"My business?" Chu Fan's brow furrowed slightly. He tapped the booklet twice with his fingertips, his eyes filled with a hint of confusion.
The short, stout boy leaned closer, his voice low but brimming with excitement. "This afternoon, a rumor started spreading in the dining hall—that a few days ago on Xingning Street, you fought one against three and severely injured three Blood Saber Sect disciples!"
As he spoke, he slapped his thigh, his eyes shining. "The entire Seven Stars Gang Sub-Branch is in an uproar!"
Chu Fan raised an eyebrow slightly. The corner of his mouth twitched into a small smile before he quickly suppressed it.
That day, all his attention had been on those few Blood Saber Sect disciples. He hadn't noticed if there were any people from the Seven Stars Gang in the crowd.
As for Cao Yan, he certainly wasn't the type to gossip.
He spread his hands, his tone tinged with helplessness. "Ling Feng is fighting Tianxing. What does that have to do with me?"
