Zhang Fan suddenly made his move, disabling Qi Jun with a single finger, which surprised Qin Luoshui, Xu Youran, and the others.
In their eyes, Zhang Fan was not a ruthless person, and their conflict with Qi Jun had not reached this point. This attack was bound to forge an irreconcilable enmity between Zhang Fan and the Qi family, which did not seem like Zhang Fan's usual style.
If it were anyone else, Zhang Fan would not have been so severe. However, when it came to Qi Jun, it was a different story.
They were unaware that in his previous life, Zhang Fan had a significant grudge against this young master of the Qi family.
In his past life, Qi Jun had thrown Zhang Fan down Kunlong Mountain. Did Zhang Fan hate him?
Of course, he did. But after a thousand years of cultivation in his previous life, Zhang Fan had come to understand that such an incident could not be entirely blamed on Qi Jun; he could only blame himself for being too weak at the time.
Without the corresponding strength, he still pursued things beyond his capacity. Ultimately, even if it wasn't Qi Jun who threw him down Kunlong Mountain, someone else would have stepped in to deal with Zhang Fan.
Now, facing Qi Jun, Zhang Fan harbored no hatred. If he did, Zhang Fan would not have waited until this encounter to disable Qi Jun; he would have stormed the Qi family mansion long ago.
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"Despair?"
There was no need to ask. Qi Jun was indeed filled with despair. As the young master of the Qi family, the son of one of China's most prominent families, he had grown up with a silver spoon in his mouth.
At all times, he was the center of attention, the focus of any crowd. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
Not only was he kicked out of the Dark Group he had longed for in front of everyone, but his internal energy, cultivated for over a decade, was also crippled. Feeling the weakness of his body, Qi Jun wished he could die.
"Lei Luo, are you just going to let him commit murder without stopping him? If my grandfather finds out, he will never let you off." Qi Jun glared fiercely at Lei Luo, hoping for an explanation.
Hearing Qi Jun's words, Lei Luo couldn't help but let out a wry smile. He hadn't expected Zhang Fan to be so swift and decisive, attacking without any warning and turning Qi Jun into a cripple in an instant, leaving him no chance to intervene.
Although Qi Jun's strength was not remarkable, the Qi family behind him was something Lei Luo greatly respected, especially the Qi family patriarch, whose prestige and position in the military were beyond compare to that of ordinary generals; he was a figure of the founding generation.
He was about to explain the Qi family's background to Zhang Fan, but seeing Zhang Fan's indifferent expression, he felt a slight tightening in his chest and ultimately said nothing.
The Qi family might be a force that even their leader of the Heavenly Group had to consider, but in the eyes of their instructor Zhang, they might not amount to much.
"As expected of someone who can slaughter even divine beings. A casual flick of his finger emitting energy would instantly incapacitate even me, perhaps?"
Thinking of the finger strike Zhang Fan had casually unleashed, Lei Luo couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Then he turned to Qi Jun and said, "Qi Jun, I advise you to let this matter rest here. Otherwise, your Qi family will be the one to suffer."
"Let it rest? Impossible!"
Qi Jun, supported by his companions, had a slight redness in his eyes. He stared at Zhang Fan and said in a low voice, "Perhaps your strength is immense, but I refuse to believe everyone around you possesses your power. Offend my Qi family, and you will face our family's furious retribution!"
"Are you threatening me?" Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and stared at Qi Jun.
"This is not a threat, but a notification. You will pay the price for your actions!" Qi Jun said coldly.
"Heh heh, this is interesting. Since I'm free in Yanjing recently, why not play with your Qi family then?" Zhang Fan smiled casually, completely unconcerned by Qi Jun's words, appearing rather expectant. 138 Reading Net.
Seeing this, Lei Luo sighed inwardly. The situation had ultimately developed in a direction he did not wish to see.
"Let's go." Looking at Zhang Fan's nonchalant demeanor, Qi Jun became even more enraged. However, he knew that in terms of martial strength, he had no advantage. Staying would only lead to further disadvantage, so it was better to withdraw as soon as possible.
Seeing Qi Jun leave, Zhang Fan did not stop them, allowing them to disappear from his sight.
"Instructor Zhang, if there's nothing else, I'll return to the Dark Group now." Once Qi Jun had left, Lei Luo turned to Zhang Fan and said.
"Go ahead." Zhang Fan nodded and waved his hand casually.
Lei Luo bowed slightly to Zhang Fan before turning to leave. The events that had transpired here might cause quite a stir, and he needed to report back to the Dark Group immediately to inform the leaders.
With Lei Luo and Qi Jun's departure, only Zhang Fan's table remained on the second floor of the Nine Dragon Restaurant. As Zhang Fan sat down, everyone's gaze focused on him.
"Third brother, you're amazing!" Geng Lesheng was the first to speak, his gaze filled with admiration for Zhang Fan.
Although many past events had led him to realize Zhang Fan's extraordinary status, its revelation still astonished him.
While the Geng family was not a top-tier prominent family in Yanjing, they were considered a wealthy clan by ordinary people. Geng Lesheng had also heard of the Dark Group.
It was said that everyone in it was exceptionally formidable, individuals capable of fighting a group of elite special forces soldiers. He never imagined that Zhang Fan would be an instructor there; what level of heaven-defying combat power must he possess?
At the same time, Geng Lesheng understood why Zhang Fan could train an ordinary person like him into a fighter capable of taking on a hundred enemies in less than a year.
Facing Geng Lesheng's exclamation, Zhang Fan smiled faintly and said nothing more, instead turning his gaze to Qi Wenxuan. "Fourth brother, I didn't expect you to be a young master of the Qi family. You've been hiding quite deeply."
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, everyone couldn't help but give Zhang Fan a helpless look. If anyone was to talk about hiding deeply, who could compare to him?
However, they didn't dwell on this matter and instead turned their attention to Qi Wenxuan. The Qi family was one of the four most prominent families in Yanjing, and it was indeed surprising that their young master was so low-key.
Upon hearing Zhang Fan's words and feeling everyone's gaze, Qi Wenxuan couldn't help but let out a wry smile and rub his nose. "I was expelled from the Qi family long ago. I'm no longer a young master."
"Your father is the late Second Master Qi of the Qi family, Qi Kangbo?" Qin Luoshui suddenly asked.
"Yes." Qi Wenxuan was not surprised that Qin Luoshui could guess his father's identity. After all, as the eldest daughter of the Qin family, it was normal for her to know such things.
"No wonder..." Qin Luoshui nodded thoughtfully.
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