Most cultivators still don't want to lose their lives just for a meal. It's obviously not worth it. After all, that middle-aged man is at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, and he clearly has some background, as most of the cultivators saw that young woman earlier on. Many cultivators also know that young woman is not simple.

"That's the princess of the City Lord Mansion, we'd better leave quickly! We can't afford to provoke her..."

"Yeah, that princess is really beautiful, as gorgeous as a goddess!"

"Are you crazy? Don't speak recklessly, you should know the princess of the City Lord Mansion is not someone you can flirt with!"

"Heh heh! I'm just saying..."

...

For a moment, many cultivators outside the restaurant started discussing.

Ding Fan naturally heard the crowd's discussions, but he clearly didn't care. No matter if it's the princess of the City Lord Mansion or what, Ding Fan came to the restaurant just to gather information and didn't offend anyone, so obviously he saw no need to follow the so-called princess's arrangement.

At this moment, besides Ding Fan and his group, all other cultivators had already withdrawn from the restaurant. Seeing that Ding Fan still remained unmoved, the crowd outside couldn't help but be shocked.

"Is that boy looking for death? You should know that young woman is the princess of the City Lord Mansion, yet that boy remains unmoved, really looking for death!"

"Let me tell you, that boy won't last half a minute before being kicked out!"

"I'll bet it won't even take ten seconds!"

"Hahaha..."

"..."

At this moment, the crowd saw Ding Fan still sitting there. They started betting on how many seconds it would take for him to be thrown out by the middle-aged man. Clearly, the crowd didn't think highly of Ding Fan and saw his actions as foolish. Could he really disregard the people of the City Lord Mansion? That's courting death!

"Ding Fan, let's just go."

He Qianyao, seeing the middle-aged man looking their way, felt a bit nervous. After all, the other party is a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage and clearly has some background. Given that they had just arrived here and were unfamiliar with the place, they absolutely couldn't be a match for him. He Qianyao couldn't help but start persuading Ding Fan.

The two divine warrior little girls on the side saw this and couldn't help but feel upset. Clearly, they didn't understand He Qianyao's words. The two divine warrior little girls then said:

"Why should we leave? This place isn't their home!"

"Exactly, exactly. We can't leave!"

At this moment, Ye Ningbing heard He Qianyao and the two divine warrior little girls' words. She frowned, evidently worried about their group. After all, that middle-aged man's cultivation is not weak, and as others said, he's clearly someone with deep connections. It's indeed best not to make enemies when first arriving here. However, Ye Ningbing didn't say anything but looked towards Ding Fan, clearly respecting any decision he made.

At this moment, Ding Fan also heard the crowd's words, but he had his own ideas. First, he came to gather information and didn't offend anyone at all. Second, he had his principles — he couldn't just leave because someone told him to. Let alone a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, even if a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator stood before him, they wouldn't dare treat him with such an attitude. Who is really seeking death here?

"Didn't you hear what I said? Get lost!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man saw Ding Fan and the others still sitting there. After observing for a while, he discovered they were all cultivators below the Nascent Soul Middle Stage. For a moment, he became very angry and walked up to them, barking at Ding Fan.

"What does 'get lost' look like? Can you show me?"

At this moment, Ding Fan heard the other party's words and then looked at him with a teasing expression, speaking with eyes full of disdain.

The crowd outside the restaurant heard Ding Fan's words and couldn't help but be stunned. They couldn't believe that this early Nascent Soul Stage kid was asking that middle-aged man to show him how to 'get lost.' Isn't he courting death?

"Hehe, there's a good show to watch now!"

"That kid will be half dead if not wholly dead!"

"That's for sure. That middle-aged man is none other than Lin Hu, one of the top ten instructors of the City Lord Mansion. He's not someone with a mild temperament! He's already a powerful Nascent Soul Middle Stage, and it's said he has slain some Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivators. His strength shouldn't be underestimated..."

"Really? Then that kid is definitely doomed! Does he think he's the Ding Fan who destroyed many sects? What an ignorant fool!"

"Hehe, that Ding Fan isn't an ordinary cultivator. You should know he's taken down so many sects and is still doing just fine. How could this waste even compare to Ding Fan!"

...

For a moment, the people outside began to gossip, and Ding Fan and the others could occasionally hear the discussions from outside, their faces filled with black lines. Especially He Qianyao, who, after hearing the discussions among nearby cultivators, looked at Ding Fan with a rather comical expression, clearly wanting to see how Ding Fan would react to the surrounding gossip. At this moment, the two divine warrior girls also couldn't help but laugh after hearing the discussions.

Ding Fan heard the discussions around him and was momentarily speechless. He couldn't figure out where his reputation actually came from or who was using his name to wipe out so many sects. Or if none of this had happened, who was spreading these rumors? For a moment, Ding Fan's expression was quite colorful.

For a moment, everyone seemed to focus their attention entirely on the reactions of those around them, following along as if nothing had happened, obviously paying no attention to the middle-aged man, Lin Hu.

Lin Hu saw this scene among Ding Fan and the others, and his heart stirred with anger. He didn't expect that the group would dare to ignore, insult, and defy him despite being cultivators not even up to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage—this was simply courting death!

"I think you're tired of living!"

At this time, Lin Hu shouted loudly, then abruptly punched at Ding Fan, clearly intending to smash Ding Fan's head!

Ding Fan saw the middle-aged man make his move and immediately flipped his hand, directly releasing a Wind Blade!

Whoosh!

Though the middle-aged man Lin Hu was a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, when Ding Fan's Wind Blade blasted near him, he suddenly felt a threat of death. Clearly, the opponent's Wind Blade was not that simple. Lin Hu immediately mobilized the True Qi in his body to defend while quickly retracting his fist, then swiftly dodged the opponent's Wind Blade with a sidestep.

However, due to the powerful gust generated by the Wind Blade, the middle-aged man Lin Hu was directly flipped over, sent flying.

Bang!

Finally, the middle-aged man Lin Hu rolled directly into a corner of the wall, stopping with a loud thud.

Wow...

For a moment, the people outside witnessed this scene and were filled with astonishment. No one expected that with just a flick of the hand, that cultivator would send Lin Hu flying. This was pretty incredible!

Keep in mind, that cultivator was merely in the Early Nascent Soul Stage!

"No, no! That cultivator is definitely not in the Early Nascent Soul Stage. He must have hidden his cultivation; otherwise, Lin Hu wouldn't end up like this!"

"Oh, oh! So that's how it is!"

"Hidden so deeply! That's amazing! Just a flick of the hand, and Lin Hu was flipped over. How impressive!"

"..."

For a moment, everyone looked at Ding Fan's action with utterly astonished expressions. Clearly, nobody expected that the young man would be so powerful, even the Nascent Soul Stage Lin Hu was not his match!

At this moment, everyone was shocked. No one expected that this cultivator, with just a single move, would send Lin Hu flying—it was incredible! You must know that Lin Hu was a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator who had defeated many in the Late Nascent Soul Stage. But facing an Early Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, he was not a match for a mere Wind Blade.

At this moment, He Qianyao, seeing Ding Fan's actions, was a bit worried in her heart. However, she had long expected the situation of the Nascent Soul Middle Stage middle-aged man. After all, Ding Fan could even contend with Late Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, so dealing with Nascent Soul Middle Stage was obviously a small feat for him. But what worried He Qianyao was the force behind the middle-aged man.

He Qianyao considered, as it was their first time coming to Pine Stone City, and they had no support, not even a foothold, clearly offending a faction was not a wise move.

The two divine warrior girls beside them, seeing Ding Fan's actions, couldn't help but feel very excited. They didn't expect Brother Fan to flip the middle-aged man over with just a Wind Blade. They understood well enough, despite their young age, to know that the middle-aged man was at least in the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

They knew in their hearts that Brother Fan must have held back with that Wind Blade; otherwise, the middle-aged man wouldn't have just been flipped over.

Ye Ningbing, witnessing this, felt a bit worried for Ding Fan. After all, she had also seen how that girl had behaved earlier—it was evident that she wasn't an ordinary girl. A Nascent Soul Middle Stage middle-aged man would listen to her every word, indicating her identity was not simple and likely from a powerful family. In this regard, Ye Ningbing shared He Qianyao's concern; they had just arrived here, and offending a significant power so soon indeed made her a bit anxious.

Ding Fan definitely knew about everyone's concerns. But to him, those worries were inconsequential. In the Cultivation World, the one with the bigger fist spoke. Without taking action himself, today's incident might not have happened, and they wouldn't have offended a faction. But such incidents were too common in the Cultivation World, weren't they?

Even if Ding Fan were to make concessions today, another faction might come challenging him next. Such matters couldn't be avoided, so Ding Fan might as well be firm. Although they had just arrived, with today's incident, Ding Fan believed many cultivators would no longer seek trouble with him easily. It seemed to be a one-time solution.

"You..."

At this point, the middle-aged man looked at Ding Fan with fear in his eyes. He knew clearly this opponent was not ordinary; he distinctly felt the Wind Blade had been restrained, or else he wouldn't be standing here still.

However, for Lin Hu, even if the cultivator was unfathomable, he was under his miss's orders; even if it meant getting killed, he had to harshly teach them a lesson. He wasn't just representing himself, Lin Hu, but also the City Lord Mansion—a presence that couldn't bow down. Moreover, he still had an ultimate move that had not been used.

Lin Hu looked at Ding Fan with resentment, contemplating whether to use his trump card!