?49: Chapter 049: If You Want to Know Why, King Yan Will Tell You 49: Chapter 049: If You Want to Know Why, King Yan Will Tell You Ning Fan’s short sword had already plunged into his body, blood spurting out, yet his figure still stood.

    “Ah…

    Ning Fan, why are you so foolish!”

    Xu Xiaoqing and Xu Ruolan almost shouted out at the same time.

    The two of them watched the short sword pierce into Ning Fan’s body, their hearts aching profoundly.

    Faced with this scene, Xu Ruolan’s heart was torn to shreds. Sёar?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Ning Fan was neither kin nor kith to them, yet he had saved her more than once, and now, he was taking his own life because of them.

    And he really did take his own life!

    Xu Ruolan felt a wave of weakness and stared at Ning Fan, dumbfounded.

    She hoped it was just an illusion, how could anyone be so foolish?

    To choose to kill oneself for the life of another?

    But it was real, that short sword thrust straight into his chest…

    she wished more that the sword was in her own chest.

    That way, Ning Fan would have had the chance to avenge them, Xu Ruolan said, “What you did is not worth it at all.”

    Xu Xiaoqing struggled even harder to break free from the other’s restraint, crying out in devastating sorrow.

    “Idiot, stinky fool, how can you be so foolish?”

    Her tears fell down ceaselessly, heartbroken for Ning Fan’s death, feeling it was undeserved and pitiful.

    “Fool, don’t scare me…

    you won’t die, right?”

    But seeing this scene, she didn’t believe for a second that Ning Fan could still be alive; the short sword had pierced his heart, how could he possibly survive?

    After Ning Fan stabbed in the short sword, his complexion was pale; he looked coldly at the unhealthy youth, his gaze making the unhealthy youth tremble slightly.

    “Can you let them go now?”

    Liu Sanjian was somewhat stunned, nodding subconsciously, “I…

    I will let them go.”

    Upon hearing this, Ning Fan fell with a thud, collapsing to the ground, motionless.

    The unhealthy youth, Liu Sanjian, upon seeing this, came over for a closer inspection before he finally relaxed.

    He coldly looked at Ning Fan’s body, then sneered, “I never thought that the so-called ‘Ninth Master’ would be so easy to take down, dying for the sake of two women—such a pity.”

    Even Liu Sanjian felt a bit dazed; the Ninth Master’s reputation was widespread in Jianghu, known as a fierce character.

    Yet here, the Ninth Master had actually taken his own life over two women, which was truly laughable!

    Hong Yaoyao and Hun Tianlei were stunned, Hun Tianlei muttering, “The Ninth Master…

    such a strong man, just died like this?”

    Liu Sanjian laughed sinisterly, looking at the two women and saying, “It seems the Ninth Master really cared about you; now that he’s dead, what else is there to worry about?”

    “Take the two Misses of the Xu Family back.”

    Liu Sanjian turned and threw the two women to Hong Yaoyao, instructing her to take them away.

    “You scoundrel, let us go, you deceitful liar!” Xu Xiaoqing roared furiously.

    Xu Ruolan looked coldly at the three, well aware that Ning Fan’s suicide was not going to save them.

    What a shame that Ning Fan’s life was lost and that he couldn’t avenge them!

    Liu Sanjian laughed heartily, “I was planning to let you go, but the employer and the money don’t agree.

    Two against one, I lost…

    so I have no choice but to take you with me.”

    As he said this, Liu Sanjian moved towards Hong Yaoyao, pushing the two women into the carriage.

    “Seems like the young man really valued you, willing to kill himself for your sake…

    but he was so na?ve, haha…”

    Hong Yaoyao laughed as she pushed Xu Ruolan and Xu Xiaoqing into the carriage, and seeing the two women glaring at her, she viciously slapped each of them.

    “Be careful with the hitting; don’t spoil them.

    They won’t sell well if they look bad,” Liu Sanjian said as he got into the carriage.

    Xu Xiaoqing was seething with anger, “I, Xu Xiaoqing, won’t let you off even as a ghost!”

    Liu Sanjian was in a good mood and didn’t bother with the two women.

    He simply looked over at Hun Tianlei and said, “As for his corpse, you handle it.

    Just don’t overdo it.”

    After saying this, he drove away together with Hong Yaoyao.

    Hun Tianlei watched Liu Sanjian and his companions leave, his hand constantly touching the Battle Axe, smirking to himself repeatedly.

    Just moments ago, Ning Fan had beaten him to the point where he couldn’t fight back.

    As an international professional mercenary, he felt utterly humiliated.

    His face was still seething with shame to this very moment.

    And now, Ninth Master had killed himself!

    He enjoyed mutilating a person’s body until there was nothing left intact.

    “Heh, the so-called Ninth Master is just this, huh?

    I will heap all the humiliation I’ve received on you, so you’ll know how formidable my Sky Splitting Axe really is!”

    As he spoke, he turned around to dismember Ning Fan, preferably so that his body would be torn apart by five horses to satiate his hatred.

    But when he turned back, an instant chill went from the top of his head straight to his feet; in front of him, there was nothing, and the ground was devoid of Ning Fan’s corpse.

    Ning Fan’s corpse was gone!

    His body had clearly lain there moments before, but now Ning Fan’s body was nowhere to be seen.

    “How could this be?”

    Hun Tianlei’s forehead was covered in sweat, he glanced around but could not find Ning Fan anywhere.

    “Was he thrown off the highway by the boss?”

    Hun Tianlei consoled himself and then grabbed the Battle Axe, trembling with fear, eager to leave this place.

    Just at that moment, a large hand grabbed Hun Tianlei’s neck.

    “You…

    this…

    impossible…”

    Hun Tianlei was shocked, feeling as if a demon’s hand had grabbed his neck.

    He struggled furiously to break free but it was futile.

    Then, he saw the owner of those large hands, none other than Ning Fan, the Ninth Master of Jianghu, now revived.

    His eyes were wide as he stared at Ning Fan, full of disbelief; he couldn’t fathom how a dead man could come back to life.

    How could someone run through the chest possibly live?

    Could it be that Ning Fan was a demon, or perhaps Death itself?

    Ning Fan looked at Hun Tianlei coldly, with an icy and intense gaze, “You didn’t expect this, did you?!”

    Hun Tianlei, seeing Ning Fan’s eyes, shivered all over, his expression filled with shock as he said:

    “Weren’t you already dead?

    You should be dead!”

    The grip on his neck grew stronger, and Hun Tianlei’s face turned ashen, his eyes revealing horror and fear!

    Ning Fan’s gaze was eerie, cold, and fierce.

    “Want to know why?”

    Hun Tianlei didn’t want to know anymore; he wanted to escape from the icy demon before him.

    Forget about the Ninth Master, at this moment he just wanted to survive.

    His hands and feet were moving, struggling with all his might to free himself from Ning Fan.

    But it was all in vain, Ning Fan’s hand was like a pair of pliers, firmly in control.

    Eventually, he gave up, realizing he could never defeat the Ninth Master, resigning to despair he said, “Why?”

    Ning Fan replied indifferently, “King Yan will tell you!”

    With that said, he directly broke Hun Tianlei’s neck and casually threw it to the side.

    Hun Tianlei’s eyes, like those of a dead fish, remained wide open, unable to close.

    Ning Fan quickly bandaged his wound and looked in the direction where Liu Sanjian and Hong Yaoyao had gone.

    His expression darkened as he said, “They should be able to lead me to the mastermind behind this, right?”

    He then no longer stayed in the place, chasing after the departing car, moving as fleet-footed as the wind.