Chapter 1215: Chapter 1204: Hu Wei’s Family Comes for Revenge
“Hmm?”
The old man lifted his eyes and saw a man and a woman standing opposite, the man tall and handsome, the woman extremely beautiful, truly a perfect match.
He lightly cleared his throat, glanced at his disciples, and then cupped his hands towards Ning Fan, “Young brother, which way do you make your living? Why trouble my disciples? We’re all trying to make a living in Jianghu; cutting off someone’s livelihood is like killing their parents, don’t you think?”
“Well, there’s nothing wrong with that.” Ning Fan raised his head arrogantly and said softly, “But they have provoked me.”
“Provoked you, eh?”
The old man then took a closer look at Ning Fan, feeling this young man was quite impressive, carrying the demeanor of a superior, with a strong aura that made people want to look up to him.
“Young brother, who exactly are you? It’s better to dissolve an enemy than keep one. Why not let peace be valued, right?”
“Heh.” Ning Fan sneered coldly, “Since you secretly took my photos and had your disciples set me up, how could there still be peace? What a joke!”
“What?”
The old man’s eyes sharpened immediately, and after recalling for a moment, his face turned sullen, “So it’s you. To be honest, we just took money from others to do the job, just trying to earn a living. Since you’ve found out, let’s go our own ways, what do you say?”
“Sounds nice.” Ning Fan curled his lips and questioned, “Who exactly paid you to attack me? You better confess, or else I know you, my wife knows you, but my fist does not know you.”
With that, Ning Fan revealed a fist as big as a sandbag, shaking it under the moonlight, casting a slight phantom.
The old man was intimidated, momentarily speechless, not knowing how to respond.
At this moment, a piercing voice came, making people extremely uncomfortable.
“So, you’re Ning Fan?”
“Oh?”
Ning Fan turned his head towards the courtyard and saw an old fellow with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks approaching, his cross-eyed eyes twirling with a hint of sinister evil.
There was an unusual smell on his body, stink but not feces.
For a moment, Ning Fan couldn’t figure out who this was.
He just coldly watched this monkey-cheeked fellow, dissatisfied, “Old man, we have no past grudges, no recent enmity, never met, why hire assassins against me? Every grievance has a source; let me die understanding, will you?”
“Since you’re asking, let me explain.”
The little old man walked over to Ning Fan, examined him, then looked at Xu Ruolan and shook his head with a sardonic smile, “Wasn’t it you who killed Miao Jiang’s Hu Family’s Hu Wei?”
“Hmm?”
Ning Fan’s face sank as he finally recalled.
This Hu Wei was the one previously enticed by Ning Xinlan’s beauty trap to use witchcraft to curse him.
At that time, Ouyang Feifei reported that he was killed on the spot, so he didn’t pay much attention, not expecting this would become an issue later.
However, if this matter was brought up in Jianghu, he would clearly be justified.
As they say, people don’t offend me, I don’t offend people; if people offend me, I must offend them. All renowned figures in Jianghu, clear about grudges.
Thinking of this, Ning Fan gave a cold, sinister smile, “So, you came for revenge for that guy, I can clearly tell you, you’re no match for me, your family members are no match either, Hu Wei was killed and that’s that, you better not dwell on it, or face the consequences, you can leave now.”
“Heh, young boy with such a big mouth for his age.”
The sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked old man looked up at Ning Fan, his lips curling with a sinister smile, “Our Miao Jiang Witchcraft descendants have been roaming Jianghu for years, with no one daring to provoke us, avoided by everyone. Are you an exception?”
“So you must take revenge?”
Ning Fan’s eyes grew colder, as if looking at a dead man.
“Hmm.”
The little old man clearly felt a sense of oppression emanating from Ning Fan, making it hard for him to breathe.
Could it be, this kid is a martial cultivator?
But so what, our Miao Jiang Witchcraft descendants use witchcraft, Gu Art, or curses, always doing things in the shadows, and have our moral compass, prefer to be a straight villain rather than a false gentleman.
So, even though he felt Ning Fan possessed skills, he didn’t care, shaking his head with a cold laugh, “Since you killed our Miao Jiang Hu Family’s Witchcraft descendant, you must give me an explanation, whether it’s life for a life or come with me back to Miao Jiang Hu Family, willingly becoming a vessel for Gu Raising?”
“Hehe.”
Ning Fan chuckled and looked at Xu Ruolan with amusement, “Wife, did you hear? They won’t let me live, whether dying now or taken to Hu’s house as a vessel to raise Gu Insects, it all boils down to dying sooner or later. This guy is pretty unreasonable.”
“Indeed.” Xu Ruolan furrowed her brow, displeased, “You old man are really unreasonable, it was your Hu Family’s Hu Wei who first attacked my husband, I was there, he tried to break Ning Fan’s heart meridian, disrupt his Baihui acupoint, his life was at stake, is Ning Fan supposed to sit and wait for death? Am I to be widowed? How unwarranted.”
“Reason?” that little old man, his nose not a nose, his face not a face, paced arrogantly back and forth, “In Jianghu, what we Miao Jiang Witchcraft say is reason.”
“Isn’t that too tyrannical?”
Xu Ruolan gritted her teeth, saying dissatisfied.
“Tyrannical? In Jianghu, the strong are respected. Whoever is stronger has the right to speak, has authority and status. If your husband is truly outstanding, I would naturally lick his boots and flatter him, but is he?”
The little old man spoke on his own, not sparing Ning Fan and Xu Ruolan a glance.
Xu Ruolan seethed with anger, shouting, “Do you know who Ning Fan is? He’s the third young master of Dragon City’s Ning Family, the next head of the Ning Family, are you able to provoke him?”
“This…”
The group of petty thieves was stunned to hear this, taking a few steps back, their faces filled with shock.
However, the little old man from Miao Jiang Hu Family only hesitated for a moment, then disdainedly smiled, “Dragon City Ning Family? Impressive, but so what? Just a noble family, ordinary folks fear them, but we true Jianghu people aren’t afraid, can your Ning Family really arrest us all?”
This statement exposed the truth.
Real Jianghu people live in the shadows, their relationships tangled, and with their high cultivation or strength, the established families don’t want to provoke them unnecessarily.