These people were not here to save Teng Huayang at all; they were men organized by Shangguan Yunyang, not only were they not here to save Teng Huayang, but they also intended to take his life away with them.
A cold light shone on Teng Huayang's face as the assassin unleashed a formidable murderous intent, desperately stabbing his sword toward Teng Huayang's chest.
Since Teng Huayang realized it too late, by this time, even if he wanted to dodge, he no longer had enough time and could only watch helplessly as the other party was about to take his life.
Just as Teng Huayang's eyes were about to split with rage, a figure abruptly appeared beside him.
"Dare to kill someone in front of me?"
The icy voice involuntarily sent chills down people's spines as Ning Fan made his move swiftly like lightning, his large hand directly grabbing the sword's edge, and crushed the assassin's arrow in his hand into pieces.
At the same time, Ning Fan threw a punch, his powerful Qi Force striking the assassin like an Air Cannon.
The assassin spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the mask on his face with a swath of blood red before collapsing on the ground, his condition unknown.
Ning Fan stood beside Teng Huayang, and all the surrounding assassins froze in place, cold sweat involuntarily breaking out on their foreheads.
Ning Fan's speed just now was simply too fast; they had no time to react and couldn't see how Ning Fan managed to break through the encirclement of five or six people—no one knew how he did it.
And there lay Teng Huayang, who had just survived a trip to Ghost Gate Pass, collapsed on the ground, his face drenched in sweat, gasping for air frantically.
"Damn it, let's go together, kill him!"
It was that hoarse voice again among the men in black. Due to this voice, all the assassins were jolted awake and, holding their long swords, they all came at Ning Fan again. They split into two groups, with one part entangling Ning Fan and the other part once again going for Teng Huayang.
Ning Fan fisted his hands and sank into a horse stance; he launched a punch that landed on an assassin's chest, leaving a deep imprint and causing the person's heart to burst open, killing him on the spot.
The next second, Ning Fan swung both hands, and dozens of Silver Needles danced through the air, shooting down all those who were charging at Teng Huayang.
This group of people posed no threat to Ning Fan whatsoever, and after several failed assassination attempts, the leading man in black was in despair. He had not completely lost his sanity, and seeing Ning Fan, who stood firm against a multitude and was impregnable, he knew this assassination would end in failure.
"Take them with us, we're withdrawing!"
They could not leave the bodies behind; if they did, their identities would surely be exposed. Shangguan Yunyang couldn't afford to gamble on this, his plan had already failed. If it was discovered later that it was the Shangguan Family who had made the move, the Yunteng Family would never let him off; even Shangguan Tanglong wouldn't be able to protect him then.
Upon receiving the order, the nine remaining men in black split off a few to entangle Ning Fan, while the others immediately carried people away, then turned and vanished into the ancient streets of Jiangcheng.
Ning Fan didn't pursue them, letting them escape, his face revealing an interested expression.
"Kid, seems like someone doesn't want you to live," Ning Fan said to Teng Huayang, who had a narrow escape from death, unable to resist teasing him.
He had initially thought these people were coming for him, but it turned out they were after Teng Huayang instead. They intended to take Teng Huayang's life, and there was no way Ning Fan would let them succeed.
This was his hostage. He had no plans to tear up the ticket, so how could he let someone kill under his watch?
"Haah, haah..." Teng Huayang wiped the sweat from his face, quickly glanced around, and after realizing the men in black were gone, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately burst into an angry shout.
"Who is it, who on earth is it!!!"
Somebody actually wanted to kill him. Were they not afraid of the wrath of the Yunteng Family?
Teng Huayang, who had nearly lost his life, was filled with anger that had no outlet.
Ning Fan shook his head and chuckled. He too was curious about who those men in black were. Could they be from the Shangguan Family?
After this thought suddenly emerged, Ning Fan couldn't help but laugh. If it really was the Shangguan Family, then this matter would become interesting, especially the person who planned this assassination.
At that moment, Ning Fan felt some regret that he should have left one or two bodies behind. They had been ambushed here, and Teng Zhuhai would definitely care about it. When the time came, if the identities of their attackers were discovered, it would be fascinating to see Teng Zhuhai's reaction.
"Remember, you owe me your life."
Ning Fan said indifferently to Teng Huayang, then helped him from the ground. If it hadn't been for Ning Fan just now, Teng Huayang would have already become a ghost under the sword.
Although Teng Huayang stood up, his legs were still weak. Now that he knew someone wanted to kill him, he wanted Ning Fan to take him back to Zhonghai right away; staying in a dungeon there was far safer than being in Jiangcheng.
"By the way, tell me what you think. Who do you think wants to kill you?"
Ning Fan looked at Teng Huayang with a meaningful gaze. The identity of this time's assailant would definitely be a surprise, and he had this strong premonition.
Teng Huayang's expression was a bit embarrassed as he responded irritably, "How could I possibly know who it might be?!"
He was also completely bewildered. Logically speaking, in Jiangcheng, there shouldn't be anyone bold enough to challenge the bottom line of the Yunteng Family, that is if the families of Jiangcheng weren't stupid.
"I think it was someone from the Shangguan Family."
Suddenly, Ning Fan voiced a conjecture that baffled Teng Huayang.
"What, someone from the Shangguan Family? They don't want to live anymore? How dare they lay a hand on me?!"
For Teng Huayang, the first reaction was that it was impossible. The Shangguan Family was like a dog to their Yunteng Family. Unless the Shangguan Family had a death wish, they wouldn't be foolish enough to target him. If the Yunteng Family wanted to move against the Shangguan Family, they could easily obliterate them with a flick of a finger.
"Impossible, if it were them, there's absolutely no reason!"
Teng Huayang shook his head. The Yunteng Family and the Shangguan Family shared the same interests, both targeting Ning Fan, and being the dog of the Shangguan Family, they had no reason to do such a thing. Unless Teng Zhuhai himself had ordered it, even with ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare attempt such an act.
And on Teng Zhuhai's side, it was even less likely. The so-called tiger doesn't eat its cubs; Teng Huayang was his only son, with expectations to inherit the position of Family Head of the Yunteng Family. How could he possibly instruct the Shangguan Family to do such a thing?
This matter was very complicated, and Ning Fan was also quite interested in it. He raised an eyebrow at the hostage beside him and said in a low voice, "With ambition, there's never a lack of reasons!"