766: Chapter 755: Aren’t You Worried About Your Son’s Life and Death?
766: Chapter 755: Aren’t You Worried About Your Son’s Life and Death?
Being called a dog by Ning Fan was not taken lightly by Shangguan Tanglong, who was of advanced years.
Even though members of the Yunteng Family might think the same, they would never say it out loud easily because once said, it would truly mean tearing off all pretenses of civility.
They still cared about the Shangguan Family’s feelings to some extent.
As for Ning Fan, he didn’t need to care about the feelings of the Shangguan Family.
He spoke his mind freely, and though he seemed unrestrained and arrogant, this was nothing less than what the Shangguan Family deserved.
As for being excessively bullying, Ning Fan would never admit to this.
In his view, it had always been the Shangguan Family who had bullied others too much.
What he was doing now was merely giving them a taste of their own medicine.
Compared to the pain the Shangguan Family had inflicted on him four years ago, Ning Fan did not think they had any innocence, and besides, he was no saint.
The fact that he hadn’t completely annihilated them before was already showing mercy on his part.
If he had been a little more spiteful, he wouldn’t need to take action himself; he knew a hundred ways to destroy the Shangguan Family.
More directly, with his current strength, he could easily overpower them.
Now, there was nobody in the entire Shangguan Family, not even their number one expert Shangguan Tanglong, who could stand against him.
Who else could stop him?
Therefore, everything Ning Fan said was the truth.
The Shangguan Family had become nothing but a dog raised by the Yunteng Family.
When ordered to look east, they dared not look west, or else they might get a mere whipping at best, or at worst, be skinned alive.
In his words, Ning Fan showed no mercy, nor did he intend to.
He would have been glad to infuriate Shangguan Tanglong to death.
“I just love the way you grind your teeth in anger but are completely helpless against me!”
Ning Fan, with his arms around Teng Huayang, looked like they were the best of brothers, causing Teng Huayang, standing beside him, to sweat nervously.
To Teng Nan, Ning Fan’s gesture of embracing Teng Huayang was not merely casual but also a warning to them that Teng Huayang was in their hands now.
They had to weigh their options carefully—if they dared any sudden moves, Teng Huayang’s life might be at risk.
“Please, the Family Head has been expecting you for a while now.”
Teng Nan made an inviting gesture and then turned to lead the way.
Ning Fan smiled, patted Teng Huayang on the shoulder, and winked at him.
Teng Huayang knew that this was Ning Fan’s warning not to try any tricks, or the consequences would be unbearable—and even if he couldn’t keep Teng Huayang alive, Ning Fan could make him wish he were dead.
Although he appreciated that Teng Huayang was a good brother, Ning Fan was clear about the situation.
He knew when to be merciful and when to be ruthless.
After all, they were still enemies.
Ning Fan followed closely behind Teng Nan with Teng Huayang leading the way, soon arriving at the loft where Teng Zhuhai was.
Before ascending the loft, Ning Fan suddenly halted.
Teng Nan noticed his action and immediately became alert, asking, “What’s wrong?”
Teng Huayang, standing next to Ning Fan, also dared not move a muscle as he looked at the hand on his shoulder.
“I say, that brother of yours has been following us the whole way.
Is he a shadow?”
Ning Fan, pointing to a spot apparently empty, said with a chuckle.
Teng Nan’s brow furrowed, sweat trickling down his forehead.
If Ning Fan decided to act against them with Teng Huayang at this moment, they wouldn’t be able to guarantee Teng Huayang’s safety.
Thus, Teng Nan was somewhat nervous.
It was at this moment that Teng Bei walked out from behind.
It turned out he had been following Ning Fan all along, and Ning Fan had noticed him but had not revealed his presence until now.
Now that they were here, Ning Fan finally couldn’t refrain from exposing Teng Bei’s presence.
“Mr.
Ning, our old master has been waiting for a long time.
Please hurry inside!”
Teng Nan dared not mention Teng Bei’s matter and immediately changed the topic, opening the attic room door.
Why was Teng Bei hiding behind?
A simple thought would make it clear; this guy probably wanted to see if there was a chance to rescue Teng Huayang.
However, what a pity it was, Ning Fan would never give them that opportunity.
Ning Fan, who had kept Teng Huayang by his side at all times, was quite vigilant.
If there were any danger, he would leave the place with Teng Huayang.
Seeing they didn’t intend to explain, Ning Fan didn’t react, but instead sneered and looked at the two, smiling without saying a word.
At this moment, Teng Huayang was sweating profusely, cursing Teng Bei internally for pulling such a stunt at this time, effectively putting him in a difficult spot.
Staying by Ning Fan’s side, Teng Huayang was the most miserable, not knowing what to do.
Thinking of Teng Zhong and the others still locked in the dungeon, Teng Huayang didn’t think Teng Nan and Teng Bei could really deal with Ning Fan and protect him from Ning Fan’s hands.
So at this moment, Teng Huayang also worried whether Ning Fan would suddenly decide to take him out of Jiangcheng.
If that were to happen, he didn’t know when a similar opportunity would arise again.
“Forget it, let’s go inside.
It’s time to meet your father!”
Ning Fan, after thinking it over, didn’t plan to pursue the matter and directly pushed Teng Huayang into the attic room.
Inside the room, Teng Zhuhai had already been waiting for a long time.
When he saw Ning Fan, his calm eyes flickered with an unusual light.
After observing Ning Fan for a good while, he then turned his gaze to Teng Huayang.
“Please have a seat.”
Teng Zhuhai said indifferently, waving his hand with a commanding tone in his voice.
Ning Fan didn’t stand on ceremony and pulled out a chair, sitting opposite Teng Zhuhai, while Teng Huayang also obediently took a seat beside him.
“Ning Fan, I’ve long admired your reputation.
You are very impressive!”
Teng Zhuhai squinted his eyes, a gleam shining in their depths.
“I only heard about you recently, the Yunteng Family Head.
Besides this, do you have anything else you want to say to me?”
Ning Fan said with a smile, his tone full of implication.
At Ning Fan’s side, a restless Teng Huayang watched uneasily as Ning Fan and his father conversed.
Now, as Ning Fan’s hostage, he had become the bargaining chip that allowed Ning Fan to sit in front of Teng Zhuhai and engage in face-to-face dialogue.
If it weren’t for Teng Huayang in Ning Fan’s hands, Teng Zhuhai would have likely already ordered men to take action against Ning Fan, but now he didn’t dare.
Teng Huayang was his son and the future Yunteng Family Head, so whether it was familial affection or the interests of the clan, Teng Zhuhai must prioritize Teng Huayang’s safety first.
“Actually, I want to ask you, why did you dare to come here in person with my son?
Aren’t you afraid of dying here?”
Teng Zhuhai asked with a steady voice, showing no hint of whether he was happy or angry.
Ning Fan smiled broadly, “Aren’t you worried about your son’s life and death?”