In the dim light, Ning Fan, dressed in black, stood there, gazing at the three strangely featured people not far away.
Just moments ago, these three were about to assault Lan Kexin. Had Ning Fan arrived a moment later, Kexin might have been left with an indelible shadow in her heart.
Behind his mask, Ning Fan's face was a sheet of coldness, his eyes filled with endless murderous intent.
Regardless of whether these three were from Mingwang Pavilion or not, just the fact that they had laid hands on Aunt Yun and the villagers, and had tried to force themselves on Lan Kexin just now, was enough for Ning Fan to sentence them to death.
"You know Dikas, you killed him?!"
Upon hearing the name Dikas from Ning Fan's mouth, one of the eyes of the Dulong trio widened in shock, the exposed half of his face twisted in ferocity.
Seeing his reaction, Ning Fan thought to himself, so it is true, these freaks really are from Mingwang Pavilion.
