Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1817 - 1818: Sooner or Later, It Has to Be Settled

On the other end of the phone ca a steady, profound man's voice.

"Hello."

Wu Jun sincerely said, "Uncle Ning, it's , Wu Jun. I have sothing to tell you, but I'm not sure if I should."

The man laughed heartily.

"Ah, Wu Jun, why be so formal with Uncle Ning? I was just having tea with your father yesterday. You're a good kid; just say whatever you need to."

Wu Jun recounted to Uncle Ning about the recent conflicts between Ning Tian and Yang Fei, finally reminding Uncle Ning.

"Anyway, I think that Su Chen classmate is soone of considerable importance. It's not a good idea for Ning Tian to offend him."

In a spacious, bright office on the 12th floor, Area A of the Silverlight Building in Yannan City, a man in his forties was pacing in the office.

This man was Ning Yuan, the head of the Ning Family.

Ning Yuan had a square face, thin lips tightly pressed together, giving off an impression of determination, with a strong military aura about him.

As he listened to Wu Jun's report over the phone, his eyebrows furrowed, and his expression beca very serious.

"In Yannan, such a powerful expert can only be found at Yinxue Tower. Right, what was that classmate's na again?"

Wu Jun took a deep breath; that na seed to carry so taboo. Even saying it, he couldn't help but lower his voice.

"He claid his na is Yang Fei."

"Yang Fei..."

Ning Yuan repeated the na, finding it sowhat familiar.

Suddenly, he shivered, recalling soone and feeling a vague sense of impending disaster.

Could the Alliance Hierarch of the Martial Arts Alliance at Yinxue Tower and that big shot behind Yalai International not be nad Yang Fei?

Ning Yuan tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart.

"Wu Jun, thank you. I'll handle this matter first and will visit the Wu Family to thank you later."

After saying this, he hastily hung up the phone and called for his brother, Ning He.

Ning He was the vice president of the Ning Corporation and also the chief steward of the Ning Family.

Through the storms of recent years, the Ning Family had weathered the challenges thanks to the joint effort of the two brothers.

A few minutes later, Ning He pushed open the door and entered, a look of panic on his face.

"Family Head, did Ning Tian really provoke that man? Are you sure it's him?"

Ning Yuan remained calm as usual.

However, Ning He, familiar with his brother, could already sense the imnse turmoil in Ning Yuan's heart from the wrinkles at the corners of his brother's eyes and the throbbing veins on his forehead.

Ning Yuan let out a deep sigh.

"I'm not completely certain yet, but there's an eighty percent chance that person is Yang Fei."

Hearing this, Ning He looked ashen, stomping his foot.

"I've used all my resources to connect with Yalai International. The second phase of the project in Martial God City is just within reach."

"But if Little Ning provokes that person now, I fear..."

Ning He couldn't continue further.

Ning Yuan let out a long sigh, gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind.

"Our Ning Family has finally established ties with Yalan International; this concerns the family's developnt for the next ten years."

"We can't let Ning Tian, that disgraceful son, derail the entire Ning Family Clan's rise."

When he said this, he swung his left hand fiercely, his eyes full of determination.

"Pass down my order imdiately: announce that we are severing ties with Ning Tian."

"From now on, the Ning Family Clan will no longer provide him financial support, nor allow him to claim that he is a descendant of the Ning Family Clan."

Ning He was startled, looking at his brother in shock.

"But Ning Tian is your only son, the future heir of the Ning Corporation, and for us to do this..."

Ning Yuan snorted coldly.

"That wastrel only knows how to eat, drink, play, and be with won; he's never contributed anything to the Ning Family Clan."

"If he doesn't change this debauched lifestyle, and the Ning Corporation falls into his hands, he'll squander it all away."

He said this with a long sigh, his face full of bitter helplessness.

"But if he can learn from this setback and nd his ways, after three years, he'll still be the heir of our Ning Family Clan."

"For him, it's a chance to turn over a new leaf, and for the entire Ning Family Clan, it's an opportunity too."

Seeing as the discussion had reached this point, Ning He had no choice but to comply.

He let out a long sigh: "Alright, brother, I'll handle it."

Ning Yuan stomped his foot: "There's no ti to lose."

"We need to rush to Backstreet Bar imdiately to stop that disgraceful son's actions."

"After all, at this mont, he is still a mber of the Ning Family Clan.

He said this while grabbing a coat from the coat rack and hurriedly heading out.

"You can work in the car, I'll drive."

Ning He nodded, took out his phone, and called the security departnt.

"President Ning is going out, send four people for protection."

Ning Yuan paused and sighed.

"Why are you still so confused? We're going to ask for forgiveness, not to confront Yang Fei. Why bring people along?"

"Besides, in this Yannan City, who dares to challenge Yang Fei?"

Ning He ca to his senses and nodded.

"I'll go with you."

At the Backstreet Bar, Ning Tian lounged lazily with two glamorous won in his arms, seated at the bar.

Around him, in the booths front and back, left and right, were brawny n.

Each of these guys had cold weapons hidden at their waists.

Ning Tian intended to cripple Yang Fei, knowing the guy had trendous strength, so he brought a few more guys along.

His hand was caressing the left-side glamorous woman's body.

While the woman on the right peeled fresh lychees one by one and fed them to his mouth.

Ning Tian was basking in the sweetness of fresh lychees, feeling much more at ease.

His eyes were fixed on the entrance of the bar.

As soon as that country bumpkin showed up, there was no way he'd walk out of there on his feet.

At that mont, the entrance darkened, and Yang Fei walked in.

He looked at Ning Tian with a half-smile and took a seat opposite Ning Tian, casually putting his long legs on the table.

Such arrogance, such audacity!

Ning Tian had never seen soone so brazen in his life.

His rage bubbled up imdiately, and the bones broken by Yang Fei seed to ache again.

Yang Fei looked nonchalantly at Ning Tian, his eyes full of disdain.

"Ning Tian, get to the point, say your piece. Young Master has other matters and will leave soon."

Ning Tian burst into a laughter full of anger.

He originally wanted to toy with this country bumpkin, but Yang Fei's deanor thoroughly provoked him.

He clapped his hands, and a bar waiter brought over a case of Luzhou Laojiao, placing it in front of Yang Fei.

Ning Tian looked icily at Yang Fei, fingers almost poking Yang Fei's forehead.

"Our grievances, in the end, need settling."

"You hit , I won't fuss. Down this case of baijiu, and our business is settled, okay?"

Yang Fei sneered.

Even if he drank the baijiu, Ning Tian wouldn't let him off.

Drunk, he would be easier prey for them.

Yang Fei looked coldly at Ning Tian, like he was looking at a dead man, his gaze icy.

Then he turned his head, shifting his gaze, spitting with a sound everyone could hear.

"Idiot!"