386: Chapter 385: The Hero’s End, Wrong with His Times!
386: Chapter 385: The Hero’s End, Wrong with His Times!
“Ninth Master, this is the list of those faction leaders, please, have a look!”
Wang Jiangding took a tablet from behind him and, with both hands, respectfully raised it in front of Ning Fan.
Ning Fan took the tablet and glanced casually at it.
It displayed a list and the confirmed death photos, mostly of the faction leaders and their top experts.
With just four people, these factions were nothing but a mob.
In just a few hours, their forces had slaughtered all these men.
“Not bad, it seems you haven’t been slacking off these past few years.” Ning Fan looked satisfied as he regarded the four, fully approving of their capabilities.
The people Ning Fan had Eagle search for were them.
Others thought of Ning Fan only as the Ninth Master of Zhonghai, unaware of the true, terrifying extent of his power behind the scenes.
Long Tianze now only wanted to laugh at his own naiveté, originally thinking that after buying off most of Zhonghai’s factions, Ning Fan would be left with no one to rely on.
How could a Ninth Master without support be his match?
However, it proved that the factions in Zhonghai were utterly insignificant to Ning Fan, whose influence could stir up a storm of blood and violence across the entire Jiangnan.
The presences of Wang Jiangding’s four were once deemed unapproachable by Long Tianze, who had mulled over how to ingratiate himself with them several times, but no opportunity arose.
There were many who wanted to court them, and many of these suitors far outstripped him in status.
Now, seeing Wang Jiangding’s four acting so deferential before Ning Fan, Long Tianze understood they weren’t in the same world.
The world they viewed was just the tip of the iceberg compared to what Long Tianze saw.
Laughably, Long Tianze had once indulged in the delusion of defeating Ning Fan in a showdown, but in the end, it turned into a mere joke.
“The Ninth Master truly lives up to his reputation.
I, Long Tianze, was shortsighted not to have seen the true extent of your identity behind the scenes, hahaha!”
Long Tianze burst into laughter, his laughter tinged with bitterness.
“Mr.
Wang, do you still remember me?
During the Jiangnan Alliance years ago, I sat below you, while you sat above.
The other three were there too!”
Long Tianze, not knowing why, started recalling such matters.
Wang Jiangding looked at Long Tianze coldly, without replying.
“I know.
To you, whether people like us exist or not doesn’t matter at all—how could you possibly remember an ant like me…”
A bitter smile crossed Long Tianze’s face.
In Su City, the Dragon Gate Martial Arts School was a colossal entity, but in the eyes of Wang Jiangding and the others, it was just a speck of dust—why would anyone deliberately pay attention to a speck of dust?
At the Jiangnan Alliance those years ago, Long Tianze even spoke with them, but aside from those four, everyone else was just a lackey, likely lesser in status than the lackeys they brought along.
“The Ninth Master truly deserves his reputation.
To be defeated by your hand, I, Long Tianze have no regrets.
It’s my honor!
The tragedy is not realizing I was born in the same era as the Ninth Master—it’s my sorrow!!!”
Long Tianze laughed uproariously, tears streaming from his eyes, as he suddenly surged forward toward a cloaked figure with a blade.
With a squelch, Long Tianze ran his neck across the blade, instantly sending a jet of blood spraying from his neck.
Blood flowing profusely, the former underworld emperor of Su City chose such a death.
His eyes widened, the last reflection in his pupils the image of Ning Fan, as he slowly fell into his pool of blood.
In his eyes, there was nothing but despair and unwillingness.
To have been treated like a dog by the Fang Guild was one thing, but to naively provoke Ning Fan was another—he was hardly a worthy opponent.
Wang Jiangding’s four were among the most powerful figures in Jiangnan, unreachable even if he wished to ingratiate himself with them.
Ning Fan’s background was unfathomably deep, and he couldn’t begin to fathom the extent of it.
In the end, he was merely playing the fool!
“You really got off easy.” Ning Fan curled his lip.
Such a death was indeed letting Long Tianze off easy.
“Drag his body away…”
“No need, bury him properly.
After all, he was a successful overlord.”
“Yes!”
Just as Wang Jiangding was about to say they should drag Long Tianze’s body out to feed the dogs, Ning Fan interrupted him.
The man was already dead, so why bother doing such meaningless things?
No matter what, it wasn’t necessary to be so ruthless as a person.
“How have you all been these past few years?” Ning Fan walked over, lifted Xu Ruolan in his arms, and casually asked.
The four exchanged glances, and finally, it was Wang Jiangding who stepped forward and said, “Thanks to your blessing, we four have almost planted your banners across the entire province of Jiangnan!”
“It’s your banners, not mine,” Ning Fan shook his head, somewhat helplessly looking at the four.
“Elder Brother, if it weren’t for you, there wouldn’t be an us today!”
Wang Jiangding shook his head in disagreement.
Wang Jiangding and the other three were the talents Ning Fan had handpicked in Jiangnan years earlier.
With their training, they had all become elites.
In those years, Ning Fan had also secretly helped them considerably.
Wang Jiangding and his group had managed to become the leading bosses of several provincial capitals across Jiangnan, a feat that couldn’t have been achieved without Ning Fan’s involvement.
However, whether they all knew this or knew but never explicitly mentioned it was unclear.
“All of these achievements are your own.
I merely led you to the door,” Ning Fan said with a smile, his attitude once again rendering Wang Jiangding and the others helpless.
These four were like forces Ning Fan had grown in secret, comparing a city with a province wasn’t even feasible, unless it was a special place, but Ning Fan wouldn’t dare to intervene there just like that.
Thus, Ning Fan had chosen Jiangnan, and Wang Jiangding and the other three were among the secret assets he had cultivated and supported.
Long Tianze had truly infuriated Ning Fan; the audacious man had even dared to kidnap Xu Ruolan.
Just that act alone was enough to get him killed countless times.
Considering some of the disloyal voices among the four gates in Zhonghai, this time Ning Fan wasn’t planning to show any mercy, really pushing him to ignite his fury.
Ning Fan wasn’t someone who couldn’t get angry, and when he did, it was terrifying.
This time employing Wang Jiangding and the other three, who knew what turmoil it would stir up.
If it were just one of them, perhaps it would have been enough, but this time all four were in action, frightening enough to keep many awake tonight.
“Elder Brother, we’ve always been thinking of you!” Wang Jiangding suddenly shouted out, leaving Ning Fan momentarily stunned.
Ning Fan smiled, tightly embraced Xu Ruolan, and solemnly replied, “You all have done very well.”
“Elder Brother, I’ve been thinking, I misspoke earlier—the entirety of Jiangnan is filled with our banners!”
“Hahaha, indeed, it is ours!”