377: Chapter 376: Fan Zhongliang, It’s Time for You to Go 377: Chapter 376: Fan Zhongliang, It’s Time for You to Go Fan Zhongliang’s family was in Long Tianze’s grasp, and Ning Fan was inclined to believe him.
“I will help you rescue your family, but today you must depart!”
Had Fan Zhongliang shown the slightest inclination to remember their former friendship, Ning Fan might have been lenient, considering whether to cripple the man, sparing his life like that of a dog.
But regretfully, the eagle had repeatedly mentioned the past and given many opportunities to Fan Zhongliang, yet Fan Zhongliang had not once considered their former brotherhood.
In Fan Zhongliang’s eyes, Ning Fan saw nothing but greedy ambition, and to replace the title of Ninth Master, Fan Zhongliang would betray everything.
“Ninth Master!
Ninth Master!” Fan Zhongliang’s face turned ashen.
Ning Fan had already turned away, but he tried to grasp Ning Fan’s legs.
However, the eagle acted quickly, stepping forward and kicking Fan Zhongliang away.
“Eagle, leave this wretch to me.
This guy doesn’t deserve to live!
He’s worthless as a human being!”
Ning Fan cast a cold glance at Fan Zhongliang on the ground, who felt as if he had fallen into an icepit, shivering all over from the icy gaze.
The eagle looked down at Fan Zhongliang, whose face was filled with deathly pallor, anger flashing in his eyes.
Ning Fan and the eagle had already investigated Fan Zhongliang.
Upon returning, how could Ning Fan not understand the Four Gates of Zhonghai?
In the years of Ning Fan’s absence, without his suppression over the entire underworld of Zhonghai, Fan Zhongliang was like a demon unleashed from Hell, uncontrollable and rampant.
Every evil deed imaginable, or unimaginable, Fan Zhongliang had done it all.
Nobody knew how many white bones were buried beneath Jiudaochang.
For Fan Zhongliang, what accounted for his family?
He had just cruelly killed his newlywed third wife to frame Ning Fan.
Was such a person worthy of sympathy?
Threatened by Long Tianze?
Ning Fan did not believe for a second that Fan Zhongliang was truly worried about his family.
Fan Zhongliang’s mouth was full of nothing but lies, scarcely a word to be trusted.
How could such a villain not be killed?
“Fan Zhongliang, it’s time for you to depart!”
After Ning Fan left the room, the eagle’s hand rested on Fan Zhongliang’s head, the short blade in his hand ready to draw blood.
Fan Zhongliang desperately struggled, lifting his eyes to beg the eagle for mercy, but to no avail.
“Close your eyes, don’t look.” The eagle’s expression wrestled with some reluctance, his eyes betraying a hint of pity.
The eagle did not want Fan Zhongliang’s last sight to be a former brother wielding the knife, although now it seemed immaterial, he still chose to do so.
Fan Zhongliang had completely lost his voice, and knowing his fate was sealed, he finally closed his eyes.
With his eyes tightly shut, Fan Zhongliang’s body began to shake as he faced death, unable to remain composed, filled with regret and unwillingness.
If he had not listened to Long Tianze’s nonsense, perhaps he could have enjoyed a few more years and not been felled by his once brother’s hand, cleansing the door himself.
“Have a good journey.
Next year, I’ll bring you wine!”
The eagle whispered into Fan Zhongliang’s ear, then grasped the short blade in a reverse grip and plunged it into Fan Zhongliang’s neck with a thrust.
Fan Zhongliang let out a muffled groan, his breathing becoming rapid and difficult.
Blood dripped onto the ground from the eagle’s firm grasp, his eyes bloodshot, stabbing the short blade repeatedly into Fan Zhongliang’s neck, like a madman.
Killing a brother who was once as close as a limb, for Eagle, was a torturous deed.
Even though Fan Zhongliang had fallen from grace—and he no longer recognized this man—Eagle still found it unbearable to personally take Fan Zhongliang’s life.
Fan Zhongliang’s breathing had stopped.
His face showed a bit of pain, and a hint of relief.
Ning Fan stood silently at the door, smoking.
When he heard Eagle’s cry of release, he knew that Fan Zhongliang was dead.
After breathing his last, Fan Zhongliang of Six Fan Gate fell.
Ning Fan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and prayed in his heart that Fan Zhongliang would become a good person in his next life.
“Fan Zhongliang, you weren’t the only one at fault…” Ning Fan murmured with a complex tone.
Eagle, Zi Hongyu, Kuang Tiexing, Fan Zhongliang—Ning Fan had personally brought them up.
When they started out, these four men were always by his side.
But people’s hearts can change, and Fan Zhongliang was prime evidence of that.
His deterioration compelled Ning Fan to erase him from this world.
“Where did it go wrong back then?” Ning Fan questioned himself, as if memories of the past were coming to life before his eyes.
Fan Zhongliang was the best fighter among his men.
Back then, to lay waste to the four gates of the old Zhonghai, Fan Zhongliang had exerted much effort.
For this, he paid the price of losing an eye.
Ning Fan had imparted some of his skills to them, but it seemed he only taught them those skills, forgetting to teach them how to be human.
In the end, the only one who lived most like a human was Eagle.
“So this is where I went wrong!”
Ning Fan realized the problem.
Back then, he perhaps cared about other things and forgot to teach them the most important lesson of being human.
Ning Fan felt a pang of regret in his heart.
After sending Fan Zhongliang off tonight, he still felt a tinge of sorrow.
If only he had planted a better seed in them earlier, maybe things wouldn’t have come to this.
“Brother Ji!”
While Ning Fan was caught in his reflections, Zi Hongyu came out.
He looked nervously at Ning Fan, and when Ning Fan turned to him, Zi Hongyu did not dare meet his gaze.
Noticing the tension in Zi Hongyu, Ning Fan couldn’t help but smile wryly inside.
The fellow was scared stiff by him.
“You did well this time,” Ning Fan praised.
The scheme of Fan Zhongliang tonight was not disclosed to Ning Fan by anyone else.
It was Zi Hongyu who, after Eagle had made his call to Ning Fan, later relayed it to him.
Zi Hongyu had previously considered betraying Ning Fan, and his relationship with Long Tianze was murky, with lingering ties.
But the mere thought of the eyes of Gu Leng, who had passed before, was enough to chill Zi Hongyu to the bone.
He did not believe himself capable of defeating Ning Fan.
Even with Long Tianze’s help, Zi Hongyu had no confidence in overcoming Ning Fan.
After pondering it for a while, he realized that he actually had no real grievance with Ning Fan—wasn’t his own Six Fan Gate given to him by Ning Fan?
Scared out of his wits, Zi Hongyu faced internal struggles when Fan Zhongliang tried to enlist him.
Ultimately, Zi Hongyu gave up and, upon hearing of Ning Fan’s impending arrival, immediately informed Ning Fan of Fan Zhongliang’s plot.
“It’s only what I should do!” Zi Hongyu exhaled in relief.
Ning Fan’s praise brought joy to his heart.
Zi Hongyu did not wish to become the second Fan Zhongliang, especially after witnessing Eagle personally seeing to Fan Zhongliang’s end.
This time, he had atoned for his sins with his merit.
“Come in with me,”
Ning Fan said softly as he passed by Zi Hongyu, then re-entered the room.
Zi Hongyu perked up, respectfully following behind Ning Fan.