Chapter 936: Chapter 709: They Have Arrived!
Silently, Worshipper Shao took a step forward.
The powerful aura instantly dominated the scene.
“Miss.”
Hearing this aged voice, Youshi Wang’s figure paused, a ripple flickering in her watery gaze.
She finally realized her anomaly today, seemingly violating the family teachings.
“Elder Shao.”
A trace of plea flashed across Youshi Wang’s eyes as she looked respectfully at Worshipper Shao and spoke deferentially.
“Please, Miss, take care of your noble self,” Worshipper Shao’s tone was calm. After uttering this ordinary sentence, he turned his gaze to Mu Fan, eyes like an eagle’s, filled with undisguised killing intent!
The aged and chilling voice spoke: “Boy, put away your thoughts and provocations, the Youshi Family isn’t something you can aspire to.”
Worshipper Shao, a master tied completely to the Youshi Family, ultimately fulfilled his duty.
Not for others, but for himself.
At this moment, even Yi Laizhe and his companion behind Mu Fan felt their hair standing on end, as if an electric current flowed over their bodies.
This old man was truly terrifying!
This was a true Martial Arts Grandmaster, a sense of oppression only those who have unlocked a second-level Spirit Lock could possess.
Youshi Jun didn’t even need to appear since an elder by his side possessed such power.
They were now focused merely on resisting the old man’s oppression, with no energy left to focus on Mu Fan.
Thus, they naturally did not know Mu Fan’s reaction at this moment.
Youshi Wang, at this point, urgently said: “Elder Shao, today’s responsibility is mine, please do not harm my classmate.”
Mu Fan looked at the now bristling figure of Worshipper Shao, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, “Old man, you’re overthinking it.”
As soon as he spoke, Mu Fan’s aura was like a freshly unsheathed cold blade!
In the Spiritual Vision, a layer of fierce flames instantly enveloped Mu Fan.
The same symbol of a Martial Arts Grandmaster — Flame of Fighting Will!
Mu Fan’s pupils were like whirlpools formed by surging spiritual power.
Creak.
The faint sound of cracking came from under Worshipper Shao’s feet.
Mu Fan’s body still did not move at all, he simply gazed calmly at the venerable worshipper.
“This is Ding Chuan, you can try.”
A sentence that finally suppressed Worshipper Shao’s impulse, but the cold look on his face was hard to erase.
Mu Fan nonchalantly smiled at Youshi Wang, “Senior Sister, I have some matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave first.”
In Youshi Wang’s worried eyes, a hint of determination emerged, “Alright. And… what I, Youshi Wang, have said, will not be nullified.”
Her words deepened the darkness on Worshipper Shao’s face by a few degrees.
Mu Fan nodded, and then, amid several people’s gazes, directly walked toward Worshipper Shao.
This worshipper, whose strength far surpassed his exterior, stood unmoving, his aged voice whispering to Mu Fan:
“Boy, you’re provoking the Youshi Family.”
A cold light flickered in Mu Fan’s eyes as he calmly swept a glance over them.
“If you really want to teach me a lesson, wait till I leave Ding Chuan.”
After saying that, the two passed by each other.
Mu Fan’s light remark left several people frozen in place.
Especially Worshipper Shao, who was so infuriated he laughed, then looked to Youshi Wang and bowed, saying, “Miss Wan, you saw the entire incident, as a worshipper of the family, I also represent the family’s face, so please do not interfere next.”
Thus, Mu Fan was in front, with Worshipper Shao trailing behind.
Both of them headed out, separated by more than ten meters.
“Miss Youshi?” Yi Laizhe and his companion looked to Youshi Wang, speaking with uncertainty.
They had clearly followed along, yet now they were intercepted mid-way; what was going on?
Youshi Wang glanced at the two, did not say a word, and directly turned around to leave.
She was also angry!
After all, she was the Youshi family’s legitimate daughter, not a servant to be guarded!
Autumn-water-clear eyes harbored a hidden anger, meanwhile, a beige Sky Communication inexplicably appeared in Youshi Wang’s palm, featuring a button that could directly connect her to Youshi Jun.
Mu Fan, listening to the footsteps behind him, remained unmoved, maintaining the most standard posture of etiquette.
The dark-brown business Floating Car had long parked at the academy gate.
As Mu Fan approached, the left rear door automatically popped open, and under the gaze of several people, he was about to get in.
Witnessing this, Worshipper Shao angrily shouted, “Dare to commit and then flee, boy, can you escape?”
“I never said I was fleeing; I’ll await you after I finish my business,” Mu Fan spoke, then directly entered the Floating Car.
“Of course, if you wish to follow now, I can’t guarantee your safety.” Mu Fan suddenly turned and coldly remarked.
The car door closed.
Mu Fan’s figure and voice vanished from their view.
Escaped?
The two students from Dawn Academy exchanged a glance, a very strange feeling surfacing in their minds.
After all the commotion, just like that, he fled!
Worshipper Shao, considering his status, did not step forward to intercept the car directly; he merely snorted coldly and looked at Youshi Wang, “Miss Wan, your judgment is really… understandable, given your young age.”
Youshi Wang looked at Worshipper Shao, speaking with a sense of detachment, “Please rest assured, Elder Shao, I will explain everything to the family today.”
“No rush, the Family Head and Young Master Jun are not present now. But Miss, your judgment seems somewhat questionable.”
Mu Fan’s final boast sounded extremely childish and ridiculous. How could a dignified Youshi Family worshipper need protection from someone else!?
While Worshipper Shao disdainfully uttered a remark, dust sprayed up from under the distant business Floating Car, which then drove away.
Youshi Wang bit her lips, saying nothing further.
As the slowly starting Floating Car pulled away, Worshipper Shao turned to leave.
But at that moment, on the road outside Ding Chuan’s second gate, at the distant end of the broad ten-lane roadway, a light gray taxi emerged and naturally entered this street.
The taxi driver had an unusually robust build, wearing sunglasses, calmly and attentively driving.
Meanwhile, on the other end.
In Mu Fan’s ears, Black’s voice suddenly sounded:
“Finally revealing their true colors…they have come.”
Meanwhile, a dazzling blue Floating Car had just pulled into the spot beside Mu Fan’s vehicle.
“Who!” The gleam in Mu Fan’s eyes was finally undisguised.
“Taxi with license plate VX600587, its real position 12 seconds ago unknown, but just as you were about to leave the academy, it suddenly appeared in camera 39’s footage, and now, it’s accelerating slightly.”
A light screen appeared before Mu Fan, projected by Black, marking two points on a map, the distance between them rapidly narrowing.
One point was himself, the other that taxi.
Their objective seemed clear; the ongoing driving paths distinctly targeted him.
Crunch, crunch.
Mu Fan’s fist was clenched so hard veins bulged, a cold smile stretching:
“Circle in the opposite direction, avoid densely populated areas.”
“Really waited too long for them.”
The brown Floating Car made a swift spin and accelerated, turning left, a surge of wind drawing Youshi Wang’s, Worshipper Shao’s, and the other two’s attention back.
And at that moment, unexpectedly, the blue Floating Car, reversing originally, lost control and abruptly lunged forward.
Boom!
The front of the blue car slammed into the side of the brown Floating Car.