Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 707: The Missing Ni Chang

Chapter 707: Chapter 707: The Missing Ni Chang

The next morning, Lin Fan was still nestled in bed, revealing his delicate fair skin.

The ringing of the phone interrupted his sweet dream.

Seeing that the call was from Dragon Emperor, he couldn’t help but smile.

"Lin Fan, you’re awake!"

As soon as the call connected, the Dragon Emperor’s anxious voice came through immediately.

Clearly, he had called personally to confirm the accuracy of the news.

"Yeah, I’ve been asleep for over half a year, it’s about time I woke up."

Lin Fan switched the phone to speaker mode and placed it on his chest.

At the same time, he wrapped his arms around the slim Lu Feifei and the soft Ning Mengyao.

"It’s good that you’re awake, it’s really good. You’ve turned danger into safety and weathered this calamity. The future will definitely be smooth sailing for you!"

Indeed, it was Lin Fan’s voice, which made the Dragon Emperor very happy: "Jiaqi has gone up the mountain to cultivate for your sake. If she knows that you’ve awakened, she will definitely be very happy. I will inform her to come down the mountain and look for you right now."

"There’s no need for that. She’s got a rare opportunity to learn medical skills not even my master or martial uncle possess. It’s better for her to continue her dedicated cultivation. There’s no need for her to travel back and forth over such a small matter for my sake."

Lin Fan spoke directly, rejecting the Dragon Emperor’s suggestion. They were all intelligent people; it was just a matter of not stating the obvious.

Upon hearing this, the Dragon Emperor’s expression froze instantly, fortunately, Lin Fan couldn’t see his face over the phone.

But he knew very well that Lin Fan was making a statement that there was no need for Zhao Jiaqi to come back.

In other words, he was deeply concerned about her abandoning him, even if he hadn’t expressed it openly.

"After all, a one in ten thousand chance is still a hope, and moreover, this news is something I’ve heard, and its authenticity is uncertain. Jiaqi was unwilling to miss any chance to save you. In her heart, she really does care about you."

With these words, the Dragon Emperor deflected all the blame onto himself, clearly not wanting Lin Fan to direct his anger at Zhao Jiaqi.

"Whether it’s true or false, as adults, who can’t tell the difference? If the Dragon Emperor you confirmed it, she would have certainly discerned it as well. In any case, the other party must be a highly competent person. Better let her learn well. Anyway, I won’t be staying in Jiangning for long, so there’s no need for her to travel back and forth anymore."

Lin Fan didn’t buy into the other party’s rhetoric. He spoke tactfully, yet his message was clear.

He didn’t need Zhao Jiaqi to come back, and even if she insisted, it was impossible for her to see him.

"Alright... alright then... we’ll talk about this matter some other time!"

The Dragon Emperor knew that his granddaughter had lost her chance to compete, which made him feel despondent.

"I’ve sent you Nangong Haoqin’s information. Please check it out. If you have any issues in the future, feel free to contact me. Even without Jiaqi, Dragon Fang is still your strongest support."

In the end, the Dragon Emperor had no choice but to hang up the phone helplessly.

The conflicted man couldn’t help but sit down dejectedly in his chair.

After all the trials and tribulations of trying to matchmake Lin Fan and Zhao Jiaqi, just as there seemed to be a glimmer of hope, this unexpected event happened.

Now Zhao Jiaqi didn’t even have the qualification to return, which was akin to all previous efforts being in vain.

As for Lin Fan, he opened the information that the Dragon Emperor sent over.

The document clearly recorded the carnage of a battle that took place decades ago in the Southern Border, as well as the rise and fall of the Nangong Family.

Looking at the various numerical records and the associated black and white photos.

The sight of tens of thousands of female corpses among the mountains of bodies and seas of blood made Ning Mengyao and Lu Feifei furrow their willow brows involuntarily.

"This guy is simply a devil. He murdered so many innocent lives just for the sake of cultivation, treating women as nothing more than sacrificial objects!"

"How can such a person be allowed to exist in the world? He should be slashed a thousand times over!"

Unlike the righteous indignation of the two women, Lin Fan was more concerned about the history of Nangong Haoqin’s rise to power.

Mysterious cultivation techniques, sudden rise, and such viciousness enduring for over two decades, none of this is a coincidence.

"Why did it take a full twenty years for the martial cultivators to join forces and execute him? With such a scum, wouldn’t it have been better to take him down earlier? Don’t you find this strange?"

Lin Fan took the cigarette offered by Lu Feifei, looking at the data on his phone.

Isn’t this timeline a bit too stretched out?

"Is it possible that it took the martial cultivators twenty years to realize? But how could such a dominant power be so slow to be known, so what you mean is... they had even greater forces backing them?"

Lu Feifei suddenly grasped the implication in Lin Fan’s words.

The rise of a power cannot be all smooth sailing, especially in the early stages, where countless larger powers would obliterate it, after all, the pie is only so big, who would allow another force to emerge on their own turf?

It’s like the rise of Sister Phoenix, relying on her once godfather, and the godfather’s support being Wang Hu from the provincial city, step by step from small to big, each step would need a bigger umbrella.

"Exactly, besides the curse masters from Woguo, I believe there must be something local supporting them, it’s just that later on, when they incited public wrath, they were abandoned as pawns, so a deeper investigation will definitely unveil more interesting matters."

Lin Fan switched off his phone, certain there must be greater forces behind Nangong Haoqin.

But what exactly they are, is probably difficult to investigate at this point, as to where they have gone, it remains unknown.

"The tone you had just now, it sounded like you’re still angry, haven’t you said that you won’t involve Zhao Jiaqi?"

Nestled in Lin Fan’s arms, Ning Mengyao asked softly.

She also noticed something amiss in his recent conversation with the Dragon Emperor.

"I’m not angry at Zhao Jiaqi, but that doesn’t mean I have to forgive the Dragon Emperor’s condescending behavior. If I’m clearly annoyed, why should I make it comfortable for him?"

Lin Fan said with a smile as he pinched Ning Mengyao’s cheek, "Besides, if I didn’t speak like that, Xu Zhi Rou certainly wouldn’t have returned so quickly."

"Zhi Rou is coming back? How do you know that?"

Ning Mengyao looked at Lin Fan with curiosity, and he just smiled.

Some things don’t need to be said.

...

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

On the battlefield, artillery roared.

The mock military exercise scene was indistinguishable from reality.

Crouching in the bushes with binoculars in hand, Xu Zhi Rou observed the command center of the blue forces.

"Everyone, brace yourselves, it’s time to end this damned exercise!"

Having identified her target, Xu Zhi Rou turned to the soldiers behind her and spoke.

This incomprehensible exercise had already lasted more than three months, and there was still no sign of it ending.

Her special operations unit was really left fighting desperately; always on the back foot, getting hit and then having recovery periods had truly exhausted them physically and mentally.

Just as she was about to issue the attack order, with the whirling sound of helicopter blades, dozens of helicopters flew low overhead.

The words coming from the loudspeakers made Xu Zhi Rou freeze.

"Red Command Center requests that the special operations unit immediately turn on their radios and return to their base... immediately return to base... immediately head back to base..."