"My business?" Chu Fan furrowed his brows slightly and lightly tapped the booklet twice with his fingertips, a trace of confusion in his eyes.
The short, fat youth edged closer, his voice low yet brimming with excitement. "This afternoon, news spread through the dining hall—apparently, a few days ago on Xingning Street, you seriously wounded three Blood Saber Sect disciples while fighting one against three!"
As he spoke, he slapped his thigh, his eyes shining. "The entire Seven Star Gang branch is in an uproar!"
Chu Fan raised his brows slightly, the corner of his mouth curling before quickly flattening again.
That day, all his attention had been focused on those Blood Saber Sect disciples. He had not noticed whether anyone from the Seven Star Gang was in the crowd.
As for Senior Brother Cao Yan, he would never be so loose-lipped.
He spread his hands, his tone tinged with helplessness. "What does Ling Feng and Tianxing fighting have to do with me?"
"Good heavens!" The short, fat youth's eyes widened. "You really managed to fight one against three and seriously injure three Blood Saber Sect disciples?!"
Seeing Chu Fan's displeasure, he hurriedly reined in his shock and said, "You and Zhao Tianxing earned Instructor Cao's favor and received special treatment. Who in this branch isn't green with envy?"
"That Ling Feng considers himself a genius, yet Instructor Cao never even gave him a proper glance. He's long harbored a grudge against the two of you."
"Later, his limelight was stolen by Zhao Tianxing, and he became terribly frustrated..."
"Then this news suddenly spread today. Everyone gathered around discussing it, comparing him with you over and over."
"It would have been fine if they hadn't compared you. But once they did, that 'genius' of his couldn't even hold his own