Ouyang Feifei was slightly startled, and asked with a puzzled expression on her beautiful face, "Why are you thanking me?"
Seeing her reaction, Ning Fan laughed, shaking his head as he explained, "If it hadn't been for your help last time, Situ Nan, that bastard, would probably have succeeded. Why wouldn't I thank you?"
The reason for his gratitude, naturally, was because of the incident involving Situ Nan. If it hadn't been for Ouyang Feifei's assistance, Xu Ruolan might have really been in trouble.
Now that Situ Nan was dead, this bastard had touched Ning Fan's reverse scale.
Ouyang Feifei suddenly realized. Thinking of Ning Fan's identity, a cunning smile flashed in her eyes.
"Just verbal thanks? Isn't that too beneath your dignity? Don't you have something more substantial?"
The Ninth Master of Zhonghai, the international Asura, Ouyang Feifei was curious to see how Ning Fan would thank her.
The next second, Ning Fan had a cheeky smile on his face, his old face reddened, but he shyly replied, "How about I suffer a loss and devote myself to you?"
Ouyang Feifei's nose twitched, and she rolled a big eye, Ning Fan's response exasperating her.
Devote himself? Could Ning Fan be any more shameless?
"Forget about devoting yourself, I'll just accept your thanks!" Ouyang Feifei pouted, her eyes showing a bit of resentment as she replied.
Ning Fan pinched his nose, chuckling with a laugh that sounded a bit lewd.
"Come on, I'm suffering such a big loss here—as you not going to consider it?"
"No, no, no, if this gets out, imagine the uproar it would cause. The formidable Asura acting like a damsel in distress, many people would probably commit suicide if they knew!"
"You're exaggerating!"
Ouyang Feifei was just making a casual remark, but to her surprise, Ning Fan actually took it seriously.
Ouyang Feifei sighed inwardly, and then with a serious expression and tone, said, "You've been targeted by multiple powers!"
Ning Fan was stunned, looking at Ouyang Feifei with confusion. He was being targeted by multiple powers?
"I'm so low-profile, who else would target me?"
At this point, Ning Fan was rather intrigued, not fearing being targeted but curious about who was involved.
Feeling Ning Fan's confidence, Ouyang Feifei shrugged and replied, "It's the local forces from Huaxia. As for the specifics, what you've done, you know best yourself!"
Instantly, an ominous feeling arose in Ning Fan's heart.
If it were just some ordinary forces, mere rabble, Ouyang Feifei certainly wouldn't have come personally to warn him.
Local forces from Huaxia?
Ning Fan narrowed his eyes in thought.
Could it be the state's sharpest, top forces?
Or was it Chen Fengnan and his group? After all, he had stolen Chen Fengnan's Nine Souls Jade. With Chen Fengnan's resources, hiring a group of top experts to come after him wasn't a difficult task.
Having Yun Ci Guild's Ouyang Feifei come to warn him personally, Ning Fan felt it was something he needed to be cautious about.
On the other hand, having Ouyang Feifei help him left Ning Fan rather flattered.
The top assassin of the Yun Ci Guild, Ouyang Feifei, had helped him quite a few times since his return to the country.
"Thank you for the reminder," Ning Fan said with a slight smile, and at that moment, he began to seriously size up Ouyang Feifei.
A rebellious punk style, sexily dressed, she didn't at all resemble the stereotypical icy female spy. Ning Fan touched his nose, unsure whether her attire was intentional. Was it specifically prepared for him?
Such a thought was somewhat narcissistic, but every time something happened, Ouyang Feifei was always the first to warn him.
He couldn't help but guess whether Ouyang Feifei had feelings for him.
"You help me so much, could it be that you like me?"
Ning Fan couldn't resist joking, the tone largely playful.
However, for some reason, his words angered Ouyang Feifei. Her face changed color, her beautiful eyes blazing as she retorted, "I kindly remind you, and you speak nonsense?!"
After she spoke, her face turned red, and she dared not look at him.
This reaction shocked Ning Fan. It would have been fine if Ouyang Feifei weren't angry, but her current angry demeanor seemed like a secret had been unintentionally revealed, turning into fury born from embarrassment.
"Uh… heh heh, don't be angry, don't be angry. I'm indebted to you, and if there is a chance in the future, I will surely repay you with my life!"
Ning Fan chuckled, still teasingly speaking out of turn as if he hadn't noticed the anger in her eyes.
Ouyang Feifei's face turned red, whether from anger or shyness unknown. She coldly said, "I've said what I needed to say. What you do next is none of my business!"
These words seemed somewhat insincere, but Ning Fan wasn't upset, the smile remained on his face.
"Thank you for the reminder. It's getting late, so I'll be leaving first. I'll remember this matter, and of course, the matter from last time."
Ning Fan smiled faintly, passed by Ouyang Feifei, waved his hand, took nothing with him, and gradually disappeared into the dark night.
Ouyang Feifei watched the place where Ning Fan's figure had vanished, her face gradually slipping into contemplation.
"Ouyang Feifei, don't forget your mission!"
Ouyang Feifei warned herself in her heart.
The Yun Ci Guild had sent her to surveil Ning Fan, with someone paying a high price for her to find certain information on him.
But now, Ouyang Feifei had been staying by Ning Fan's side instead, helping him quite a bit.
The things she had done had deviated from the mission, betraying the creed she held as an assassin when she first entered the Yun Ci Guild!
"Ning Fan!" Ouyang Feifei looked deeply towards the direction where Ning Fan had disappeared.
Her eyes gradually filled with confusion.
Ouyang Feifei didn't know whether what she was doing was right or why she had done so much.
Just like how Ning Fan had thanked her before, Ouyang Feifei didn't know why either.
The matter involving Xu Ruolan was something that could be said to have leaked the Guild's mission secrecy, and she should not have done it.
Previously, Ning Fan's teasing knew it was a joke, but she couldn't help getting angry; why that was, Ouyang Feifei couldn't clearly say.
"What should I do next?"
A trace of bitterness emerged on Ouyang Feifei's face.
Today she had warned Ning Fan once again, but what about in the future? Ouyang Feifei had already warned herself once.
But whether she would choose to help Ning Fan again, even she did not know.