The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 562: Dare to Lay Hands on My Master_1

Chapter 562: Chapter 562: Dare to Lay Hands on My Master_1

"If you want to see my father, come back in three days,"

Lin Yuechan’s smile deepened at the mention of calling off the engagement.

It was as if she could already see Ning Fan humiliated by her father’s rage in three days.

Ning Fan frowned slightly and spoke in a deep voice, "Fine, I’ll come back in three days. I hope Miss Lin won’t go back on her word and make this a wasted trip for me."

Although he had to wait three days, if he could resolve the engagement issue before the Celestial Forbidden Grounds’ Formation failed, he would still have time to make it there.

"Hehe, I certainly won’t go back on my word. I’m just afraid you talk a good game now but won’t have the guts to show up in three days,"

Lin Yuechan said dismissively.

Ning Fan replied calmly, "I will definitely be there in three days."

"Shuang’er, let’s go!"

After speaking, he turned and left.

Shuang’er and Huo Erba followed close behind.

"What do you bastards take this place for!"

"This is not somewhere you can come and go as you please. Stop right there!"

At this moment, the man who had been standing by Lin Yuechan’s side suddenly spoke out.

Lin Yuechan showed a look that relished in the drama unfolding, without attempting to stop the man.

This was her adopted brother, Lin Ping, raised by her father as his own son.

Shuang’er immediately stopped, turned, and looked at Lin Ping.

"If you dare call my master a swindler again, I will break your mouth!"

The Qi Refinement of the fifth layer of her Spiritual Power churned within her.

Lin Ping did not take her threat seriously and continued to mock, "What? Is what I’m saying not true? Weren’t you swindlers in the first place?"

"Swindlers should have the awareness of being swindlers. Why do you get angry when I speak the truth?"

"I’m not going to be hard on you. Just let me teach you a lesson, and I’ll let you leave."

As Lin Haifeng only had one daughter, Lin Yuechan, he treated his adopted son, Lin Ping, as his own flesh and blood.

Thanks to Lin Haifeng’s unwavering support, Lin Ping did indeed not let him down, possessing tremendous strength at a young age.

Lin Ping really considered the Lin Family his own, always looking out for their best interests.

However, he had never seen Lin Yuechan as his sister, instead harboring a strong possessiveness towards her.

Lin Yuechan was unaware of this, as she had always treated Lin Ping merely as her brother without any other thoughts.

Lin Haifeng knew even less. Lin Ping concealed his desires well, and they were invisible to others.

Ning Fan stopped, turned around, and looked at Lin Ping.

His indifferent gaze carried a hint of disdain, immediately enraging Lin Ping.

"You, a swindler, dare to look at me with such eyes!"

As he spoke, Lin Ping lunged forward, his aggressive and strong fist aimed directly at Ning Fan’s face.

"Dare to attack my master! You’re seeking death!"

Shuang’er roared angrily and immediately stepped in front of Ning Fan.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the two separated.

Shuang’er staggered back more than ten steps before she could steady herself, while Lin Ping remained firmly in place, highlighting the gap in their respective strengths.

"So young and yet so powerful; truly extraordinary,"

"It’s just a pity that the strength you’re proud of is nothing in front of me,"

Lin Ping’s face was full of mockery as he seemingly praised Shuang’er’s abilities.

Shuang’er looked extremely upset, realizing after just one exchange that she was no match for Lin Ping.

"A small punishment will suffice; there’s no need to harm anyone,"

Lin Yuechan chimed in at that moment with a light smile.

Lin Ping naturally wouldn’t object to her suggestion.

He nodded slightly and then turned to Ning Fan, speaking coldly, "Apologize immediately! Otherwise, don’t blame me if I’m not gentle!""

"If you apologize, I’ll let you leave and not pursue the matter any further!"

His eyes were full of mockery, as if he had already seen Ning Fan apologizing.

"Apologize? Why should I apologize?"

Ning Fan’s expression remained indifferent.

"Hmph, stubborn fool!"

"If you seek your own suffering, then no one else is to blame!"

Lin Ping snorted coldly and attacked Ning Fan again.

Shuang’er instinctively wanted to intervene but was stopped by Ning Fan’s hand.

"Watch closely and learn,"

"This is how you deal with someone so full of themselves,"

As Ning Fan spoke, Lin Ping had already reached him.

Just as Lin Ping’s fist was about to hit Ning Fan, Ning Fan suddenly lifted his hand and slapped Lin Ping’s chest with his palm.

"Crash!"

Lin Ping was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily against the courtyard wall before he stopped.

He clutched his chest, his face terribly pale.

That one palm had actually inflicted internal injury!

"How is this possible... I am a Half-Step Grandmaster, yet he injured me with a single palm..."

Lin Ping hastily tried to stabilize the turbulent Qi blood within him, looking at Ning Fan with an expression devoid of previous contempt and filled with solemnity and shock!

Knowing he was outmatched, Lin Ping immediately let out a long howl. The piercing howl was extremely powerful, instantly traveling a great distance.

In a few blinks, five figures assaulted from all directions with astonishing speed.