I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 2212: You Want to Become My Boss?

An Lin was slightly dumbfounded. Only he had ever taken others in as his underling before.

However, someone actually wanted to take him in as an underling now?

Moreover, it was this sorrowful man before him?

“Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and come over here to pay your respects! It’s your great fortune to become an underling of our boss!” a drawcard beside Big Brother Jin urged.

Meanwhile, Big Brother Jin simply stood there with a faint smile.

An Lin hadn’t imagined that he would be swept up in such strange matters so soon. At this moment, several trainees beside him also started to urge him to go over and become Big Brother Jin’s underling.

“Dabao, hurry up and go over to pay your respects.”

“It’s just becoming an underling. Can’t you see that several drawcards are also Big Brother Jin’s underlings? Becoming Big Brother Jin’s underling also means gaining a powerful supporter.”

“That’s right. This is something that we yearn for yet can’t get. I urge you to not make an irrational decision…” Some of the trainees were afraid that An Lin might do something reckless because of his youth and ego.

However, An Lin naturally wouldn’t do anything reckless.

He turned to a mermaid trainee beside him and said, “Big Brother Jin doesn’t have the authority to cancel my individual performance tonight, right?”

“Huh?” The mermaid was slightly taken aback. However, she instinctively shook her head and replied, “Although Big Brother Jin is very powerful, he still doesn’t have the authority to change the decisions of the gold medal tutors…”

The pretty woman beside Big Brother Jin became extremely impatient, and she said, “Oi, what are you standing there for? Don’t be so impudent. An underling has to behave like an underling. Perhaps you still don’t understand what it means to be taken in by Big Brother Jin, right?”

Meanwhile, Jin Feihong was also wearing an expression of impatience. With his status, personally coming over to take Liu Dabao as his underling was already giving Liu Dabao face. However, why was Liu Dabao being so difficult?

“Are you finished?” An Lin asked.

“What?” Jin Feihong asked. This was the first time that he had spoken.

An Lin waved his hands and said, “If you’ve finished speaking, then hurry up and p*ss off. I don’t have time to speak nonsense with you people.”

The surroundings suddenly fell deathly silent.

Everyone was stunned, and Jin Feihong more so grimaced imperceptibly.

“Heavens! He actually told Big Brother Jin to p*ss off?”

“Has… has he gone mad?”

The trainees and drawcards could never have imagined that An Lin would actually dare to talk back to Big Brother Jin. Moreover, he had directly told Big Brother Jin to p*ss off. One had to realize that Big Brother Jin possessed the highest standing among all of the drawcards!

“Liu Dabao! Are you seeking death?” Jin Feihong’s expression instantly darkened, and he continued, “You’re telling me to p*ss off? Have you considered the consequences of your words?”

An Lin shot an impatient glance at him and said, “You want to become my big boss? Stop trying to punch above your f*cking weight! I might not accept you even if you want to become my grandson! To be honest with you, you’re nothing but trash in my eyes!

“If you want to fight, then I’ll accept your challenge. However, if there’s nothing else you want to say, then hurry up and p*ss off! Don’t waste my time!”

An Lin’s words were like bolts of divine lightning as they boomed throughout the training room.

The trainees and drawcards were all stupefied.

An Lin… was truly a madman.

They had initially thought that he looked like a handsome and graceful gentleman. Now, however, he had become a madman who even dared to abuse Jin Feihong. He was seeking death!

Jin Feihong was stunned by the abuse.

Meanwhile, his underlings had already started to hurl abuse back at An Lin.

“Liu Dabao! Are you f*cking seeking death? You actually dare to provoke Big Brother Jin?”

“Do you not understand your current situation?”

“I’m telling you, you’re finished. Your entire career as a performer is finished!”

At this moment, several hot-tempered underlings had already stepped forward, raising their fists to beat An Lin.

However, they were suddenly stopped by Jin Feihong.

“Big Brother Jin, don’t stop me. Let me beat him up!”

“This impudent and arrogant brat deserves a beating!”

Several hot-tempered trainees couldn’t help but roar in anger.

“Calm down. He’s nothing more than a wild dog. There’s no need for us to deal with him here.”

Jin Feihong’s dark expression vanished and was instantly replaced by a faint smile. He turned around and said, “Let’s go. Tonight is the Night of Red Ink, so there’ll be several main drawcards performing. We can deal with these matters after tonight.”

As he said this, he suddenly shot a meaningful smile at An Lin and said, “Hopefully someone won’t be so astounded by the main drawcard’s outstanding talents that they don’t even dare to perform.”

Big Brother Jin left under everyone’s watchful gaze.

The trainees and drawcards in the training room had yet to recover from their shock.

“Big Brother Jin… left just like that?”

“Are you stupid? With Big Brother Jin’s temper, how can he let Liu Dabao off so easily? He’s only letting things slide for today because he respects the face of the gold medal tutors.”

“He’s waiting for an opportunity. If Liu Dabao’s performance is a flop tonight, and if the tutors are disappointed, then Big Brother Jin will have one hundred methods to force Liu Dabao into leaving the Red Ink Tavern. In fact, he can make life a living hell for Liu Dabao.”

“Have you forgotten about the miserable fates of those performers who dared to challenge Big Brother Jin?”

A cold chill shot down their spines when they recalled the miserable fates of those performers.

Some of the trainees who had initially planned on getting closer with An Lin hurriedly scuttled away, afraid that they would be caught up in Big Brother Jin’s retribution.

Just like that, An Lin no longer needed to waste his time and effort dealing with these trainees. He regained some peace and quiet.

An Lin was quite happy about this.

After all, he had never wanted to engage in such useless social interactions anyway. In any case, he would become the most popular performer of the Red Ink Tavern after tonight. Thus, he couldn’t care less about these trivial matters.

As for Jin Feihong’s animosity, which so many people feared, this was nothing but a measly joke in his eyes. Jin Feihong was thinking too highly of himself by treating him as an enemy.

“But… what’s the Night of Red Ink that Jin Feihong mentioned?” An Lin stroked his chin and muttered.

“The Night of Red Ink refers to a night where the Red Ink Tavern hosts large-scale events. During this night, numerous famous and high-ranking people from the eighth region and even surrounding regions will come to spectate the performances.

“Moreover, at least three of the main drawcards of the Red Ink Tavern will perform during this night. It can be said that this is a gathering of stars. In fact, it’s not an exaggeration to call it a Night of Stars.”

An ice-cold voice suddenly traveled over from beside An Lin.

An Lin turned around to discover an aloof dragon woman in white.

He was slightly surprised. Someone still dared to approach him at this moment?

The dragon woman wore a calm expression as she glanced at An Lin and said, “You’ve offended Jin Feihong, but things might still be fine if your performance tonight is outstanding. However, if your performance is a flop, then I suggest that you immediately leave this place. The further you flee, the better.”

This was a piece of sound advice.

Although An Lin was haughty, he understood that the intentions of the dragon woman were well-meaning. Thus, he naturally replied with a respectful nod, saying, “Thank you.”

The dragon woman in white humphed softly upon seeing that An Lin wasn’t anxious in the least. She then wore a proud expression as she left, not bothering to speak to An Lin anymore.

An Lin chuckled upon seeing this. However, he didn’t mind it at all. Instead, he continued to fiddle with all kinds of materials in the corner of the training room.

It wasn’t long before night set in.

The grand performance in the eighth region of the Tai Chu Holy Land was about to begin!