Yuan’s eyes turned cold, "Take him!"

Suddenly, a languid voice came from the hall, cutting through all noise and barrier, entering the ears of everyone present with crystal clear audacity.

"Tsk, tsk, I’d like to see who dares?"

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