Facing the four adversaries—wind, rain, thunder, and lightning—Ning Fan seemingly wasn't at a disadvantage; he even appeared to have the upper hand, and did so with ease. Although it was very possible he was putting on an act, Chen Fengnan couldn't help but be surprised.
Remembering how he almost got thrown off the building by Ning Fan, Chen Fengnan's mood soured even further and his face grew increasingly unsightly.
"Hehe, who I am is not important, you just need to know that the Nine Souls Jade no longer belongs to you!"
Ning Fan said with a slight smile, he knew that Chen Fengnan still wanted to snatch back the Nine Souls Jade. But now that it was in his hands, was it even possible for Ning Fan to give it away?
Wishful thinking!
"Sir, why don't we sit down and talk it over? Hand over the Nine Souls Jade and tell me who's pulling your strings. Whatever you want, I, Chen Fengnan, won't hesitate!"
Chen Fengnan suddenly became serious and stood up to say these words.
