Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1918 - 1907: Minor Clash

Since the other party likes to pin blame, Ning Fan doesn't mind giving him an even bigger blame.As Ning Fan's words fell, those present from each sect subconsciously looked over.

Meng Wenshan immediately chuckled, "Interesting... interesting! One's appearance is born from one's heart, how interesting."

Noticing the strange looks from others, Yin Tianxing was so enraged that he almost coughed up blood, "How dare you smear my reputation. You brat, prepare to meet your end."

As he finished speaking, black mist swirled around Yin Tianxing, accompanied by gusts of eerie wind, with faint sounds of ghostly wails and spirits howling.

"Stop it. He is my friend."

Chen Min scoffed coldly, unable to conceal the fierce glint in her eyes, and charged straight at Yin Tianxing.

Yin Tianxing's expression changed several times, finally settling into a cold hum.

If Hai Ya were here, Yin Tianxing might still stubbornly hold his ground.

But due to today's incident, Hai Ya had lost all dignity and had no face to stay here.

He will not appear until the Immortal Sect opens.

Looking at the young man holding the child, Kong Ming exclaimed in surprise, "He is the one who transformed into a Dharma Body that day."

Chen Min asked softly, "Why did you come?"

"I thought you were gone for too long, so... well... hehe..."

Ning Fan gave a perfunctory dry laugh, while his eyes assessed the surroundings.

While sneaking over, he concentrated all his attention on restraining his mind and dared not get distracted at all.

Yet unexpectedly, he was still discovered.

Just when Ning Fan was searching for Baby Hai's whereabouts, a delighted voice came from afar, "Ning Fan, is that you?"

"Baobao, I finally found you."

Ning Fan turned towards the voice, panting heavily with excitement upon seeing Baby Hai.

"It's really you!"

Baby Hai widened her eyes, initially a bit hesitant upon hearing Ning Fan's voice.

After all, the chance for Ning Fan to find this place was akin to a meteorite hitting Earth.

But upon seeing that familiar back, Baby Hai finally confirmed the visitor was indeed Ning Fan, whom she had longed for day and night.

"But how did Ning Fan end up here?"

With many questions swirling in her mind, Baby Hai wanted to find answers but found her legs feeling as heavy as lead, unable to move forward.

Being quite knowledgeable, Baby Hai immediately understood the issue and smiled ingratiatingly, "Senior Sister, that is my friend."

"I know."

Feihong's voice was icy cold, and her gaze towards Ning Fan was even colder and full of hostility.

"It's you who kidnapped Baobao."

Ning Fan squinted his eyes, sizing up the palace-attired young woman ahead,

If no accident occurred, the person should be Yan Feihong, the Spirit Seeker of Red Leaf Pavilion.

"Kidnapping? Red Leaf Pavilion resorts to kidnapping to find disciples?"

Seeing Feihong silent, a hint of peculiarity flashed in the eyes of those present, silently acknowledging Ning Fan's claim.

In the Earth Immortal Realm, countless people have knocked their heads bloody just to be admitted to a Taoist Sect, even if only to do menial work.

Now it's the opposite, with Taoist Sects resorting to such despicable means as kidnapping.

This matter sounds so novel. If spread out, Red Leaf Pavilion would certainly become a laughingstock.

But soon, spirit seekers from various sects noticed something amiss.

Feihong showed no embarrassment, instead, her demeanor was as frosty as ice.

"Not right. Could it be..."

In an instant, five or six ghostly lights simultaneously turned to Baby Hai.

Facing pairs of bright, bulb-like eyes, Baby Hai felt a chill down her spine, as if she was being entirely seen through.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Feihong snorted coldly, as a circular shockwave rose under her feet, spreading in all directions.

In an instant, the wind roared in the forest, sounding like a mini typhoon.

Seeing Feihong angry, spirit seekers from various sects shook their heads and retracted their Dharma Eyes.

The time was too short and their Martial Prowess limited, none of them saw any clues.

But one thing is certain, Baby Hai's aptitude must be unrivaled, otherwise, Red Leaf Pavilion wouldn't employ such methods.

But what of high talent, with the main character now showing up, the matter is bound to change.

"Didn't expect so many twists and turns before leaving."

Originally, everyone should have happily returned home, but waves kept coming.

"No wonder one must stay away from mortal affairs, as these worldly debts are truly not to be meddled with."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fan almost burst into laughter.

Through Chen Min's explanation, Ning Fan gleaned a rough impression of Taoist Cultivators.

Arrogance and pride are common diseases among Taoist Cultivators, but he didn't expect them to be so pretentious.

"Barely cleaned the mud off their ankles for a few years, yet they shamelessly spout on about the mortal world and mortals."

Ning Fan scorned inwardly, while his gaze was fixed on Feihong, "Hand over the person."

"With just you."

Feihong's elegant eye corner twitched, though full of amorous charm, her words of contempt could even incite anger in Buddha.

Ning Fan didn't reply but said, "Mingyu be good, go to elder sister."

Only then did Chen Min speak, "Calm down."

After spending some time together, Chen Min had some understanding of Ning Fan's character—unyielding.

The reason for rushing here ahead was to avoid conflict.

The incident of Xiaohe being teased was merely an accident.

In Chen Min's plan, it was for Kong Ming to be the first to act, to gain momentum before negotiating with Feihong about the matter.

But she didn't expect Ning Fan to follow and make the matter public.

If Chen Min knew about Baby Hai's physique, she wouldn't have thought the situation so simple.

When Ning Fan appeared, Feihong sensed potential trouble; she had seen this greasy face on Baby Hai's phone and inquired about their relationship.

Baby Hai's feelings for Ning Fan were too deep, so Feihong couldn't ensure that Baby Hai wouldn't go back on her word at this critical juncture.

Feihong didn't even dare to gamble, otherwise, she wouldn't have immobilized Baby Hai, blocking any chance for the two to meet.

At this moment, Feihong felt extremely upset, especially realizing Xiao Xue knew Ning Fan, which was downright infuriating.

Blocking Ning Fan, Chen Min said blandly, "Friend Feihong, they are friends, why prevent their meeting."

"Senior Sister Xiao, I respect you. But this is a matter within Red Leaf Pavilion, and I ask you not to intervene."

As she spoke, Feihong emphasized the sect's authority.

Upon hearing this, Chen Min fell silent; indeed, this matter exceeded her handling scope.

"Does your sect live off kidnapping and extortion?"

No matter what great orthodox sect you are or have a millennium foundation, Ning Fan spoke, pinning an incredibly malicious label just like that.

"Courting death!"

Feihong's eyes turned cold, and as the surging Spiritual Power circulated, the air began to brighten with countless crimson petals emerging.

Under this dazzling petal rain spectacle, a deadly killing intention lurked.

In an instant, the petal rain shifted from extreme stillness to extreme movement.

Dense like raindrops, the petals tore through the air, silent yet brilliant.

"Not good! It's Red Leaf Pavilion's Myriad Purple Thousand Red Technique."

Chen Min's face changed urgently, hurriedly casting a formation for defense.

Myriad Purple Thousand Red is considered a signature spell required for disciples of Red Leaf Pavilion.