Ning Fan's pace was slow and steady. Because each of his steps landing heavily on the ground, the Ming Yu Building started to shake.
The view from his back was calm but dignified. At that very moment, none of the demons dared to underestimate Ning Fan.
Even Young Master Hao Chen who originally harbored resentment towards Ning Fan felt his blood curdling. At the view of Ning Fan's back, the grudges within his heart diminished, making him no longer dare to oppose him.
"Lu Bei! So this is Lu Bei! A person that must not be provoked!"
Everything that happened within their minds was out of Ning Fan's knowledge. From the moment he entered the Ming Yu Building, his ears were muffled, muting every noise in the atmosphere, including the sound of the wind!
No one knew that Ning Fan's mind was immersed in self-reflection.
The quiet Eastern Ocean Bell which was in his storage pouch began to ring loudly within his mind, forming a faint golden halo!
