Ever since Yue Buqun brought Yue Lingshan to Jiang Fan's place to read his fortune, Jiang Fan seemed to have fallen into an endless loop.
After Lin Pingzhi left, no one came to read his fortune for a few days. After Yue Buqun left, he became like this again.
Jiang Fan felt helpless. He always did this as if he was toying with people.
However, the rumors about the Huashan Sect had been spreading for the past few days, so Jiang Fan naturally knew about it.
Under Yue Buqun's management, the Huashan Sect became well-organized and famous.
As the Huashan Sect became more and more famous, Jiang Fan was inevitably mentioned.
After all, it could be said that Jiang Fan had played a huge role in the Huashan Sect's current situation.
Although Jiang Fan's reputation in the pugilistic world had been very vivid and his methods were extremely powerful, Jiang Fan would rather have more people with luck in front of his stall.
Jiang Fan was helpless as he packed up his things and left the room.
With the mentality of trying it out, he came out to set up a stall again.
After all, this was his old profession.
Perhaps he would meet another fated person?
Jiang Fan went downstairs and sat down in the area that the lady boss of the Cloud Brothel, who didn't eat chili, had assigned to her.
It was already late and past the time for dinner. Therefore, there were not many people in the Fine Cloud Restaurant, only some martial artists who were drinking there.
Although Jiang Fan didn't have any business for the past few days, he was happy to have some leisure time.
Indeed, luck was reserved for those who were prepared.
Soon, six figures walked towards Jiang Fan. However, they didn't seem to have good intentions.
The swordsmen who were drinking also saw the situation on Jiang Fan's side. However, when they observed carefully, their expressions changed.
Some of the bolder ones snorted coldly,"
"Hmph, today is really unlucky. I came out to meet people from the Ming Cult.”
The person who spoke was a man wearing a bamboo hat and a brown cloak. On his table was a sword that shone with a cold light.
The six of them naturally heard what the man said. One of them even wanted to make a move, but he seemed to have thought of something in an instant and dispelled this thought.
This was because there was an unwritten rule in the Fine Cloud Brothel.
No matter how great the grudge was, weapons were not allowed to be used in the Fine Cloud Brothel.
Otherwise, once this rule was violated, the consequences were not something that anyone could bear.
Thinking of this, the person who wanted to make a move just now snorted coldly and walked towards Jiang Fan's stall.
Wherever this group of people went, everyone avoided them as if they were avoiding a terrifying demon.
"Are you the one who has been rumored to be especially good at fortune-telling recently?”
The group of people arrived in front of Jiang Fan. One of them, who had disheveled hair and looked a little crazy, said.
Jiang Fan didn't pay any attention to these rude people. Although these people in front of him were all people with luck value, this person did not even show the least bit of respect.
He was still sitting there quietly, holding a teacup in his hand and gently shaking it.
"I'm talking to you!"
"Stinky fortune-teller, why are you pretending to be noble?”
That person continued to speak without any restraint.
When they heard this person talking about Mr. Jiang Fan, the people from the Celestial Cloud Brothel instantly exploded.
Even a profligate like Xu Fengnian had never spoken to Mister Jiang Fan in such a tone.
They did not know who gave this person such courage.
After all, if he really angered Mister Jiang Fan, he would probably suffer.
"Humph!"
"Impudent!"
Jiang Fan snorted coldly and no longer chose to tolerate.
The person who had provoked Jiang Fan earlier suddenly felt as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He hurriedly circulated his internal strength to resist, but in an instant, he felt an even stronger pressure.
With a loud bang, the man could no longer resist and knelt on the ground. Bean-sized sweat flowed down his face and quickly soaked the floor in front of him.
The others didn't know what had happened. They only heard Jiang Fan's cold snort before he knelt on the ground.
They guessed that Mister Jiang Fan must have made a move.
The person kneeling on the ground gritted his teeth and used a lot of strength to open his mouth with difficulty.
"Mister is magnanimous, Crazy Zhou knows his mistake."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the pressure on his body disappear in an instant. Only then did he pant heavily.
He no longer dared to be as rude as before.
At this moment, one of the six people spoke first.
"Mister Jiang Fan, I am Ming Cult's Left Radiant Emissary Yang Xiao. The other five are the five great unaffiliated people of Ming Cult.”
"This week, he has been acting strangely. Please don't take it to heart.”
A handsome and elegant man said.
"No worries."
Jiang Fan replied indifferently.
"We came here this time to inquire about the previous Sect Master, Yang Dingtian.”
Yang Xiao directly stated the purpose of this trip and placed a thick stack of silver notes on Jiang Fan's table.
Jiang Fan didn't delay and directly said,"
"Everyone, there's no need to waste your efforts. That Yang Dingtian is already dead.”
"What?"
It was obvious that they found it hard to accept this result. Perhaps they had already guessed that this would be the answer, but when Jiang Fan said it, it was still unacceptable.
Jiang Fan continued to explain," Previously, Yang Dingtian was cultivating the Heaven and Earth Great Shift in the secret room. Later on, he learned that his wife had committed adultery with Cheng Kun and was possessed by the devil. In the end, he died tragically.”
"Yang Dingtian's wife committed suicide after learning of this matter.”
"This damned Cheng Kun! He actually did such a thing."
When Yang Xiao heard Jiang Fan's words, he felt indignant.
The five great unspecialized cultivators beside him were the same.
Jiang Fan continued,"
"Cheng Kun was deeply indignant because of Yang Dingtian's wife's death.”
"Therefore, in order to take revenge on Yang Dingtian and the Ming Cult, he used his disciple Xie Xun's identity as the Ming Cult's Shakyamuni to carry out his revenge plan.”
"First, he exterminated Xie Xun's entire family. Then, he secretly caused Xie Xun to kill innocent people in order to arouse the dissatisfaction of the martial arts world towards the Ming Cult. Then, he made the Ming Cult the public enemy of the martial arts world.”
"Damn it, this damned Cheng Kun, one day I will definitely rip off his head and feed it to the dogs.”
One of the five unspecialized cultivators said, his tone filled with anger.
At this moment, they finally understood why the Ming Cult had ended up like this. It was all because of him, Cheng Kun.
It was all because of this dog thief!
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