The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 849: Ning Fan! Are You Declaring War on the Ning Family?

Chapter 849: Chapter 849: Ning Fan! Are You Declaring War on the Ning Family?

"I don’t want to waste any more time."

Ning Fan shook his head and strode towards him, his gaze disdainful.

"Tell me, the secrets of the tower, and what happened to my father back then."

"What exactly happened?"

Seeing this, the surrounding members of the Ning Family erupted in outrage.

"You scoundrel, what kind of attitude is that!"

"That’s right, he is the Family Head!"

"Kneel down and apologize at once!"

Hearing the crowd’s condemnation, Ning Fan narrowed his eyes, and his aura grew even colder.

"Kneel and apologize? What a joke!"

He stepped forward, reached out abruptly, and seized Ning Caiwen by the neck, his gaze icy as he spoke, "Ning Caiwen, don’t blame me for not giving you a chance. Speak now about what happened back then, and I might spare your life!"

Instantly, Ning Caiwen found it hard to breathe, his eyes wide with terror as he stared at Ning Fan, "You, you dare to lay hands on me? My Ning Family will never coexist under the same sky as you!"

"Ha, since yesterday, you’ve been testing my attitude continuously and kept many things hidden from me," Ning Fan said with a cold laugh, "Moreover, even if your Ning Family and I cannot coexist under the same sky, do you think I would take this matter to heart?"

If it wasn’t for the fact that he deemed it unnecessary, Ning Fan could even wage war against The Greatest Eight simultaneously.

It’s just that would make things much more serious.

"Where is the Patron!"

Following Ning Caiwen’s furious roar, dozens of Patrons rushed out from the villa, encircling Ning Fan completely.

"Ning Fan, I admit you are very strong, but I will never allow your strength to become a weapon in the hands of others!"

"If I cannot have you, then I will destroy you!"

"After your battle with the three Transcendent Realm experts, you must have also suffered significant injuries. Right now, you definitely don’t have the strength to deal with these Patrons!"

Ning Caiwen was quite confident, feeling his analysis was not wrong.

As a Patriarch of the Prominent Family, he did have some discernment, after all.

However, against all expectations, Ning Fan merely glanced at him coldly, then let go of his hand and walked towards the Patrons.

"Boy, surrender quickly! We’ll spare your life!"

"Don’t make us act, lest you end up dead and obliterated!"

"That’s right, just give up gracefully!"

The Patrons were full of confidence, taunting Ning Fan.

Ning Fan looked around at the crowd, shook his head, and said indifferently, "You’re not qualified enough for that."

The next moment, he forcefully stimulated the Spiritual Power within his body, and robust Spiritual Power fists formed instantly around him, smashing towards the Patrons.

"I’m on it!"

One Patron snorted coldly and leaped forward, determined to clash head-on with Ning Fan.

Bang!

The Spiritual Power fist, with unrivaled force, smashed harshly onto that Patron.

In the next instant, the Patron was sent flying like a released sword, crashing heavily to the ground.

Boom!

In an instant, dust scattered everywhere, blocking everyone’s vision.

The Patrons wore expressions of sheer terror, staring at Ning Fan incredulously.

Had this kid just defeated one of the Ning Family’s top Patrons with a single punch?

"Damn it! Attack together!"

"Don’t give this kid a chance to strike!"

"He’s too powerful! We must obliterate him!"

The remaining Patrons rushed forward, hoping to suppress Ning Fan with their numerical advantage.

"Everyone, back off!"

Ning Fan roared and soared into the air, his form nearly turning into a phantom as he weaved through the Patrons.

Bang Bang Bang!

With each appearance, he would knock another Patron to the ground.

In hardly any time at all, all the Patrons were downed.

Each one was pallid, nearly all having lost their ability to fight.

"This..."

"Is this guy really that formidable?"

"Damn it... Does he still have such strength?"

Apart from Ning Caiwen, the other members of the Ning Family had never seen Ning Fan’s strength.

So at this moment, seeing Ning Fan take action, they were all stunned speechless, unable to close their mouths in disbelief.

"Ning Fan! Are you trying to wage a war against the Ning Family?"

Ning Caiwen glared, his eyes bulging with disbelief as he bellowed furiously.

However, Ning Fan did not continue his assault but instead walked over to his side, starting coldly, "I don’t want to start a war, so in order to avoid one, you will tell me right now what exactly happened back then, otherwise, I find it hard to guarantee I won’t do anything else."

Facing Ning Fan’s threat, Ning Caiwen was drenched in sweat, his face pale, and somewhat at a loss.

The best course of action now was to tell Ning Fan about that year’s events.

But the problem was that the events from that year... were somewhat difficult to speak of.

"Ning Fan, what happened back then wasn’t what you think... Ahhhhh!"

Ning Caiwen intended to play for time, but before he could finish speaking, Ning Fan formed a Spirit Short Sword and abruptly thrust it into his thigh.

In a flash, blood splattered everywhere.

Having led a pampered life since birth, Ning Caiwen had never suffered much hardship.

Unable to endure the agonizing pain, he collapsed to the ground, screaming continuously.

"I’ve said it, I don’t want to waste time."

Ning Fan’s gaze was ice-cold, with a torrent of killing intent springing from the depths of his eyes, his grip on the Spirit Short Sword slowly twisting.

As he twisted the blade, the wound kept widening, and Ning Caiwen was sweating profusely from the excruciating pain.