Ten minutes ago, Ning Fan was indeed discussing the upcoming training issues with Xu Jiang and the others.
But just as everyone was expressing their own ideas, Ning Fan suddenly became distracted.
Then, he asked everyone to continue the discussion, saying that he had something urgent to do.
After leaving early, Ning Fan went straight out of Jinfeng City and rushed to where he was now.
He didn't receive any calls.
However, he could feel that someone had made an invitation to him.
It's a wonderful feeling.
It's like a special kind of telepathy.
This was a feeling he had never experienced before.
In this strange state, Ning Fan quickly came up with a guess.
The other party might be a powerful person with the strength of the Eight Desolations.
This is the resonance between the eight wildernesses.
At this moment, Ning Fan became more and more certain of his guess.
Because that feeling has begun to become stronger and stronger.
He knew that the one with the same strength as himself...
No, to be precise, it was someone at the same level who was approaching him at high speed.
About five minutes later.
Ning Fan finally saw the person who invited him.
The way the other party appeared was not exaggerated.
In the woods not far away, a figure slowly walked towards Ning Fan.
He is not very tall, but has a rather upright figure.
After getting closer, Ning Fan could see the other person's appearance clearly.
The man was wearing a coarse linen suit, and his graying crew cut made him look very capable. The wrinkles on his face were enough to show that he was quite old.
Ning Fan did not show any vigilance.
The fact that the other party took the initiative to "invite" Ning Fan before arriving in Jinfeng City shows that he did not bother to launch a sneak attack and had given up the opportunity to catch Ning Fan off guard.
In that case, Ning Fan will be a gentleman with him.
When the other party was less than fifteen meters in front of Ning Fan, he finally stopped.
"The...king of the lower city?"
The other party spoke.
The voice is quite deep and there is no trace of old age.
Ning Fan smiled: "My name is Ning Fan."
"Zhuo Jiunian, did you kill him?"
When this question was asked, his identity was immediately revealed.
Bahuang, the old man, mentioned Zhuo Jiunian.
Apart from the Sword God that Zhuo Jiunian mentioned before his death, Ning Fan couldn't think of anyone else.
"Since you came to me, it means you have already determined the answer."
Ning Fan smiled faintly and said, "It seems pointless to ask such a question."
The old man stared at Ning Fan for a moment, his eyes showing no emotion, calm to the point of being indifferent.
"Zhuo Jiunian is my friend."
The old man finally spoke again: "And you killed him."
Ning Fan still didn't sense any killing intent.
"Old man, you don't look like you're here for revenge."
The old man was silent.
Ning Fan continued, "If you want pure revenge, you can just come directly to Jinfeng City. Then you can kill a group of people to release the hatred in your heart."
This is not self-consolation.
In Ning Fan's view, the other party's behavior was more like a "challenge to a fight."
This is obviously not the mentality of someone who wants revenge.
"There's something different about you."
The old man's eyes finally revealed something strange: "You don't have the arrogance of a master, nor the sharpness of a superior."
In the eyes of outsiders, Ning Fan has many labels.
The strongest man in the eight wildernesses.
King of the Lower City.
The fusion of these elements naturally makes people speculate that Ning Fan might be a person with high standards.
However, Ning Fan at this moment was smiling, without any airs or showing any edge.
"No one stipulates what a master or a superior person must look like."
Ning Fan spread his hands and said, "I tend to believe that the true strong person's thinking should be... whatever I want, I will do."
“It seems that’s right.”
The old man savored Ning Fan's words for a moment.
Suddenly, he sighed again: "There is a big difference between you and Ling Mo."
Ling Mo...
Ning Fan knew that this was the mysterious and powerful Emperor of Peak City.
Judging from the tone of the old man's voice, he seemed to have some "friendship" with Ling Mo.
"Isn't it a bit hasty to compare me, a person from the Lower City, with the emperor of the Peak City and the lord of the Upper City?"
Ning Fan smiled calmly.
At present, Ning Fan is not sure what the relationship between this old man Bahuang and Ling Mo is.
Under such circumstances, it is important to first explore the other party's attitude.
But the good news is that given the old man's current condition, it doesn't seem like he's going to cause trouble.
After all, the other party is also Bahuang.
If a real fight breaks out, no one can say that they have a 100% chance of winning.
"That's a bit self-deprecating."
The old man said seriously, "You said Ling Mo is the master of the upper city. How can the master of a house not be able to drive outsiders out?"
Real person?
Ning Fan couldn't help but feel that the old man didn't seem to hear the sarcasm and disapproval in his words.
“Besides, compared to strength, you are also Bahuang.”
The old man added another sentence.
This made Ning Fan feel that the old man might have been practicing on Wujian Mountain for too long and was a little ignorant of worldly affairs.
However, this speculation was quickly denied by the old man.
"Ling Mo used Jiunian's death to create hatred between you and me, simply hoping to use me as a test for you."
"If I kill you, it will naturally be the best outcome for him. He won't have to suffer any loss, and he can get rid of you, a major threat to him."
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