My cultivation isn't high, and I'm also young. They all think that I relied on you, the Dongfang family, and the Sun family to defeat Ning Hongtao.
To be honest, I also feel that I still have a lot of shortcomings, but with so many brothers trusting me, I can't let them down.
Making more money for them and living a better life is what I want to do. I don't care how others evaluate me. "leaf
Fan Xian pinched the woman's hand and said, "Then you should have told me earlier. I'll help you settle such a small matter."
"Actually, it's nothing much. Any transfer of power will have a period of pain. I don't want to rely on you to solve everything for me …" Ning Zimo forced a smile.
At this moment, a man's rough voice came from outside.
"What kind of esteemed guest is this? Miss Ning, why don't you introduce us to him?"
In the corridor, a group of well-dressed men arrived. The one who spoke was a man in his fifties with a square face, thick eyebrows, and a big nose. His brows were filled with arrogance.
Surrounded by this group of people was an old man in a grey coat with white hair on his temples. He did not appear to be anything special, but the old man's eyes were unusually bright and sharp.
Little Zhao whispered into Ye Fan's ear, "Brother Fan, the person who spoke is Zhao Jingshi, the head instructor of the Bloodthirsty Hall. He is very strong.
He has been in the Ning Clan for more than twenty years and is deeply rooted, so other than the Patriarch, no one else is in his eyes. "
Ye Fan nodded, but he didn't think much of this Zhao Jingshi. He was just a martial artist at the peak of the Xiantian realm, so he could only do whatever he wanted in the underground family.
When Ning Zimo saw the person who came, she frowned and said, "Master Zhao, I am currently receiving an esteemed guest. You guys can go to the Wind Pavilion and wait for a while."
Zhao Jingshi held a string of beads in his hand, his gaze landed on Ye Fan and the group of Baphomet killers behind him, and he chuckled, "Miss Ning, are these the distinguished guests you are welcoming?
You are the future Patriarch of our Ning Family, how can you casually invite a group of unworthy people in and even sit in the best private room? "
Ning Zimo said unhappily, "Master Zhao, these are Ye Fan's friends, who are also my friends. Please show some respect."
Zhao Jingshi grinned, "Look at what they're wearing. None of their clothes add up to more than five hundred. Don't you think it's embarrassing for the Ning Family to let such a group of people sit here?"
Ning Zimo couldn't be bothered to waste words with him. She turned to the old man and said, "Grandfather, you guys must be tired from the flight. You should go to the Wind Pavilion to rest first."
The head of the family, Ning Gu, who had been silent all this time, was sizing up Ye Fan and expressionlessly said, "This young man is the Ye Fan you were talking about, right?"
"It's him." Ning Zimo nodded.
"That's right, I've long wanted to see who forced my son to death …" "I've finally met him." Ning Gu seemed to be quite appreciative.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, was very open-minded. He laughed and said, "I'm sorry, old man. Your son wants face and can't afford to lose, so I can't do anything about it."
The corner of Ning Gu's mouth twitched, "Hehe, young and arrogant. A kid like you is either stupid or truly capable. I hope you are the latter."
After saying that, Ning Gu waved his hand at Zhao Jingshi, "Old Zhao, why don't you go back? Let the young people sit here, how about it?"
The old man's words were very good. He wasn't giving orders, he was just asking, "How is it?" The meaning was very simple. If Zhao Jingshi wasn't willing to let him go, then he could do whatever he wanted.
When Zhao Jingshi heard this, he laughed and said, "Patriarch, I'm willing, but the other old brothers aren't willing either. What's going on? We came all the way from Chuan Province and have long heard that this young miss' Purple Leaf Tea House can enjoy tea and the lake. How can we give this best private room to a bunch of country bumpkins?"
The few backbone members of the Ning Family and the Bloodthirsty Hall also started to clamor, expressing their dissatisfaction and supporting Zhao Jingshi.
"Zhao Jingshi!" I won't allow you to say that about Ye Fan's friends, you better keep your mouth clean! "Ning Xuemo's eyes revealed a cold glint.
"Haha, Miss Ning, you haven't even become the Patriarch yet, could it be that you want to execute me, Old Zhao?
I know that your boyfriend, Ye Fan, is very strong. If you want him to deal with me, then I, Old Zhao, can only admit it. "
"You …" Ning Zimo gritted her teeth in hatred as she was constantly being stabbed in the heart. However, she couldn't really let Ye Fan deal with them. That would make it seem like she was relying on men and was useless.
Fog Night stood up and said, "Sister Ning, we're fine. If your family wants to sit in this private room, we can just give it up. We can go anywhere we want."
The group of assassins also stood up. They really didn't care about this matter. They were here for Ye Fan, so they didn't really listen to what the Ning Family members said.
Ye Fan also felt that there was no need to fight for this bit of face, so he said, "It's time to eat. Let's go, I'll treat you guys to a meal. We'll come back later."
As Ye Fan spoke, he planned to leave with his men so that Ning Zimo could deal with the people from the Ning Family.
Ning Zimo felt very sorry for them, so she could only say, "Is that so? Then I'll send a car to send you out. Where are you going to eat?"
"No need, there are quite a few restaurants nearby. Ning'er, you're busy." Ye Fan said with a smile.
Once Ye Fan left, Fog Night and the other assassins all planned to follow him out.
When Zhao Jingshi and the others saw this, they all had complacent expressions on their faces. They were certain that if Ning Zimo wanted to be the Patriarch, she would have to maintain a good relationship with them.
Zhao Jingshi said, "Miss Ning, you should quickly call someone to clean it up. There's a low-grade smell in this private room. Only after cleaning it up will the Patriarch be able to sit in it."
"Zhao Jingshi, don't go too far!" Ye Fan's magnanimity is the reason why he let you, do you really think he's afraid of you?! "Ning Zimo couldn't bear to listen any longer.
"Haha, what a joke. I, Zhao, have been in the Ning Family for more than twenty years. What kind of storms and what kind of characters have I not seen?
While speaking, Zhao Jingshi happened to see a woman walking past him. She was also one of Ye Fan's "friends". He couldn't help but laugh evilly: "This girl looks pretty good, how old is she? "Where is she from?"
As Zhao Jingshi spoke, he touched the woman's lower body with one hand.
This woman was naturally one of the Elders of Baphomet, Sun Qian.
Sun Qian had originally planned to leave very calmly, but when Zhao Jingshi extended his hand, her entire temperament instantly changed!
It was as if a sharp blade had been unsheathed. A cold light suddenly flashed, and a sharp dagger appeared in Sun Qian's hand. Her body spun at high speed, and the dagger slashed out a white blade!
"Ah!"
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