The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1143: Pan Ting Appears in Kunlun

Chapter 1143: Chapter 1143: Pan Ting Appears in Kunlun

While Ning Fan was dedicated to mastering his Spiritual Technique, an unexpected person appeared in Kunlun.

In a secluded mountain range, a modest sect entrance stood at the mountain’s base.

Compared to other sect entrances, this one seemed less grand, but it was filled with a sinister aura.

Not far from the sect entrance was a village.

The village had a considerable number of people, but oddly, they were all men.

Pan Ting, Ning Fan’s ex-girlfriend, was also living in the village at that time.

"Damn it, if it weren’t for Ning Fan, how could I have ended up in such a plight!"

Pan Ting squatted by a pond in the backyard, vigorously scrubbing clothes with her hands.

After being taught a lesson by Ning Fan, she had almost died in the wilderness.

But a mysterious woman took a liking to her and unexpectedly brought her into Kunlun.

Together with her parents, Pan Dajiang and Ma Xiulian, they were all taken into Kunlun.

They thought this could be the beginning of good days, but after that woman abandoned them in the village, there was no more news from her.

Having stayed in the village for less than a week, a disciple claiming to be from the Hehuan Sect came and informed them that they now served as lowly servants of the Hehuan Sect.

Their duties were to wash the sect’s clothes and perform various other menial tasks.

Although Pan Ting was an ordinary person in the past, she had managed to get by using her beauty among various men and had never done such lowly work.

Suddenly having to do such tasks, she complained incessantly and took a long time to adapt.

Next to her, Pan Dajiang and Ma Xiulian sat together, both looking troubled.

"Husband, do you think we might die here?" Ma Xiulian asked worriedly as she also washed clothes.

Pan Dajiang sighed, "I told you before, not to provoke Ning Fan. You wouldn’t listen, and now look what has become of us."

"Bullshit! It’s all because of Ning Fan! Otherwise, how could we have ended up like this!" Pan Ting gritted her teeth venomously, her eyes filled with deep resentment, "Just let me encounter him again, and I will definitely kill him!"

Just then, a few middle-aged men swaggered into the house and threw several basins on the ground, filled with dirty clothes.

"Here’s today’s load, get them all washed."

Pan Dajiang checked and frowned, "Why is there so much more than the last few days?"

"Isn’t this also including your share?" Pan Ting immediately spotted the issue and shouted sharply, "Bastards, take your own chores back!"

The leading middle-aged man scoffed, "What? You’re not happy to help? Seems you don’t appreciate kindness until you’re taught a lesson."

With that, the middle-aged man kicked Pan Dajiang to the ground while the other robust men rushed up and began beating him.

"Stop, please don’t hit my husband!"

Ma Xiulian tried to rush forward to protect Pan Dajiang but was also kicked down and greeted with a flurry of punches.

Pan Ting bit her molars hard, staring intently at the middle-aged men. Suddenly, a sweet smile spread across her face.

"Big brother, why not talk this over nicely? Why resort to violence? Let’s talk inside the room."

Pan Ting walked up and linked her arm through that of the middle-aged man.

A smirk of triumph flashed across the man’s eyes as he laughed joyously, "Alright, alright, you respect me, little girl, so I’ll respect you and go inside to talk. You two, take good care of these two."

Following that, the two entered the room...

Pan Dajiang and Ma Xiulian, under the supervision of the two men, sat in the courtyard, knowing all too well what was happening inside, but could only sit tremblingly, not daring to say much.

About half an hour later, the middle-aged man emerged from the room, looking refreshed, and waved his hand at them: "We’re leaving."

Once the three were gone, Pan Dajiang and Ma Xiulian hurried back into the room.

Pan Ting sat calmly on the bed, slowly putting on her coat, showing no signs of sorrow or joy.

"Daughter, are you alright?" Ma Xiulian asked cautiously.

Pan Ting shook her head, "Don’t worry, Mom, I’m fine. It’s just serving men, which isn’t new to me."

Yet, her eyes were brimming with intense hatred, as if she wanted to devour those who wronged her.

"What disgusts me is that Pan Ting, of all people, would end up serving such men! This is utterly humiliating!"

"Ning Fan, if it weren’t for you, I’d already be living a comfortable and pampered life of a wealthy lady by now! How could I have ended up like this!"

"I hate you!"

...

Abruptly, Ning Fan woke from his cultivation, surrounded by everyone rushing over.

"Sect Master, how are you feeling now?"

"Sect Master, are you alright?"

"Do you feel anything different?"

Everyone looked deeply concerned, even those from Miao Si who had previously harbored thoughts of revenge seemed more earnest than Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng and others.

For they had witnessed how Ning Fan had earned the recognition of the Four Symbols and completely won他们的服服帖帖.