The sound of firecrackers sounded in the yard, which was very festive.
Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of footsteps.
Along with the sound of voices, people could be seen outside the window. Guests resting in various boxes and gardens all walked towards the courtyard.
After a moment, a high-pitched voice sounded in the courtyard:
"Tonight's birthday boy, Ma Tianhong, the second head of the Ma family, is invited to appear!"
The sound of firecrackers and fireworks instantly covered the world outside the window.
"Has it started?" Lu Fan walked to the door and looked out curiously.
"So, we have to leave now, otherwise it will be too late!" Ma Zicong said anxiously.
Lu Fan turned back and looked at him curiously: "How did you know that I am your cousin? Who told you?"
Last night, Ma Zicong called himself a loser. Why did the title suddenly change after one night?
But Ma Zicong said with a speechless expression: "How long has it been since then, and you still have the time to care about this? You don't care. If you don't leave, I will wait for the Ma family to be free later and leave you here until Meng Tianzun arrives in Jinling.
If I hold you accountable again with my own hands, you won't be able to run away even if you want."
When he came back from the Heat Bar last night, he always felt that the name Lu Fan seemed familiar. It wasn't until more than an hour ago, when he was outside Ma Tianhong's residence and heard them plotting to kill Lu Fan with a borrowed knife, that he realized that,
The guy he treated as a loser last night and targeted everywhere turned out to be Ma Yingfeng's own son and a cousin he had never met!
In fact, in a big family, things like blood relations are inherently unreliable. A big family is spread out, and a family has countless clan members and disciples. No one can control anyone. They are all self-interested, and usually no one pays attention to anyone.
They look polite on the surface, but behind the scenes they fight even more fiercely than their enemies. There is no such thing as family affection at all.
But for some reason, Ma Zicong has been thinking about it since last night, when Lu Fan was fighting for drinks, playing dice, arm-wrestling, and finally fighting those gringos alone without changing his expression.
After learning that such a person turned out to be his cousin, and that he had interrupted Ouyang Ming, the chief disciple of the ghost doctor sect who had always been against the Ma family, he was even more impressed!
This is what a man should do, drive out foreigners and kill enemies at home. There is also a background of blood feud. A man is nothing more than this. Lu Fan simply lived the way he wanted to live.
So when he learned that the Ma family was planning to frame Lu Fan, he immediately ran over to inform him and wanted to take Lu Fan away.
"I do not go."
Lu Fan shook his head, his eyes suddenly looking deep.
"Why?" Ma Zicong asked puzzled.
"Do you know why I came to Jinling?" Lu Fan asked.