Flood Apocalypse: Starting with a God-Tier Fishing Rod

"May I ask what brings you, esteemed guests, to this cold land?"

Lu Fan stood in the mud, a standard fake smile on his face.

The five men in black did not move.

Only the leader spoke, his Adam's apple bobbing laboriously up and down.

"Come here! Hurry up... come with us! Steward Wang wants to see him!"

Lu Fan raised an eyebrow.

What kind of new mutation is this? Is the language center damaged?

He talks like an idiot.

But he didn't ask any further questions, turning to Du Wei and Zhang Weiguo: "I'll leave this to you for now, I'll be right back!"

"Mr. Lu, be careful!" Zhang Weiguo said with a worried expression.

Lu Fan nodded and followed the five strange men toward the inner island.

……

soon.

The group entered the interior of Dongdao Island and arrived at the Wang family's large, single-level mansion.

Before I even entered, the sounds of conversation drifted out from inside.

"Have you heard? That troublemaking vagrant outside is coming."

"Tch, a few scavengers and junk collectors dare to enter the Hall of Heroes? If it weren't for that tiger from the Lei family backing him up, he would have been dead eight hundred times over!"

"Exactly! Steward Wang summoned him here this time to teach him a lesson! To let him know that East Island belongs to the Wang family, not some refugee or the Lei family's territory!"

Lu Fan listened to these idle gossips without changing his expression, focusing solely on observing the surrounding escape routes.

If these people dare to lay a hand on him, he'll cut down all the load-bearing pillars here and run away.

Crossing the high threshold.

The hall was brightly lit, and seven or eight men and women stood on both sides, pointing and gesturing towards the entrance.

His eyes were full of the kind of superiority that city people have when they look at country dogs.

A man stood beside the grand master's chair in the very center.

He was a fat man who was less than 1.6 meters tall but had a waist circumference of 1.6 meters.

He was dressed in a purplish-red Tang suit, his face was covered in powder, and his lips were painted with lipstick.

It looks like they wandered onto the wrong set.

"Steward Wang! Bring...the person!"

The strange man who was leading the group bowed respectfully and immediately retreated into the shadows.

Manager Wang squinted his small eyes, held a fragrant handkerchief in his hand, covered his nose, and said in a high-pitched voice.

"You're Lu Fan?"

"His appearance is just as his name suggests—plain and unremarkable, quite...ordinary!"

The sarcasm in those words was obvious.

The group of men and women around them let out a low chuckle.

Lu Fan wasn't annoyed.

He stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and spoke in a loud voice.

"What are you saying, Eunuch Wang! Although my name may not be of great importance, it's quite popular in the slums!"

Dead silence.

The hall, which had been filled with whispers, fell completely silent in an instant.

Everyone's expressions froze, seemingly not expecting Lu Fan to be so assertive.

Grandpa Wang?!

This kid actually called him "father-in-law"?!

Manager Wang's face, covered in makeup, visibly changed from white to red, and then from red to purple.

He trembled as he extended a radish-like finger, pointing at Lu Fan, his voice rising several octaves.

"How dare you!! You call me... no, what did you call me?!"

Those around gasped in shock, and murmurs rose and fell.

"He's insane! This kid is absolutely insane!"

"To dare call someone 'Manager Wang'... they're asking for trouble!"

"The one we called the wrong name last time, his grave is now overgrown with weeds!"

Manager Wang was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and he felt like he was chewing his lips to pieces.

He was waving his pinky finger, making it tremble.

"What a reckless vagrant! I think you've come here specifically to cause trouble, haven't you?!"

Lu Fan looked completely innocent.

He scratched his head, maintaining his sincere tone, and cupped his hands in greeting again.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry! Manager Wang!"

"I was diagnosed with a rare disease when I was young, called visual-intuitive language disorder!"

Manager Wang was stunned: "What...what illness?"

"Simply put, when I want to talk, my brain can't control my mouth; whatever I see comes to mind, and those words just pop out!"

Lu Fan spoke nonsense with a straight face, "Your aura is so unique and noble that I got nervous and immediately thought of the former Grand Eunuch of the Forbidden City... This is entirely out of respect for you!"

Manager Wang's lips twitched.

God the hell respect!

Who respects calling someone a eunuch?!

You're clearly insulting someone to their face and then trying to make yourself look good!

But after this test, Lu Fan already had a better understanding of the situation.

Although the old woman was furious, she didn't seem to be murderous.

If they really wanted to make a move, the five people hiding in the shadows should have attacked when they said the wrong thing earlier.

Since they're not taking action, it means they need something from him!

Lu Fan straightened his back, waved his hand, and coughed lightly.

"Manager Wang! You didn't call me here just to hear me praise your refined manners! Get to the point; I have a huge mess to clean up back in the slums waiting for me to get back and take charge!"

"presumptuous!"

Before Steward Wang could speak, a young member of the Wang family couldn't hold back any longer.

He strode out, pointed at Lu Fan's nose, and cursed, "You shameless bastard! Letting you in this door is an honor! You have no manners at all. Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of Manager Wang!"

As he spoke, the man raised his hand and struck Lu Fan's chest with a powerful gust of wind.

Lu Fan glanced at them coldly, his right eye flashing with blue light.

[Human | Hazard Level 2 | Weaknesses Marked]

That's it?

A piece of trash with a danger level of less than 4 dares to make a fuss!?

Just as the hand was about to touch the hem of Lu Fan's clothes, Lu Fan moved.

No one saw how he made his move.

There was a muffled "thump".

The Wang family disciple flew sideways and crashed to the ground face-first, with half of his buttocks exposed.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

"How is that possible? He's a newly promoted B-level mutant!"

"That refugee's move? No... he didn't even seem to raise his hand!"

The remaining Wang family disciples instantly turned red-eyed, rubbing their hands together and roaring as they surrounded them.

"How dare you hit someone in the Wang family's home?! This is outrageous!"

"Kill him! Let him know how powerful the Wang family is!"

Lu Fan stood still, coldly surveying the rabble.

All of them are at risk level 3 or below.

A bunch of weaklings.

They're not even qualified to shine my shoes!

"That's enough!"

Just as the group was about to rush forward, an old but powerful voice came from the back hall.

The disciples who had been shouting just moments before instantly turned grim, knelt down with a thud, and didn't dare to breathe.

"Master!"

Even Steward Wang immediately changed to a servile demeanor, bowing respectfully.

The curtain in the back room was lifted.

An elderly man dressed in a Zhongshan suit, holding two walnuts in his hands, slowly walked out.

Lu Fan took a closer look and blurted it out.

"Hey, aren't you the old man fishing by the sea before?!"

Upon hearing this, the Wang family disciples on the ground trembled with fear.

This kid's got guts!

He calls the head steward "Grandpa" one minute and the head of the household "Old Man" the next?!

This is just too much to ask for death!

Just as everyone was speculating that Lu Fan would be seriously injured by the family head.

To everyone's surprise, the head of the family was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled faintly and raised his hand.

"It's alright, get up, everyone!"

He walked to the head seat and sat down, looking at Lu Fan with gentle eyes.

"Young man, we met in a rush last time, and I didn't have time to introduce myself..."

"My surname is Wang, and my given name is Mingyuan!!"

Lu Fan frowned.

He is Wang Mingyuan!?

But the old man looked ordinary, no different from the bachelor who used to live downstairs from me.

He subconsciously activated his True Sight Eyes to scan the area.

The data results shocked Lu Fan.

[Human | Hazard Level: ? | Weakness: Cannot be marked]