Bi Jiuyou

Chapter 888 - 888 877 Ning Fan's Slap


888: Chapter 877: Ning Fan’s Slap 888: Chapter 877: Ning Fan’s Slap What exactly is Fei Peilie up to?


He keeps provoking this group of cannon fodder, continuously amplifying their rage.


From the moment they stepped in here, the show has been unfolding nonstop.


If Ning Fan were to describe it, he would say that this group of cannon fodder is truly pitiful.


Because they are completely clueless, mere pawns being toyed with by Fei Peilie and the likes of Teng Yun Geshang behind the scenes.


“Soon, I’ll report to Lord Teng Yun Geshang and inform him that none of you are qualified to carry out this mission!” Fei Peilie’s tone was icy as he looked at them with ill intent.


“Look at yourselves—do you really think you’re fit to undertake this mission?”


The group’s faces changed drastically.


At this point, it seemed they could barely hold back from swarming Fei Peilie to attack him.


Noticing the expression on Fei Peilie’s face, Ning Fan knew it was his cue to step in.


He wasn’t just here to help Fei Peilie regain the upper hand today; he was also here to play along and put on a good show.


Though this made him complicit, it didn’t trouble him at all.


There was no problem—when it was time to cooperate in a performance, he would give it his all!


“Fei Peilie, that’s enough.


This matter isn’t for you alone to decide whether they’re qualified or not!”


At this moment, Ning Fan suddenly stepped forward.


It was also then that they finally noticed Ning Fan standing beside Fei Peilie.


“And who the hell are you?!”


Even though Ning Fan was speaking up for them, the bearded man felt no goodwill toward him.


Fueled by Fei Peilie’s earlier provocations, his tone was hostile.


Ning Fan couldn’t help but want to roll his eyes.


Originally, he thought he could stir up some trouble for Fei Peilie, but he didn’t expect this group to completely miss their cues—they were truly hopeless…


It seemed they were destined only to die as cannon fodder.


Ning Fan now felt not even a trace of sympathy for them.


“Who am I?


And what business is it of yours?


I think Fei Peilie’s right—you lot, looking like this, think you’re qualified for this mission?


Don’t make me laugh.”


Ning Fan narrowed his eyes and spoke in a chilling tone.


An invisible pressure immediately descended upon the bearded man and his group.


At this moment, the bearded man noticed Tulip and shouted, “Tulip, what’s your deal?


Are you also with Fei Peilie and his group?!”


Tulip’s betrayal was only known to a select few, as the matter wasn’t publicized—thanks to Ning Fan’s sheltering, she hadn’t been ousted.


To those like the bearded man, her current situation remained a mystery.


Tulip simply pursed her lips and didn’t bother to respond.


However, this action only aggravated them further.


Led by the bearded man, the group began shouting once more.


“Fei Peilie, Tulip, and you—don’t think just because you’re lucky you can boss us around.


If you have the guts, go complain about us to Lord Teng Yun Geshang!


Sure, we can back out, but you better watch your backs afterward!”


Their words made not only Fei Peilie and Tulip want to laugh—even Ning Fan couldn’t help but chuckle.


Was this…


a threat?


A threat to him—a cultivator in the True Origin Realm?


Ning Fan kept his eyes narrowed and replied with an indifferent tone, “Do you think I’m unqualified?”


“Huh?” The bearded man frowned and scrutinized Ning Fan, who was unfamiliar to him.


“Wait a minute, who are you?


Never heard of you before.


Don’t tell me you’re Fei Peilie’s new boy toy!


Hahaha, I told everyone Fei Peilie likes men, didn’t I?


But no one believed me back then!”


“Hahahaha, pretty boy!


You must be new around here to dare talk to us like that!”


“Big bro, don’t waste words with them.


I’d like to see if they really have the guts to rat us out to the lord!”


“If they really dared, they wouldn’t be wasting their breath with us here.


Fei Peilie and his group are just scared of giving us a real chance!”


“Exactly!”


Their mocking words rang in Ning Fan’s ears, but his laughter only grew louder.


It was a mocking laugh—a laugh at their ignorance.


They were so oblivious, teetering on the brink of destruction without realizing it!


The false hope Fei Peilie had planted in them had thoroughly trapped them in their fantasies of future success.


Yet there was no path to redemption for them.


They would soon and willingly march to their deaths—this would be their last, insane frenzy!


They had gambled everything on this mission.


However, from the very beginning, they had been nothing more than expendable pawns, mere distractions to cover for others!


“I won’t argue with you.


But whether you’re qualified for this mission is something I’ll need to verify personally.”


Ning Fan’s voice was calm, as if he were conceding.


Seeing Ning Fan remain composed, the bearded man’s disdain for him only deepened.


Arrogantly, he sneered, “And who are you to verify us?”


A burst of laughter echoed around them!


It wasn’t until the laughter died down that Ning Fan continued, “I won’t make this difficult for you.


Let’s make it simple—you.


If you can take one attack from me, it’ll prove you’re qualified for this mission.


But if you die, well, bad luck for you.


Don’t blame me for showing no mercy!”


Ning Fan’s words once again sent the bearded man and his group into fits of laughter, as if they’d just heard the funniest joke in the world.


“You?!”


The bearded man widened his eyes, and his aura shifted dramatically.


A thick killing intent surged toward Ning Fan.


But what surprised him was Ning Fan’s reaction—he didn’t even blink.


That calm demeanor unsettled the bearded man.


Just as he was about to say something, Ning Fan cut him off, saying, “Here I come…”


“Wait—”


Before the word was fully out of his mouth, Ning Fan had already thrust a palm forward.


To everyone else, Ning Fan’s strike appeared excruciatingly slow, as though they could easily step aside to avoid it.


But curiously, the bearded man stood frozen, completely unresponsive, as the palm edged closer and closer.


He didn’t move.


Only the bearded man himself knew the terror of that strike.


Though it seemed sluggish to others, to him, it was an inevitable blow—inescapable.


Like being locked in the gaze of a ferocious beast, he found himself utterly immobilized.


To his eyes, the palm grew impossibly large, making evasion utterly impossible.


“Aaaaahhhhhhh!!!!”


The bearded man screamed as Ning Fan’s palm struck his face.


Everyone froze, staring blankly at the scene.


The entire bar fell dead silent!