Chapter 1004: Chapter 993: Young Marshal, He’s Back!!!
“Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Didn’t he… didn’t he already die? How could he still come back?”
Ning Jianyang’s face was stiff, expressionless, and like a madman, he rushed out of the house, heading straight for the Ning Family’s second son’s villa.
“Ning Qingfeng, come out here!”
Without any hesitation, Ning Jianyang stormed into his second brother’s courtyard, his voice like thunder.
Ning Qingfeng, who was drinking tea and reading in the backyard, frowned upon hearing the voice, a strong aura of menace emanating from him, but he quickly restrained it.
The second son of the Ning Family, Ning Qingfeng, a kingly figure with extraordinary martial skills and wisdom, always wore a smile on the surface, but was actually a smiling tiger, unlike Ning Jianyang, who was straightforward both inside and out.
The Ning Family had three sons: the eldest, Ning Jianyang, who had a hard temper and didn’t hide his dislike for people or things he disliked.
The second son, Ning Qingfeng, was extremely calculating and sinister.
The third son, Ning Fan, died many years ago, his life or death remains unknown!
“Elder brother, what’s wrong, what makes you so anxious?”
Ning Qingfeng hurriedly came out of the house to greet Ning Jianyang and asked him.
“I ask you, is Ning Fan really dead or not?” Ning Jianyang’s face twisted as he bit his teeth and asked fiercely.
His emotions were quite intense.
“Elder brother, what do you mean by this?”
Ning Qingfeng frowned, not understanding what he meant.
“I ask you, is Ning Fan really dead or not!”
Ning Jianyang’s tiger eyes were filled with anger, staring at him fiercely.
Like a furious tiger, ready to devour someone at any moment.
Ning Qingfeng seemed to catch onto something, waved his hand to dismiss the servants around them, then pulled Ning Jianyang aside and asked softly, “What on earth happened?”
“I ask you, is Ning Fan really dead or not!”
Ning Jianyang forcefully shook off his hand and continued asking the same question.
Though Ning Qingfeng was angry inside, he suppressed his rage on the surface.
“He’s definitely dead!”
“Then I ask you, who is this person in the photo?”
As Ning Jianyang said this, he raised his phone screen toward Ning Qingfeng.
“This… this is impossible!”
When Ning Qingfeng saw the image on the phone screen, his heart was shocked!
His eyes widened, his breath becoming more erratic. He stared hard at the phone.
Ning Jianyang forcefully shook his hand, his face full of killing intent: “Ning Qingfeng, did you deliberately plot against me?”
Ning Qingfeng completely understood Ning Jianyang’s rage.
The day after Ning Fan’s death news came, Ning Qiankun’s hair turned completely white, seeming to age ten years overnight.
For so many years, Ning Qiankun hadn’t appointed a family heir, which was very abnormal for a root-conscious Ancient Clan, even incomprehensible.
Up to today, the family affairs Ning Qiankun entrusted to Ning Jianyang and Ning Qingfeng were basically evenly distributed.
It seemed the old man was treating them fairly, but remembering those days when Ning Fan made a name for himself as the “young marshal,” anyone with a discerning eye could see the disparity between the three brothers’ status in their father’s eyes.
Ning Qingfeng believed that should Ning Fan reappear, he and Ning Jianyang would immediately lose all hope of inheriting the family’s business.
However, Ning Qingfeng had always believed the elimination plan back in those days was flawless.
“Elder brother, over the years you’ve seen it too, anything father assigned to me, I always immediately declined and hoped it would be passed to you, I’ve been loyal to you without any ulterior motives.
Besides, if Ning Fan isn’t dead, what benefit would that have for me? With his arrogant nature, how could he possibly tolerate me?”
Ning Qingfeng immediately expressed his loyalty.
Although he was a deeply concealed smiling tiger, even stronger than Ning Jianyang, he knew that the nail that sticks out gets hammered down early, he was currently in hibernation, pushing all matters big and small onto his brother Ning Jianyang.
Using Ning Jianyang to eliminate outsiders, once the obstacles were gone, he would reveal his true nature.
But right now, he could only endure, pretending to be inferior.
“Then who is he?”
Ning Jianyang pointed at the phone image and asked in a deep voice.
“Could it be that he… has really returned?!”
Although Ning Qingfeng didn’t believe in the image before him, the reality was right in front of him, could it be that he had really come back?
Ning Jianyang put away his phone, softened his tone a bit and asked Ning Qingfeng:
“What should we do now?”
Ning Qingfeng’s eyes shifted around in his sockets as he leaned closer to Ning Jianyang:
“Elder brother, everything is still unclear, let me ask you first, where did the photo come from?”
Ning Jianyang was slightly stunned, only then realizing he hadn’t asked clearly about the origins of the matter.
“That… Ning Xinlan said someone bullied her, so people below took this photo.”
Ning Qingfeng raised his index finger to his chin, slightly lowered his gaze:
“Xinlan was bullied… not many dare to bully Xinlan, this must be no simple matter. The dead end years ago, there’s no way anyone could escape, I assume, this is probably someone trying to use Ning Fan’s face to plot against us brothers!”
“You mean… someone used a Face-changing Technique to disguise as Ning Fan?”
“It’s hard to say now; elder brother, you should first ask Xinlan for the details, I’ll also send people to investigate everywhere.”
Ning Qingfeng sighed, his eyebrows tightly knitted, clearly full of concern for the future.
Ning Jianyang exhaled deeply, quickly leaving the courtyard.
Ning Qingfeng also walked back to the study with heavy steps.
“What happened, did the boss find you for something urgent?”
Ning Qingfeng’s wife Nalan Yanfeng stood by the side of the desk and asked softly.
Ning Qingfeng raised his hand to lightly tap his forehead, his eyes half open and half closed:
“Not just urgent, it’s simply a state of emergency. The third brother Ning Fan, might have fought his way back from Ghost Gate Pass.”
“Ning Fan? Impossible, right? Our layout back in those days, should’ve been perfect.”
Nalan Yanfeng raised her willow eyebrows, her tone unconsciously rose a few degrees.
“Now the information is still too little… Ning Haiping!”
Ning Qingfeng turned aside and shouted, the family servant Ning Haiping immediately came to the study through a secret door.
Ning Qingfeng frowned slightly, asked Ning Haiping:
“Did you deal with those troublemakers?”
Ning Haiping nodded slightly, replied, “Second Master, they can now only run errands for King Yan, I also warned their masterminds with Dragon City’s code.”
“Good, next, you monitor closely if there’s anyone operating under Ning Fan’s name in Dragon City, if so, report immediately regardless of time or place!”
Ning Haiping startled slightly upon hearing the name “Ning Fan” but quickly regained his composure and resumed his sharp gaze:
“Yes! I obey!”
“No time to lose, start casting the net now.”
Ning Qingfeng waved toward the direction of the secret door, his voice wasn’t high, but it carried a chilling cold.
Ning Jianyang gripped the phone containing Ning Fan’s photo, almost crushing the screen, hurriedly running back home.