Ouyang Feifei had finished speaking. Her bright, charming eyes twinkled as she walked over gracefully.
"Has anyone ever told you that a woman knowing too much is not a good thing?" Ning Fan frowned.
Facing Ning Fan's indifferent gaze, Ouyang Feifei showed no sign of fear, giggling as she said:
"Asura, perhaps I can be of help to you. With just a word, I am ready to devote myself to you at any time, providing all of Yun Ci Guild's intelligence, I can even tell you the exact location of the Rain Emperor."
Ning Fan shook his head indifferently.
But Ouyang Feifei had already pressed herself against Ning Fan, reaching out her slender hand to rest on his shoulder.
Stooping slightly and leaning toward Ning Fan, full of allure, she teased, "Asura, do you not fancy me?"
Suddenly, Ning Fan burst into hearty laughter, his piercing gaze meeting Ouyang Feifei's squarely.
"If the Yun Ci Guild knew I had stolen their guild's only beautiful woman, they would go mad, and they'd be out for my blood," he said, still laughing.
After he finished speaking, he squeezed Ouyang Feifei's cheek with one hand.
Ouyang Feifei didn't mind at all and chuckled merrily, her laughter unrestrained.
"Compared to the Phantom Guild, what is Yun Ci anyway? I want to partner with you."
While saying this, Ouyang Feifei flirtatiously twirled her stunning figure back and forth, tapping Ning Fan's chest.
Ning Fan smirked at Ouyang Feifei, and with a mischievous smile, said, "Sorry, I'm not fond of collaborating with 'monsters'."
"What are you talking about?"
Suddenly, Ouyang Feifei turned pale, her actions halting as she stared blankly at Ning Fan.
"You should understand what I mean."
"Asura, I truly don't get it."
"Then let me make it clear for you."
Before Ouyang Feifei could react, Ning Fan suddenly threw a punch, hitting her directly.
Ning Fan moved incredibly fast, and Ouyang Feifei had no chance to fight back, her figure brutally blasted backward.
She stabilized herself directly opposite Ning Fan.
Ning Fan looked at Ouyang Feifei coldly, his expression as if he was looking at a dead person.
Ouyang Feifei's expression was ice cold.
The earlier soft and enchanting demeanor had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a chilly and venomous gaze.
She rebuked Ning Fan coldly, "Asura, if you do not wish to cooperate, that's one thing, but why resort to hurting others?"
Ning Fan looked at Ouyang Feifei with interest, thoroughly sizing her up. His look was enigmatic before he chuckled and said, "The monster sure put on quite the show."
"What do you mean by that, Asura?"
"Who would have thought the renowned Rain Emperor knew the Face-changing Technique? Seems I still have much to learn."
Ouyang Feifei suddenly showed a stunned expression, as if exposed, her face turning sour.
However, Ouyang Feifei suddenly burst into laughter.
"To think that my Face-changing Technique would be so easily broken in front of Asura, really, it's laughable."
"Face-changing can change only your appearance, not your heart, you disguised as Ouyang Feifei too unrestrainedly. Can you think of any other method that could explain such a drastic change in a normally aloof person? Only the Face-changing Technique could achieve that, to be honest... it nearly got the best of me."
Are you mocking me?" the Rain Emperor scoffed.
"Hmph, since my identity has been exposed by Asura, there's nothing more to say."
The Rain Emperor roared angrily, "Asura, your life is mine!"
Instantly, the Rain Emperor's body flashed like a swift wind, rushing directly at Ning Fan.
Ning Fan didn't hold back, and upon seeing the Rain Emperor charging at him, he smirked and shot out a Silver Needle.
The Silver Needle moved so fast it was nearly invisible, leaving only the sound of wind.
But the Rain Emperor managed to dodge it in the momentum of his rush.
"Not bad in terms of skills."
As Ning Fan spoke, the Rain Emperor had already approached less than a foot away, his palm shooting straight towards him.
Ning Fan smiled, sidestepped to avoid directly, and then swung a kick towards the Rain Emperor.
The Rain Emperor's palm missed, and feeling the breeze below, he lifted his arms to block.
Looking calmly, Ning Fan's kick swept away the Rain Emperor's arms and lower body together, sending the Rain Emperor flying.
The Rain Emperor roared angrily, already injured at his waist, his clothes torn, with blood flowing freely.
He stood up, looking coldly at Ning Fan, realizing this man's speed was too fast and his explosive power too strong—this was indeed a tough opponent.
"Asura, don't think you can subdue me just like that."
"Then come and try," Ning Fan said coldly, gazing at the Rain Emperor.
The Rain Emperor pulled out two short knives from his boots, handling them adeptly as they danced in his hands, and he attacked again.
The knives swept and chopped as if to cut Ning Fan in two.
Ning Fan, seemingly oblivious, deftly dodged and occasionally tapped on the blades of the knives.
He precisely deflected the deadly strikes, and the short knives rebounded back to the Rain Emperor's hands.
After a few exchanges, Ning Fan bore no injuries, whereas the Rain Emperor, holding the knives, felt numbness in his tiger mouths, which cracked and bled red.
The more the Rain Emperor couldn't hit Ning Fan, the more furious he became, his knife technique becoming sloppy, supported only by brute force.
Seeing this, Ning Fan was certain of their victory and defeat, knowing that no matter how much the Rain Emperor continued, he would still lose.
"I would lose? I'm ranked among the top twenty assassins in the world. How could I lose to you? Are you joking?"
The Rain Emperor grimaced and chopped fiercely at Ning Fan.
Ning Fan also became angry.
Seeing the approaching double knives, he lifted a foot, higher than both their waists, and directly swept it across the knives.
The knives broke as easily as tofu under Ning Fan's kick, leaving only the handles.
The Rain Emperor was stunned, looking shockingly at Ning Fan as he mindlessly threw the knife handles at Ning Fan.
Before the knife blades could touch the ground, Ning Fan caught them with one hand, pinching the blades between three fingers.
In the blink of an eye, he flung them at the approaching knife handles.
The two knife handles were precisely hit by the two blades, then split exactly in two.
The blades, separated from the handles, continued flying towards the Rain Emperor.
The Rain Emperor was stunned, didn't even react as the knife blades flew past his body; by the time he came to, trembling he said, "Asura, you didn't even move?"
Only then did the Rain Emperor realize it—Ning Fan had stayed in the same spot all along, not moving a single step.
What kind of level was this?!
How could such a formidable character exist in this world?
The Rain Emperor swallowed hard, his throat trembling, and he coughed, "No wonder you're Asura; I overestimated myself and underestimated you."
"You came here seeking death on your own."
Ning Fan gave a cold glance at the Rain Emperor, lit a cigarette, and coldly walked towards the Rain Emperor.
"Don't think you can kill me just like that. I, the Rain Emperor, am not easy to provoke. Watch me finish you off, attack me!"
The Rain Emperor roared.
Suddenly, from somewhere came the sharp sound of the wind, the sound of bullets flying.
[Guys, I need recommendations. More heated drama is coming.]