"I wonder if the Crown Prince is willing?" Watching this report on the evening news, Zhao Qingqing chuckled softly, "Sis, I never thought you'd have fans too. This could be an opportunity to improve your image."
Zhao Bingbing smiled faintly, "Indeed, it's an opportunity. And now that the news has been broadcast, if we don't respond, it might have a negative impact."
Zhao Qingqing looked at the somewhat simple-looking Zhang Xiaofan on TV and smiled faintly, "This Zhang Xiaofan is not bad. He has a bit of a manly charm, just a bit green."
"What? Are you interested in him?" Zhao Bingbing teased.
"What can I do if I'm interested?" Zhao Qingqing stood up and took off her clothes, "I'm going to take a shower."
"You still have a cold, it's better to soak a little longer."
"I know."
Zhao Bingbing smiled slightly and picked up the phone to call Long Zongheng.
Long Zongheng was currently hosting a banquet for Nalan Rugang at the magnificent Jinbi Huiguo Nightclub. Jinbi Huiguo was a Dragon Family property and had always been a place for the Dragon Family heir to socialize. Since Long Qingyun ascended to the throne, it had become Long Zongheng's territory.
In the past two months, every next generation member of the Long City elite had been invited by Long Zongheng. Those who came gave face, and those who didn't... well.
Today, it was only to entertain Nalan Rugang, and the spacious private room only had the two men, Long Zongheng and Nalan Rugang, but there were many women, at least a dozen.
Nalan Rugang proposed a "one against ten," and how could Long Zongheng not satisfy him? Watching Nalan Rugang being flanked on both sides, with others massaging his shoulders, legs, and feeding him, Long Zongheng smiled slightly, "Just a moment, do you really want to exhaust yourself tonight?"
"Hahaha, just ten, how could I exhaust myself? Another ten would be about right." Nalan Rugang was very confident in himself. It was no wonder, with Nalan Rugang's height of nearly two meters and a strong physique, he was also the super king of the Manchurian Military Region. He could take on twenty or so strong men head-on, and if he used guerrilla tactics, any number would be easy.
With such a strong man, it was natural that he was very strong in that area as well. He even had a glorious record of one against seven. Today, one against ten, Nalan Rugang clearly wanted to challenge his own record from years ago.
At this moment, Long Zongheng's phone rang, and seeing the caller ID, Long Zongheng's expression changed. He shouted, "Everyone, quiet!"
The boisterous crowd immediately quieted down, and even Nalan Rugang looked at him in surprise. Long Zongheng answered the phone, "Mother."
"Zongheng, what are you doing?" Zhao Bingbing's voice came through.
"I'm just accompanying Rugang to play at Jinbi Huiguo." Long Zongheng didn't make excuses and spoke the truth.
Zhao Bingbing sighed lightly, "Why did you go to a place like that again? Forget it, take a look at the news on Huaxia TV News Channel that just aired! There's a news item related to you."
"Hu... Huaxia TV?" Long Zongheng's brows furrowed slightly. "I understand, I'll take a look now."
"Mm."
After hanging up the phone, Nalan Rugang immediately asked, "Long Young Master, what's going on?"
"Huaxia TV just aired a news item related to me. You enjoy yourself first! I'll check next door."
"What are you playing at this time? Let's see what the news is about!" Nalan Rugang also understood the importance and dismissed all the dozen or so women present, picking up his phone to search for the saved video of the Huaxia News Channel.
"Well, not long ago, I saw the Crown Prince on TV and felt that his image perfectly matched the image of a Saint Warrior in my mind. So I hope to meet the Crown Prince and have him wear my armor for a photo with me... I just don't know if the Crown Prince is willing?"
After watching this video, Nalan Rugang burst into laughter, "Young Master Long, not bad! You have your own fans now, and they're even men, hahaha..."
Long Zongheng showed a smile, "Whether it's a man or a woman, it's still a good publicity opportunity for me. It just happens to show my approachable side."
"Don't be too reckless." At a critical moment, Nalan Rugang showed his cautious side, "First check if this person's identity is authentic. Don't capsize in the gutter."
Thinking of Long Zongheng's skills, Nanlan Rugang showed a hint of eager anticipation: "Let's spar! Ever since you toyed with me like a vegetable two years ago, I've been itching for revenge every single moment. I want to see how much of a gap there is between you and me."
Looking at his fervent eyes, Long Zongheng chuckled lightly, "Actually, you and I are quite similar. While you've been vigorously honing yourself for the past two years, I've been sticking to my routine practice. In terms of progress, you're much ahead of me. Perhaps in terms of absolute strength, you're still slightly inferior, but in a real life-and-death battle, it would definitely be me who perishes."
Hearing this, Nanlan Rugang grinned and thumped his chest, "How could I possibly engage in a life-and-death battle with you? But your strength still surpasses mine, and that irks me. I'll continue to train myself over the next few years, hoping to defeat you in two years."
"If you continue to waste your energy on women's affections, you'll never be able to defeat me," Long Zongheng said with emphasis.
"What kind of man doesn't indulge in women? Can he still be called a man?" Nanlan Rugang retorted.
Shaking his head, Long Zongheng stood up, "I'll be heading back now, don't push yourself too hard."
"Don't worry! Just ten women, not even enough for me to whip," Nanlan Rugang said confidently.
With a faint smile, Long Zongheng left the magnificent Golden Brilliance Nightclub.
When the prince wanted to meet an ordinary person, it naturally required cautious handling. So, that evening, several elite members of the National Security Bureau arrived at the hotel where the Saint Fighter Zhang Xiaofan was staying. As soon as the door opened, Zhang Xiaofan was subdued by two burly men.
"Hey! Who are you? What do you want?" Having just finished his shower, Zhang Xiaofan was wearing only a bathrobe and, unfortunately, no underwear. He was suddenly grabbed by two people, his arms twisted and pressed onto the bed. Feeling a chill in a rather sensitive area, he exclaimed in panic, "You... you guys, let me go, you bunch of perverts! Let go of me!"
"Stay still!" Despite Zhang Xiaofan's frantic struggles, the two burly men effortlessly restrained him. A surge of internal force probed into Zhang Xiaofan's body, only to find it empty, devoid of any internal force response. Combined with his struggling strength, the two National Security agents exchanged glances and nodded simultaneously, then released their grip.
"Hehe, Mr. Zhang, don't be nervous," followed by an elderly man in his fifties. He was of average height, wearing a pair of glasses perched on his nose, dressed casually with a gentle smile on his face. "We mean no harm."
Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly covered his posterior and turned to face them, with a hint of fear in his eyes. "Who are you?"
"Hello, let me introduce myself..." The old man took out his credentials. "I am Zhang Tianyuan, Director of the Special Operations Department of the National Security Bureau. We're here to investigate Mr. Zhang's background."
"The... the National Security Bureau?" Zhang Xiaofan seemed even more nervous. "I... I haven't committed any crimes. I just arrived in Longcheng last night. Even if I wanted to commit a crime, I wouldn't have had time. Did you arrest the wrong person?"
Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's incoherent speech, Zhang Tianyuan relaxed a bit. He chuckled and said, "Mr. Zhang misunderstood. You were at the Anguo Gate Plaza today, right?" Glancing over, he saw a golden suit of armor and an unopened golden sword standing beside the bed. Even Zhang Tianyuan, an old hand, couldn't help but feel the majesty of the armor.
"Oh? Y... yes, I was there, but I didn't do anything. I just took some photos there. I really didn't do anything." Zhang Xiaofan nervously defended himself.
"Hehe, Mr. Zhang, you're too nervous. We know you didn't do anything. But during the interview with the reporters, you mentioned wanting to meet the prince, didn't you?" Zhang Tianyuan chuckled.
Zhang Xiaofan almost cried, "I... I didn't mean it. I just said it casually. I really didn't want to meet the prince. I don't have any malicious intent towards the prince. Please don't arrest me!"
Even the two burly men couldn't help but laugh at this. Zhang Tianyuan wiped away the tears of laughter and said, "Mr. Zhang, rest assured, we have no intention of arresting you. On the contrary, we want to investigate your background. If everything checks out, you'll get your wish and meet the prince."
"Really!?" Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, then excitedly jumped up. "Really!? Can I really meet the prince?"
"Of course." Zhang Tianyuan smiled faintly and then coughed. "Mr. Zhang, put on some clothes first. You're showing too much."
Zhang Xiaofan looked down, and the robe's belt had come loose, revealing a bit too much...
His face flushed, he hurriedly took out a pair of underwear from his suitcase. Feeling it wasn't secure enough, he simply put on his clothes and pants. Seeing the three gentlemen watching him dress, Zhang Xiaofan coughed and said, "Um, when can I meet the prince?"
"Hehe, no rush," Zhang Tianyuan pointed to the bed. "Mr. Zhang, have a seat."
"Oh? Oh, okay." Zhang Xiaofan sat down respectfully opposite Zhang Tianyuan, not knowing where to put his hands, feeling awkward all over.
Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's reaction, Zhang Tianyuan's smile deepened. "Mr. Zhang is from Guanzhong?"
"Yes." Zhang Xiaofan nodded repeatedly. "From Lianhua Town, Erlonggang, Guanzhong."
"Nice place." Zhang Tianyuan smiled faintly, then asked, "Who else is in your family?"
"No one else." Zhang Xiaofan's eyes dimmed. "I grew up in an orphanage since I was young. I was adopted by my grandfather at the age of six. My grandfather passed away a few years ago. Now it's just me at home."
An orphan?
A glint of shrewdness flashed in Zhang Tianyuan's eyes as he asked, "Why did you come to Longcheng this time?"
"To promote my products." A hint of excitement flashed in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes. "I spent three years creating this golden Saint Cloth. I hope collectors can buy it. If the prince can wear it... ah!?" Zhang Xiaofan suddenly snapped back to reality, seeing the strange glances from Zhang Tianyuan and the two burly men. He coughed and said, "I... well, I really admire His Highness the Prince."