163: Chapter 163: The Fang Guild Behind Long Tianze 163: Chapter 163: The Fang Guild Behind Long Tianze “How can you speak to Long Yao in that manner?
Mind your attitude and don’t freaking think you can act wildly just because you’re ‘Nine Master’ in front of our Long Yao!”
A subordinate, unable to restrain his anger, harshly scolded Ning Fan.
“Hey, why so rude?
This is the famous Nine Master from Jianghu.
Speak respectfully.”
Long Tianze, with a smile, reprimanded his subordinate.
It seemed like a reprimand on the surface, but his ambiguous attitude said a lot.
Long Zhixin loudly scoffed, disdainfully saying, “What Nine Master nonsense!
In front of our Su City Dragon Gate Martial Arts School, he’s nothing noteworthy!”
He was always hot-tempered, and his words immediately plunged the already chilly atmosphere into freezing point!
Ning Fan’s eyes slightly narrowed, his chopsticks paused momentarily, then he continued picking up lettuce into the hot pot, scooping it up hot, and ate it.
On the surface, he seemed indifferent to the behavior of Long Tianze’s subordinate, but deep inside, he was carefully calculating.
This Long Tianze is the backbone of the Su City Dragon Gate Martial Arts School, extremely powerful.
In Su City, his influence is unmatched.
This is why, ever since killing Xu Second Master, Ning Fan had not had a direct confrontation with Dragon Gate Martial Arts School.
Of course, if it were just the influence of Dragon Gate Martial Arts School, it might not have been enough to cause Ning Fan such concern.
The bigger issue was the backing behind Long Tianze, which is North Africa’s top-ranked Fang Guild!
The power of the Fang Guild is not inferior to the Phantom Guild; it’s one of the most powerful organizations in North Africa, always neck and neck with the Phantom Guild.
As for the president of the Fang Guild, he is hailed as the King of North Africa, a title that ranks alongside Ning Fan’s nickname, Phantom Asura!
As a famous mercenary group, when the Fang Guild really goes crazy, there aren’t many who dare to stand in their way.
This is also why Ning Fan deeply cared about the motive behind Long Tianze’s visit to the hospital to see Wang Gang!
Of course, Ning Fan wasn’t afraid of the Fang, but for now, his objective was the Nine Souls Jade and he didn’t want any conflict with the Fang Guild.
After a long silence, Long Tianze was the first to speak.
He was not truly there to join Ning Fan for hot pot, even though it seemed Ning Fan was quite pleased with the restaurant and was enjoying his meal heartily.
“Xu Second Master was just a small fry, his death is of no concern to me.
I just want to remind you, Nine Master, such action might be a bit against the rules, and moreover, he was a spy I had placed.
Don’t you think you owe me, Long someone, an apology?”
Long Tianze rotated his jade ring on his finger, smiled slightly, and said.
“Really?
I wasn’t aware of that situation, so what do you suggest?”
With a serene, unaffected smile on his face, Ning Fan continued to casually pick food with his chopsticks, apparently not taking Long Tianze’s words seriously at all.
Long Tianze was already very frustrated inside; after all, he was the actual helmsman of Dragon Gate Martial Arts School.
He had specially come out this time to invite Nine Master, yet he was being ignored, which was quite face-losing for him.
“I believe Nine Master isn’t someone who likes to beat around the bush, so I’ll just say it straight, as long as you leave the Xu Corporation, killing Xu Second Master and disrupting my plans, I can overlook your past actions, how about that?”
Long Tianze slightly narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
Although he wasn’t particularly fearful of Ning Fan’s reputation, he certainly preferred making more friends and fewer enemies.
After all, given Ning Fan’s strength, if he really intended to sabotage his plans, it would undoubtedly cause him a great deal of trouble.
Ning Fan noncommittally nodded, dropped some tripe into the hotpot, and while cooking it, said, “Eat, don’t be shy Lord Long.
How come you’re not using your chopsticks?
Does the taste of this hotpot not suit your palate?”
While eating, Ning Fan laughed and said, “I actually quite like the ingredients at this place.
Looks like I can come here often in the future.”
Long Tianze frowned slightly.
Although he said nothing, his impatience was clearly written all over his face.
Long Zhixin, who had been irked by Ning Fan for a while and had just suffered a minor defeat under his hands, could no longer hold back.
He burst out shouting and slammed his hand on the table, yelling, “Our Lord Long is speaking to you, did you hear that, or are you deaf?”
Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, a hint of a chill flashing in his eyes, ignored Long Zhixin, and while eating the tripe in his bowl, chuckled and said, “You know, the art of eating hotpot is all about timing.
The ingredients lose their distinct flavors if they boil too long.
Are you sure you don’t want to try some, Lord Long?”
Long Tianze still wore a pleasant smile on his face, but the knuckles of the hand gripping the Bible were starting to turn white.
He was furious!
“How dare you!
Do you think our Lord Long came here just to have hotpot with you?
You’re courting death!”
Seeing Ning Fan’s nonchalant demeanor, Long Zhixin flew into a rage.
He swung his hand toward Ning Fan’s head—a blow that would have caused a concussion even if Ning Fan had a head made of metal!
However, just as Long Zhixin’s palm was enlarging in Ning Fan’s eyes, Ning Fan suddenly moved!
A glint of cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a slight twitch of his wrist and head, he swiftly dodged Long Zhixin’s palm, and then, faster than lightning, pressed Long Zhixin’s palm down on the table with a slap.
Then, with the swift movement of his chopsticks, there was a piercing sound!
The sharp chopsticks harshly penetrated the back of Long Zhixin’s hand, causing a stream of blood to spurt out!
“Ah!”
A scream echoed through the hotpot restaurant!
Ning Fan smiled faintly at Long Tianze, picked up a napkin from the table to wipe the blood splattered on his fingers, and said smiling, “It was really too noisy.
I hope you don’t mind me disciplining your subordinate a bit, Lord Long.”
The restaurant staff, already suspicious of the two men’s identities, were so frightened by this sudden turn of events that they screamed and grabbed the phone to call the police.
Long Tianze frowned slightly and gave Long Yao a look.
“Keep calm, act as if you saw nothing, or else, the thing in my hand will get angry,” he said.
Long Yao looked at the restaurant manager and sneered, holding a gleaming dagger in his right palm.
With a chopstick impaling his palm, causing agonizing pain, as if shooting through the heart—the usually stoic Long Zhixin couldn’t help but burst out cursing, “What kind of crap is this Ning Fan, Lord Long, just give the word and I’ll screw his head off and kick it around like a ball!”
More nasty insults followed.
Ning Fan frowned slightly, but still maintained a warm smile on his face, looking at Long Tianze and slowly said, “Lord Long, your subordinate is really noisy, I truly wonder how you can eat in such an environment.
Maybe I should add something to your meal?”
No sooner had he spoken than Ning Fan’s expression turned stern.
He grabbed a meat cleaver from the table and, right in front of Long Tianze, promptly chopped off one of Long Zhixin’s fingers!