"Mr. Ning, let's put yesterday's incident behind us," Nangong Fu approached Ning Fan with a polite smile and extended his hand as if he intended to shake hands and make peace.
Xu Ruolan also kept making suggestive gestures to Ning Fan.
But Ning Fan simply couldn't stand it and chose to ignore Xu Ruolan's signals.
Looking at the smile on Nangong Fu's face, there was a saying, something about not striking a smiling face...
Ning Fan took Nangong Fu's hand, and then Nangong Fu began to increase his pressure.
"Heh," Ning Fan chuckled coldly, showing no weakness and gradually increasing his grip.
Suddenly, Nangong Fu's expression changed, his face became uglier and eventually turned completely green.
It was suicidal to try to match strength with Ning Fan, whose force was beyond his imagination.
Then, Ning Fan's eyes widened as he suddenly remembered that members of the Fang Guild didn't have pain nerves. Looking at Nangong Fu's expression now, was this not deliberately feigned?!
Sure enough, the very next second, Nangong Fu let out a sudden cry, "Ow ow ow! Mr. Ning, what are you doing? We have no grudges between us, there's no need to do this!"
With his conniving face, Nangong Fu was nothing but treacherous, pretending to be in pain in front of Xu Ruolan and the others when he actually couldn't feel any pain at all.
The framed Ning Fan showed no mercy and tightened his grip even further.
"Stop, stop, please!" Nangong Fu shrieked.
Seeing this, Xu Ruolan was furious and scolded again, "Ning Fan, let him go this instant!"
Yet Ning Fan responded with a smile, "Sorry, I'm a bit heavy-handed."
With that, Ning Fan released his hand, leaving Xu Ruolan seething with anger as she sensed not a hint of remorse in his attitude.
Ning Fan looked at Nangong Fu with irony, musing to himself that it would indeed be a waste if this guy didn't become an actor.
If members of the Fang Guild could feel pain, then pigs could climb trees, but Xu Ruolan was still in the dark, upset with Ning Fan instead.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be on my way. You two chat away, I won't keep you company," Ning Fan said, smiling at Nangong Fu before turning around and leaving, ignoring Xu Ruolan's about-to-explode expression.
After he left, Xu Ruolan approached Nangong Fu, asking with an embarrassed look, "Are you okay?"
Nangong Fu shook his head, causing Xu Ruolan to feel somewhat guilty, and then becoming increasingly annoyed as she recalled Ning Fan's attitude, she complained, "He's really gone too far this time. Don't worry, I'll definitely teach him a lesson when he comes back!"
"It's okay, it's just that the misunderstanding between him and me is a bit big. Once the misunderstanding is cleared up, things will get better. Don't worry too much about it."
Nangong Fu massaged his wrist, a smile gradually appearing on his face, but Xu Ruolan couldn't see how fake his smile was.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Ning Fan, having left home, paused at the doorstep. His attention wasn't on the matters inside the house; instead, he cast a glance at a tall building not far away.
At the top of the building, two silhouettes lay prone at the edge, it was A Lei and A Yu.
A Yu clutched a sniper rifle, with Nangong Fu's head firmly in her scope—if any situation arose, she would pull the trigger without hesitation.
As the spotter, A Lei was beside her, constantly relaying information about air humidity and wind speed and direction…
Both were there to support Ning Fan, who already knew that Xu Rongfei had been kidnapped. He had informed Chen Fengnan the night before, and he deliberately allowed the fake Nangong Fu to stay with Xu Ruolan as a feigned vulnerability.
To safeguard against Nangong Fu's potential moves, Ning Fan had arranged for A Lei and A Yu to covertly keep an eye on Xu Ruolan.
The Fang Guild wanted to play games with Ning Fan, so naturally, Ning Fan wouldn't just sit back; he was also making his moves.
"Heh, who would have thought that the mighty Asura would be played by such a kid. It really is quite satisfying to watch!"
Watching Ning Fan slink away from home dejectedly, A Lei couldn't help but make a jest.
Ever since coming back from Death Prison, after the Yun Ci Guild's incident, A Lei had come to know Ning Fan's true identity.
A Lei had nearly lost his life in Death Prison, but he had to admit, the guy was a freak of nature. Though healed by Ning Fan, his recovery speed was extraordinarily fast; you couldn't tell he had been seriously injured before.
"Sigh, don't underestimate Ning Fan. Do you still not understand why we are here? This guy is more formidable than we imagined!"
A Yu knew A Lei's competitive spirit was strong. Although their relationship had improved significantly since their last operation in Death Prison, A Lei still hadn't changed in that regard.
With an irreverent pout, A Lei said somewhat unconvinced, "It's just Phantom Asura, isn't it? I've heard of him before. There was a time when I almost got calluses in my ears from hearing about him so much!"
The name Asura was not unfamiliar to them. Back when Ning Fan was active on the Middle Eastern battlefields, the name 'Asura' was as well-known as thunder, and A Lei wasn't joking about hearing it to the point of developing calluses.
"I just hope you can acknowledge reality, don't always think about challenging him. He is not on the same level as us!"
"Yes, yes, you're right," A Lei replied, acknowledging begrudgingly.
"You should know about Yun Ni; among the top experts of Yun Ci Guild, when Ning Fan went to the Guild's headquarters, there were not only him present that night, and aside from Ning Fan, everyone there died."
A Lei fell silent. Yun Ni was a formidable assassin who didn't fall short even when faced with their squad of Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning.
Yet such a person was slain by Ning Fan, and there were many at the Yun Ci Guild's headquarters either of the same strength as Yun Ni or even stronger. None of those experts could stop Ning Fan; in the end, they were all massacred by him.
"Phantom Asura, after years of silence, do you think he's been treading water, or has he become even stronger? But from what I know, he's still a martial artist, and just that alone makes the biggest difference!"
"Stop it, you're stirring me up. A martial artist, one in a thousand, just thinking about it excites me!"
A Lei's blood boiled with an irrepressible competitive fire.
A Yu beside him was somewhat helpless, but wasn't this just who A Lei was?
In any case, as long as A Lei didn't act foolishly like before, deliberately provoking Ning Fan, that'll be good enough.