Me and My Cold CEO Wife Chapter 1126: 1115: The Bi Father and Son, Defeated Together

Chapter 1126: Chapter 1115: The Bi Father and Son, Defeated Together

However, Ning Fan was awe-inspiring and unyielding, his figure rising again, and that imnse aura suddenly surged to the extre.

“Hiss…”

Everyone felt a sense of pressure emanating from his form, making their faces pale and leaving them breathless, not daring to utter a sound.

Yet, this was far from over.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ning Fan descended from the sky, his legs like countless blossoming pear flowers, accompanied by waves of the Phantom, crashing down on Bi Lietu’s head.

“Oh no!”

Bi Lietu realized the severity of the situation; in terms of speed comparison, he was clearly at a disadvantage.

Moreover, the descending Ning Fan had gravitational acceleration on his side. Thus, if hit by a single strike, he definitely would not fare well.

Thinking of this, Bi Lietu wanted to perform a rolling escape to avoid the blow.

However, when Ning Fan had risen seven or eight ters, he was already descending, and at this distance, it was too late for Bi Lietu to dodge.

Just like that, his legs unambiguously struck his shoulder.

Only a “crack” sound was heard.

“Puff…”

Bi Lietu’s face turned ashen as he spat out fresh blood, flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the wall, then falling to the ground like a dead dog, struggling to support himself, and took a long ti to get up.

He looked up at Ning Fan with a darkened face, his fear mixed with deep hatred, “You little brat, you’re ruthless!”

“Heh…”

Seeing Bi Lietu’s arm sagging down, it was clear that his bones had already ruptured.

Ning Fan disdainfully curled his lips, brushed the dust off his body, and said with contempt, “Old thing, your cultivation… is a total ss!”

“You…”

Bi Lietu, in his anger, his face turned even paler, and in a fit of rage, spat out another mouthful of blood, falling to the ground as his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

“Father!”

“Grandfather!”

Bi Yanjing and Ning Xinlan, initially bandaging Bi Hongtu, were now on the brink of tears as the elderly Bi Lietu fell into unconsciousness again. They cried out and rushed over, shaking Bi Lietu’s form.

However, at this mont, Bi Lietu had already fainted, and no amount of shaking could rouse him.

“Stop shaking him; his bones have been dislocated, and his internal organs severely impacted. Best to carry him back and allow him to rest properly.”

Ning Fan shook his head, pretending to offer kind advice.

In fact, he was right; from the earlier fight, Ning Fan had already seen that Bi Lietu was rely at the Early Stage of the True Origin Realm, far from reaching the Interdiate Stage.

In other words, compared to himself, this old man was completely incomparable, with a small realm’s difference, heavy injuries and unconsciousness were expected.

However, today is the day of his elder brother’s funeral; the dead must be respected, so a minor lesson would suffice. No more deaths should occur.

Otherwise, if things escalate, what face would the Ning Family have?

“Sigh, why must it co to this?”

Only then did Ning Qiankun stand up, his gaze calm as he looked at the crowd, waving his hand, “Soone, co here.”

“What are the Family Head’s orders?”

In an instant, the servants patrolling the periphery entered the Quiet Thought Hall, clasped their fists, and bowed, ready to receive orders.

Ning Qiankun said indifferently, “Take this old one and the young one away, treat them well, we can’t let others gossip, saying our Ning Family lacks propriety.”

This statent was a double entendre, seemingly self-critical but actually ant for Bi Yanjing and Ning Xinlan, indicating that the most unruly ones were from the Bi Family.

After all, the deceased are to be respected, causing a scene at soone else’s funeral is unwise.

Ning Xinlan was young and naive, but Bi Yanjing was already a middle-aged woman, well-versed in worldly affairs and imdiately understood the implication, so she didn’t act out further, focusing on lifesaving and healing instead.

The scene fell into silence, so quiet that a needle drop could be heard.

After the servants tidied up the chaotic scene and left, the Quiet Thought Hall was left with only Ning Qiankun, Ning Qingfeng, and Ning Fan.

They exchanged glances, each harboring their own thoughts.

Ning Qiankun stroked his graying beard, his pride evident, “Fan’er, you truly did not disappoint your father. It seems you haven’t wasted these years; it’s truly remarkable.”

“Father, the third brother is too unruly, hitting the father-in-law like that. If this gets out, how will others view us, saying our Ning Family is petty and narrow-minded.”

Things had developed to this extent; Ning Qingfeng knew that if he did not fight for it now, there would be no chance later. Naturally, he continued to add fuel to the fire.

“Heh…”

Ning Fan let out a cold laugh, without even glancing at him, bowed to Ning Qiankun, “If there’s nothing else, I shall take my leave. There are many matters in the family today, I’ll help as much as I can.”

“Hmm.”

Ning Qiankun nodded, giving his tacit approval.

Just then, Ning Qingfeng’s phone rang urgently.

He hurriedly answered the call, hearing the voice on the other end, it was as if he had t his dearest. After a few whispered exchanges, he imdiately nodded, “Alright, alright, I understand. I’ll co to you guys, let’s talk after we et.”

After hanging up, he looked at Ning Fan’s departing figure, silently sneering, pondering, “Ning Fan, my wife Nalan Yanfeng has already brought people to Dragon City, the upcoming family struggle is the main event. Whether you can beco the Family Head will depend on the Nalan Family’s approval.”

However, these thoughts were buried deep in his heart, not revealed outwardly. On the surface, he still maintained a composed deanor, nodded to Ning Qiankun, “Father, today’s quite busy, I’ll go out to assist with entertaining.”

“Go on.”

Ning Qiankun gave him a complex look, waving his hand.

It wasn’t until Ning Qingfeng’s silhouette disappeared that Ning Qiankun called out, “Old Zhang, co out.”

“Yes!”

Mr. Zhang, the butler, responded from behind the screen, standing respectfully in front of Ning Qiankun, his expression solemn.

Ning Qiankun pointed at a chair, politely inviting, “You count as one of the family’s old mbers, have a seat and let’s talk.”

“Yes, Master.”

Mr. Zhang said nothing more, followed instructions, sat down and straightened up his posture.

Ning Qiankun’s gaze turned sharp as an eagle’s, speaking coldly, “Old friend, you’ve been investigating for several days now. With your abilities, it can’t be that you have no clues, so speak.”

“This…”

Mr. Zhang’s face turned pale, and he quickly stood up, trembling, “Master, pardon , it’s not that I haven’t reported truthfully, but this matter is quite weird, very strange indeed.”

“In what way strange? Speak up.”

Ning Qiankun cald himself, questioningly yet expressionlessly.

“It’s like this, many believe Ning Jianyang was killed by the third young master, yet all evidence suggests the third young master has no motive to harm the eldest young master for three reasons.”