Zhu Ruoling was like a little white rabbit that had walked into a wolf's den all on her own, yet she still didn't realize she was in danger, and was naively putting blind faith in what Lan Zhengqing told her.

"Th-then… alright… I'll wait until Sister Divine Phoenix is feeling a bit better before I go visit her. If there's anything you need my help with, don't stand on ceremony with me, I'll definitely do my best."

"Alright."

Lan Zhengqing smiled faintly, not revealing the slightest flaw.

His disguise was just too good!

Like a chameleon, he hid his true colors away.

So.

No one could see through his disguise.

Moreover.

Anyone who did see through his mask would immediately be facing a threat to their life, losing it in an instant.

In the Water Clan, in Wenyu City, aside from the Clan Leader, there was no one who could be Lan Zhengqing's match!

That was why Lan Zhengqing could act so fearlessly and keep his disguise going.

"Ruoling, I still have things to take care of, you should go back to your room and rest. Don't worry, Wenyu City is very safe, extremely safe, absolutely no one will disturb you. If there's any news about Divine Phoenix, I'll inform you immediately."

"Mm!"

Zhu Ruoling nodded heavily, her face full of excitement.

Lan Zhengqing smiled slightly and strode away with big steps.

He had to figure something out right now.

What was Lin Fan's purpose in coming to the Nameless Village?

That guy definitely got wind of something and tracked all the way here to Wenyu City. Otherwise how would he know that he had taken Divine Phoenix and Zhu Ruoling away?

Besides, with that guy's personality, if Wenyu City didn't allow outsiders in, he'd probably insist on forcing his way through.

It might mess up his plans.

If Lin Fan launched a full-on assault on Wenyu City…

Lan Zhengqing pondered this issue, his brows suddenly knitting together, a sharp, icy light flashing through his eyes.

...

The fist roared in!

It split the Void straight open, kicking up a violent gale that howled as it slammed toward Mu Feichen.

Mu Feichen was so scared he squeezed his eyes shut on the spot, his soul scattering, his spirit flying out of his body!

And then.

A sudden warmth rushed out from his lower half, soaking a huge patch of ground and bringing with it a foul stench.

"Don't kill me!"

He let out a shout, his voice cracking on its own, his face full of terror and panic.

Mu Feichen was really panicking!

Really scared!

Lin Fan had actually made a move for real, not even bothering with any nonsense, throwing a punch at him just like that!

This punch probably weighed thirty billion jin!

Even though it looked like a casual, offhand punch, if it actually landed, death would be certain—he'd instantly be blasted into a cloud of blood!

However, just as Mu Feichen let out that hysterical scream.

Lin Fan's fist actually stopped!

His fist hovered right in front of Mu Feichen's face, not smashing his skull open.

After the gust of force passed, everything went quiet again.

Mu Feichen still had his eyes tightly shut, waiting for Lin Fan's fist to arrive. He had already felt utterly hopeless, shouting without any expectation of survival.

But he hadn't expected that roar to actually work, actually making Lin Fan stop.

After a long time.

He cautiously cracked one eye open and peeked at Lin Fan.

He saw Lin Fan standing in front of him with his hands behind his back, smiling lazily. His fist was already withdrawn; he didn't seem inclined to beat him up at all.

"Huh?"

He looked completely dumbfounded, at a total loss, and blurted out a question. He looked at Lin Fan, then at the others, utterly confused.

"Young Master Mu, you're that surprised? Don't tell me you were really hoping I'd give you a beating?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.

"N-no, no! You misunderstood!" Mu Feichen frantically waved his hands and was just about to stand up when he realized his lower half was soaked. His heart skipped a beat, and he instantly felt awkward and mortified, plopping his butt right back down on the ground.

"Young Master Mu, you pissed yourself?"

"No… y-you're seeing things…"

He denied it flatly, not daring to meet Lin Fan's eyes at all, letting his gaze wander elsewhere.

Lin Fan kept smiling, shrugging his shoulders in a helpless gesture.

"Even though you really deserve to die—ever since I stepped into the Nameless Village you've been trying to cause me trouble. But I'm not some slaughter-happy maniac. And your tricks are childish and laughable; they pose no threat to me whatsoever. So I don't want to kill you, and I can't even be bothered to kill you. I'll spare your dog life."

He spoke slowly and unhurriedly, then the smile on his face froze, his eyes turning icy cold as he spoke in a low voice.

"But don't forget, your life is still in my hands. If my fist had landed just now, you'd already be gone. Don't you dare cause me trouble again. Otherwise, that dog life of yours—I can take it back anytime. Got that?!"

Mu Feichen froze for a moment, then nodded lightly.

This was way too humiliating!

Simply an intolerable disgrace!

This was more unbearable, more shameful, than killing him outright.

If he'd been killed by an "ant," he might still find some excuses—say he had diarrhea, didn't feel well, something like that.

But being spared by an ant was something else entirely. It meant the other party had the power to kill you, but chose not to use that power, choosing instead to let you live.

This really was a humiliating way to live!

But at least he was alive…

He now didn't dare move, not even a little!

What kind of monster was this Lin Fan in front of him, who not only dodged his attacks again and again, but could also counterattack with ease!

Knocking him down without the slightest effort!

He could even have killed him!

Terrifying… far too terrifying!

He obviously had the body and Cultivation of an ant, so how could he be hiding such terrifying power.

Gulp.

Mu Feichen swallowed hard, sneaking a glance at Lin Fan, only to find the other man still staring at him aggressively. His hair stood on end with fright, and his scalp tingled.

The Darts Masters all went quiet as well.

Each and every one of them was gaping, eyes wide, unable to believe what had just happened in front of them.

Especially Zhuang Hu!

He'd had a run-in with Lin Fan before, relying on Mu Feichen's backing to act arrogant and fearless, even wanting to fight Lin Fan one-on-one!

But who would've thought… before their duel even started, Lin Fan had already smashed Mu Feichen to pieces!

His confidence evaporated on the spot, and he couldn't help trembling all over.

That was close!

Way too close!

If he had made a move against Lin Fan before Mu Feichen was defeated, then the one lying on the ground in humiliation would be him right now!

He might even be dead!

Way too dangerous!

"W-what the hell just happened… how can this ant be so strong?!"

"Don't tell me… his Cultivation Realm is all fake?!"

"So powerful, so terrifying…"

"Is Young Master alright… he actually got beaten so easily…"

"Who… who on earth is this guy!"

The Darts Masters whispered among themselves, all lowering their voices as they talked about it.

Everyone was scared stupid and no longer dared provoke Lin Fan.

Especially Zhuang Hu—the big, burly man backed all the way to the rear of the crowd, crouching down with his body hunched, terrified that Lin Fan would notice him.

Zhu Qilue finally snapped out of it and darted over to Lin Fan's side.

"Damn, when did you get this badass?! Couldn't tell at all."

"Heh, I've always been this badass." Lin Fan rolled his eyes, sounding helpless.

"Even the Young Master of the Guiyuan Biao Bureau isn't your match. Looks like I didn't misjudge you."

"Heh…"

Lin Fan was just about to speak when Zhu Qilue jabbed him with his elbow and jerked his chin toward something behind him.

"Look who's here." Zhu Qilue said with a sly grin.

Lin Fan turned around and saw a graceful figure walking toward him. Lan Yunwei's beautiful eyes were fixed on him, as clear and bright as a deep pool of water, making it hard for one not to get lost in them.