"Miss Two, what do you think of me? I have professional ethics," Ning Beichen said with a black line on his forehead.
"Tsk! You know the face but not the heart. Who knows what you're thinking," Liu Yixin, thinking of the sounds she heard outside the door that day, felt very unhappy, and her tone of voice even changed when she spoke to him.
"Miss Two, your sister is drunk. Let me carry her upstairs to rest first." Ning Beichen gave her a strange look and found that Liu Yixin seemed to be deliberately targeting him these days. Even when he drank water, she would look at him with a sarcastic expression, which made Ning Beichen very confused about her intentions.
This time, Liu Yixin didn't stop him. She probably knew that with her own abilities, she couldn't get her sister upstairs.
Ning Beichen easily carried Liu Yilin upstairs. However, when he put Liu Yilin down, Liu Yilin tightly grabbed his hand and was shouting drunkenly, "Don't go, don't leave me," making Liu Yixin's face darken.
Ning Beichen felt extremely awkward, as if he was trying to hide something that was obvious. "Um... your sister is drunk, you should take good care of her. It's inconvenient for me, a man, to stay here." Ning Beichen pried Liu Yilin's hand off and, under Liu Yixin's displeased gaze, scuttled downstairs.
What is all this!
Back in his room, Ning Beichen couldn't help but sigh. Just as he was about to go into the bathroom to take a shower, he suddenly sensed something. Ning Beichen immediately came out of his room and looked towards the north. He had just sensed the energy fluctuations of strong fighters battling in that direction. This fluctuation wasn't the kind that destroys the heavens and earth, but a subtle resonance between powerful individuals.
Ning Beichen quickly left Liu Yilin's villa and ran rapidly towards the direction from which he sensed the fluctuations. Soon, Ning Beichen saw a man and a woman fighting. However, neither of them was someone Ning Beichen knew.
He saw the woman throw a punch at the man. With a bang, the air crackled like a lit firecracker. About five meters away from her, a clear fist print appeared on the trunk of a decorative tree. Impressive! This was a master! This woman could project her internal energy outward, attacking from a distance. In modern times, she could be considered a top-tier master.
The other man, although he didn't display the ability to project internal energy, had been able to fight this woman for so long, so he was likely no ordinary person. Ning Beichen wondered who they were and why they were fighting here.
Ning Beichen didn't approach to disturb them, but stood behind a lamppost, watching. The more he watched, the more his heart itched, wishing he could go up and spar with them. The chance of masters meeting masters was not high. For Ning Beichen, the so-called knights of the Holy See were not true top-tier masters. In the ancient Eastern countries, their strength would at most be second or third-rate, far from first-rate.
However, rashly interfering in other people's affairs was a major taboo. Moreover, Ning Beichen didn't know what had happened between them, let alone who was good and who was bad. Perhaps they were sworn enemies, and if he interfered, wouldn't they hate him to death? If it were him, he wouldn't do it either.
The two of them fought at an extremely fast pace. Each punch and kick caused immense destructive power. Fortunately, there was no one in the area. If they were fighting on the street, the destructive power would be terrifying.
With a boom, the two exchanged a punch and were both sent flying backward. The residual power from their collision blasted dust, gravel, and plants around them, as if an explosion had occurred. The woman flew back five to six meters, crashing into a large trash can by the roadside. Blood also oozed from the corner of her mouth. The man, however, did not spit blood. He only retreated five to six steps, stabilized his footing, and said to the woman, "Nangong Feiyan, you are no match for me. Hand over the item, and I will spare your life!"
"Chen Sanfeng, the item is an heirloom passed down in my family; it belongs to our Nangong family. Why should I give it to you?" the woman said, wiping the blood from her lips, unconvinced.
"If it were in the past, I might have been wary of your Nangong family. But now, only you are left of the entire Nangong family. Those who have the ability shall possess the treasure. What right do you have to hoard it?" Chen Sanfeng snorted.
"Chen Sanfeng, I knew you had always coveted the treasure of our Nangong family, but I never expected you to be so shameless as to snatch something from a mere woman like me." Nangong Feiyan was both angry and indignant.
"Hahaha..." "Nangong Feiyan, you can only blame your Nangong family for not living long. If there were still members of your Nangong family, I would naturally not dare to take your things. But now that only you are left, with no one to rely on, don't blame me, Chen Sanfeng, for being despicable. Today, you will give it whether you want to or not!" Chen Sanfeng laughed loudly.
"Who says I, Nangong Feiyan, have no support? I have a junior brother. I don't know how much stronger he is than me. If he learns of your despicable actions, he will surely not let you go!" Nangong Feiyan said sternly.
"Hahaha..." "Nangong Feiyan, even if you lie, you should find a better excuse. I have never heard of you having a junior brother. At this point, don't struggle anymore." "Nangong Feiyan, actually, there is another way. You are young and beautiful, and I am not bad-looking. If you are willing to be my woman, then why should we distinguish between yours and mine?" "Don't be so quick to refuse, Nangong Feiyan. Think about it. With my strength, Chen Sanfeng, who would dare to snatch the item if it falls into my hands?" "Without my help, Chen Sanfeng, can you, a woman, protect the Nangong treasure?"
"Chen Sanfeng, you have a good plan to kill two birds with one stone. Even if the Nangong family's treasure is destroyed, I will not let it fall into your hands." Nangong Feiyan was so angry that she could barely speak.
"Nangong Feiyan, since you are stubborn, then don't blame me, Chen Sanfeng, for being ruthless and destroying flowers!" Chen Sanfeng snorted coldly and walked towards Nangong Feiyan with murderous intent.
Ning Beichen listened to their conversation and roughly understood what was going on. It was very simple: this guy named Chen Sanfeng wanted to snatch Nangong Feiyan's treasure.