"Stop! Stop! I'll just tell you!"
He worried that if he didn't speak up, Ning Fan would really kill him.
Seeing Ning Caiwen relent, Ning Fan drew his Spirit Short Sword, staring at him coldly, "Speak, what exactly happened?"
Ning Caiwen clenched his teeth, propped himself up on the ground, and shrank back, creating some distance between himself and Ning Fan before he solemnly said, "Your father, back then... he wasn't actually resisting a powerful enemy, but... someone from Kunlun came to suppress him."
"Kunlun?"
Ning Fan narrowed his eyes, suddenly recalling what Su Qingcheng had mentioned, about the Su Family wanting to marry her off to a young Sect Master of Kunlun.
It seemed that the eight major households of the Capital City all had some connections with Kunlun, more or less.
"Yes, back then people from Kunlun came, and they suppressed your father, and the place of suppression was in that tower," Ning Caiwen said through gritted teeth, "Why do you know about the tower?"
