Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Cultivator

CHAPTER 14

Meanwhile, Chen Fan was already on his way to the Wei residence.

Xiao Qi did not drive the Range Rover this time, but an old Audi A6 which was much cheaper than the Rover.

However, from the old but carefully dusted license plate to the original interior decorations that were still in pristine condition, Chen Fan could tell that this car was much closer to Mr. Wei's heart than the Range Rover.

Xiao Qi pulled down the rearview mirror to look at Chen Fan and then said:

"I assume you have already guessed who my boss is?"

Chen Fan nodded.

He had finally remembered who the elderly man was.

"Wei Fu!"

He was one of the most famous people in the Chu Zhou City who had later become a household name across China. No wonder that Chen Fan felt the name sounded so familiar when he first heard it.

Chu Zhou City was located in the northern part of Hudong Province. The economy was mediocre at best. Wei Fu was the only famous person that came from this city in the recent century.

Rumor had it that he was from a mysterious family that no one knew a lot about. When he was young, he started a business from scratch and had become the richest man in the city in the late seventies.

In the 1980s, his business really started to take off, and before long, he had accumulated so much wealth that no one knew how rich he was.

No wonder Zhou Tianhao was scared shitless when he saw Brother Qiao. On the other hand, the incident also seemed to suggest that Zhou Tianhao had a very special connection with House Wei as well.

Mr. Wei was a household name, if not a local hero. How come he would meddle with thugs such as Zhou Tianhao? Chen Fan furrowed his brows. Xiao Qi noticed Chen Fan's concern, so he explained:

"Old man has three sons and two daughters. The eldest son turned out to be successful, and the second son is not so bad either.

"But the third son is a tool, lazy and spoiled. He had opened his own company that deals with the most unsavory characters in the city. So far, he had been doing well thanks to his familial connections. Zhou Tianhao works for that prick."

Even an outsider such as Xiao Qi could not stand Wei Lao's third son. It was evident that the youngest son was not at all like by his father.

Chen Fan nodded to acknowledge that he had caught Xiao Qi's drift.

Once the car hit the highway that surrounded the lake, it headed deep into the misty mountain. After a while, Xiao Qi pulled the car over in front of a large brick building with green metal roof tiles.

"Mr. Wei has many health complications. Therefore he mostly stayed inside of this wellness treatment center." Xiao Qi parked the car and led Chen Fan into the building.

The path that led to the entrance of the main hall was quiet, and Chen Fan saw many old men and women accompanied by nurses in white scrubs. Most of the seniors he saw were well into their seventies or eighties and had chosen this peaceful place to spend the rest of their lives.

"The environment here is superb! Perfect for recovery." Chen Fan exclaimed as he marveled at the grand vision and artistic style of the designer of this facility.

When he finally saw Mr. Wei, he found out that the elderly man was practicing calligraphy. Zi Qing stood beside her grandpa and was producing ink by gently grinding the ink stick on the ink box

Chen Fan studied Mr. Wei's calligraphy work and was amazed by its fine quality. It was evident that Mr. Wei had been practicing the art for at least a few decades.