Chen Fan's Fury! Yu Tianheng Picked the Wrong Fight

"I don't want to."

Na'er spoke.

"I'm fine. My body's perfectly healthy."

She stepped forward and grabbed Chen Fan's sleeve so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

"Chen Fan, I won't let you go!"

"I'm fine, really fine!"

She shook her head desperately, like a stubborn child.

"Be good. Let's not provoke that old monster, okay?"

Seeing her like this, even the hardest part of Chen Fan's heart melted completely.

He reached out and gently tucked a stray lock of hair by her temple behind her ear, his fingertips brushing her cool cheek.

"You silly girl."

"Look at you, your lips could hang an oil pot."

"Are you really that afraid another woman will steal me away?"

At his words, Na'er's cheeks suddenly flushed, and even the tips of her ears were dyed a lovely shade of pink.

She stubbornly retorted, "W-Who's afraid?! I just... I just don't want you taking risks!"

"Yes, yes, you're not a little vinegar jar." Chen Fan smiled in agreement and lightly scraped the tip of her nose with a finger.

"You're just my little housekeeper."

His eyes crinkled with amusement, and his mood improved considerably.

The way Na'er worried about him was simply... unbearably adorable.

Na'er was both embarrassed and angry from his teasing. Puffing out her cheeks, she turned her head away and ignored him.

Yet the hand clutching his sleeve never loosened.

Looking at her adorable profile, the smile on Chen Fan's lips grew more pronounced.

He felt that all the headache from before had vanished into thin air.

However, the next moment—

"Mm..."

A suppressed groan escaped Na'er's throat.

The smile on Chen Fan's face instantly froze.

He saw that the Maiden before him, whose cheeks had just been flushed, was losing all color at a visible speed, turning utterly pale.

Like the finest sheet of rice paper.

Her body swayed, like a fallen leaf about to wither in the wind, and she nearly lost her footing.

"Na'er?!"

Chen Fan's pupils contracted sharply. He pulled her into his arms, unprecedented panic in his voice.

Na'er leaned against his chest, fine cold sweat beading across her forehead as her breathing turned rapid and weak.

She clutched his clothes tightly, her nails nearly digging into the fabric.

Her beautiful Purple Eyes had lost their focus, clouded by a veil of painful gray.

Chen Fan's face, which had been filled with easy smiles moments ago, was now grim and murderous.

Holding the weak girl in his arms, he radiated a terrifyingly oppressive aura.

Bang—!

A deafening crash rang out.

The private room's Wooden door was violently kicked open from outside.

Splintered wood and dust flew inward.

Chen Fan instinctively turned sideways, shielding Na'er more tightly in his arms and taking the entire impact on his back.

Several tall figures blocked the light at the doorway.

The man at their head stood tall, his black hair falling over his shoulders. Faint Electric Light flickered within his Eyes, and his expression was arrogant. He was Yu Tianheng, Captain of the Imperial Fighting Team and a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Behind him, Aosile craned his neck with a gleeful expression. Beside him stood two young men dressed in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's uniforms, both wearing malicious smiles.

"So, it's you?"

Yu Tianheng's gaze landed on Chen Fan.

"Relying on the Crown Prince's backing, you just got into the academy and already want to harass Yanzi?"

Chen Fan ignored him.

He did not even spare him a glance.

All his attention was focused on the girl in his arms, whose breathing was growing weaker and weaker.

Na'er's body trembled faintly. The cold sweat on her brow had already soaked through the clothes on his chest, while those beautiful purple eyes were tightly shut in pain.

Chen Fan's heart felt as if an invisible hand were gripping it tightly, squeezing so hard that he could barely breathe.

"I'm talking to you! Are you deaf?!"

Seeing himself ignored, Yu Tianheng's expression instantly darkened.

He stepped forward, Soul Power surging around him. Tiny electric serpents seemed to slither through the air.

"Get out."

Chen Fan finally spoke.

He slowly raised his head. His eyes, usually carrying a warm smile, were now blood-red.

"I'll say it again."

"Take your dogs and get out."

Yu Tianheng was stunned.

Aosile and the others behind him were stunned as well.

They had imagined Chen Fan panicking, explaining himself, or using the Crown Prince to pressure them, but they had never expected this reaction.

That was not an empty threat.

Those were the eyes of someone who truly wanted to kill!

Reverse Heaven Gang??

You're threatening me now??

Yu Tianheng laughed in extreme anger. "Good, very good! A worthless piece of trash who got in through connections dares to act arrogant before me?"

"Don't you want to see Dugu Yan?"

"Fine."

He raised a finger and pointed at Chen Fan from afar.

"Beat me! As long as you can walk off the arena standing, I'll personally take you to see her!"

"But..." Yu Tianheng's smile turned savage. "I'll beat you into a dead dog and leave you without even the strength to stand!"

Chen Fan's anger burned even hotter than his.

Every slight tremor from Na'er, every muffled groan of pain, felt like a red-hot Brand Iron viciously searing his heart.

Right now, he only wanted to crush every one of these noisy flies before him to death.

"As you wish."

Chen Fan carefully helped Na'er up and let her lean against the soft couch by the wall. His voice instantly returned to utter gentleness.

"Na'er, wait for me. It won't take long."

He took off his outer robe and gently covered her with it.

After doing all that, he turned around once more and looked at Yu Tianheng, his monstrous hostility surging out again.

The corridor outside the restaurant had long been packed with students who had come to watch the commotion.

"They're fighting! They're really going to fight!"

"Is Chen Fan crazy? That's Captain Yu Tianheng!"

Shi Mo and Yu Feng stood amid the crowd, their faces flushed with excitement.

"Now this will be entertaining! The Crown Prince's reputation is probably going to be trampled underfoot today!"

"Captain, you're amazing! Let him know that the Imperial Fighting Team isn't something just any stray cat or dog can provoke!"

Just then, a commotion came from outside the crowd.

"Move! Everyone, move aside!"

Three figures pushed through the crowd and hurried over. They were the academy's Three Committee Members: Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhi Lin.

Seeing the tense, ready-to-erupt atmosphere in the private room, Meng Shenji's expression changed. He urgently shouted, "Stop! All of you, stop! Tianheng, what do you think you're doing?!"

Yu Tianheng gave the Three Committee Members a slight bow, but his attitude remained firm. "Instructors, this is a fair challenge between students. You have no right to interfere."

Zhi Lin looked at Chen Fan, his tone softening somewhat. "Student Chen Fan, you were personally brought here by His Highness the Crown Prince. If you are injured at the academy, we will have no way to answer to His Highness. Let this matter end here, shall we?"

"End here?"

Chen Fan smiled.

There was not the slightest warmth in that smile.

"He kicked down my door and frightened my girl, and now you think a single word can make it end?"