The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 203 You Are Lying_1

Chapter 203: Chapter 203 You Are Lying_1

Boom!

Within the dull thud, blood and flesh splattered.

"How dare you!"

Next to the sofa, Zhao Rongfu’s face underwent a wild change, unable to maintain his composure any longer. In a frenzy, he roared, "How dare you kill my son! How dare you kill both my sons!!!"

In a corner, Shen Weimin’s throat went dry with fright, his face deathly pale, pressing his back desperately against the wall, not daring to move.

Ning Fan kicked aside the corpse of Zhao Xinghui and walked slowly up to Zhao Rongfu, saying indifferently,

"Why shouldn’t I dare?"

"Your two sons, since they dared to make a move against me, dared to harm those by my side, then they should have been prepared to be killed by me!"

"Now, I’m merely taking revenge, justifiably so."

"Zhao Rongfu, what do you think? Do you believe my revenge is justifiable?"

After speaking, Ning Fan looked Zhao Rongfu straight in the eye, a murderous intent rising in his gaze.

"You... you... what do you want to do?"

Zhao Rongfu also sensed Ning Fan’s murderous aura, realizing something and his angry expression turned rigid.

"I’m asking you now, do you think my revenge is justified?" Ning Fan asked again.

"Justi... justified... it’s reasonable..."

Zhao Rongfu’s eyes twitched, frantically controlling the anger in his heart, forcefully returning his expression to normal.

"Then, since I’ve killed your two sons, will you seek revenge on me later?" Ning Fan continued to ask.

Inside, Zhao Rongfu was screaming madly: After today, I will mobilize the entire strength of the Zhao Family, spare no expense of all the family assets, utilize all the Zhao Family connections, just to have you killed! To kill everyone associated with you! To use your blood and flesh to pay respects to my two sons!

But while he screamed wildly inside, his face showed pain, helplessness, and defeat as he said in a heavy voice, "Ning Fan, my two sons brought this upon themselves. They sought their own death. So, I will not seek revenge on you."

Zhao Rongfu was no fool. The murderous intent exuding from Ning Fan was palpable, how could he not feel it?

But the situation was stronger than the man, he had to swallow his pride and soften his stance now!

As long as Ning Fan left, once Zhao Rongfu regained his strength and tapped into the vast power of the Zhao Family, even if Ning Fan was a powerful Grandmaster, Zhao Rongfu had no less than ten ways to deal with him!

"Really? You really won’t seek revenge on me?" Ning Fan looked into Zhao Rongfu’s eyes, asking a third time.

"Really, you can rest assured, Ning Fan. My word, Zhao Rongfu, is my bond. I absolutely will not seek revenge again. Let our grievances be erased here and now!" Zhao Rongfu declared definitively.

"I don’t believe you."

The next second, Ning Fan shook his head lightly and raised his hand, striking down on Zhao Rongfu’s chest with his palm.

Spiritual Power erupted!

Boom!

A single explosive sound, and Zhao Rongfu’s chest caved in more than three inches, blood gushing wildly from his mouth and nose, his life force rapidly draining from his body.

"You... you..." Zhao Rongfu looked down at the indentation in his chest in horror, then looked up at Ning Fan, lamenting, "Why... why are you so ruthless..."

"Because your eyes told me you were lying."

Ning Fan’s face was devoid of emotion.

He had seen through Zhao Rongfu’s pretense at once.

A potential future threat could not be left behind!

"You damn... bastard... I will kill... you..."

After Zhao Rongfu uttered his last words, his world turned dark. He toppled to the ground, motionless.

The Family Head of the affluent Zhao Family in River City, Zhao Rongfu, was thus dead!

As a once formidable figure, Zhao Rongfu could never have imagined that he would die in such a manner—his death so sudden!

"The young master is dead!"

"The master is dead!"

"Run for your lives! A maniac has killed everyone!"

Outside, cries of terror rose one after another—it was the sound of the Zhao Family’s servants.

The Zhao Family servants, upon discovering the deaths of Zhao Rongfu and Zhao Xinghui, as well as several Patrons, scattered like birds and beasts.

"Now, my grievances with the Zhao Family should be completely settled. As for the remaining Zhao Family members, they should take care of themselves."

Ning Fan spoke as if to himself, though his voice was soft, it carried throughout the entire Zhao Family Villa with the help of Spiritual Power.

He was not a murderous fiend, thus he had no intention of killing all the members of the Zhao Family.

As long as the remaining members of the Zhao Family knew fear and did not provoke him further, that was enough.

Then, Ning Fan’s gaze swept over Shen Weimin, who was trembling in the corner, and he said indifferently, "You wouldn’t think of seeking revenge on behalf of the Zhao Family, would you?"

"No, no, no, definitely not! Mr. Ning, my relationship with Zhao Rongfu was just superficial. I will definitely not seek revenge for him! I, I, I haven’t seen anything today! I haven’t seen anything! Mr. Ning, please, don’t kill me!"

Shen Weimin’s babbling was panicked, his head shaking like a rattle drum.

"Alright, I believe you."

Ning Fan nodded, took a deep look at him, and then turned and walked out of the villa, vanishing without a trace.

As soon as Ning Fan left, Shen Weimin immediately took to his heels in a frenzy, afraid that a second’s delay might cause Ning Fan to come back for him.

Long after everyone had gone, a young woman, trembling all over, silently made her way down from the second floor where she had been hiding.

Looking at the devastation, the corpses scattered on the ground, she bit her lip until it bled, spitting out two words: "Ning... Fan!"

...

After leaving the villa, Ning Fan had intended to rush back to River City, but on second thought, River City was now safe. Since he had come to the provincial city, why not visit Xu Yourong?

With that thought, Ning Fan’s longing for Xu Yourong spread like wild grass, wildly occupying his entire chest.