The Crazy Old Man was initially furious, but eventually he lost his temper.
That's why he calls her Crazy Old Woman; she's a moody lunatic. Arguing with her is just asking for trouble.
Thinking of this, he stopped rushing and decided to wait until the Crazy Old Woman finished laughing.
Wang Yao laughed to herself for a long time without getting a response, so she stopped, feeling bored.
The laughter stopped, but the corners of her mouth remained stubbornly turned up.
She was really looking forward to seeing the Crazy Old Man find out that Jiang Fan was the reincarnation of that person; his expression would definitely be quite a sight!
"Not smiling anymore?"
The Crazy Old Man's tone was much calmer than before, "If you're not laughing, then let's get serious. As for my disciple, stop bothering him. What if the Holy Lord of the Church of Justice shows up one day? Let's see how you handle that then."
"You should mind your own business. You're a sickly, half-dead man. Your priority should be living a few more years. As for me, don't worry about me. Alright, that's enough. I'm not talking anymore; I need to have a long phone conversation with him."
"Beep!"
The call was ended quite abruptly.
" Crazy Old Man..."
Well, looks like I wasted my breath.
Soon, Jiang Fan received a call from Wang Yao, and he was immediately overjoyed.
His cheap master is really efficient. Wang Yao called to tell him that she mistook him for someone else.
To everyone's surprise, as soon as the call connected, a sweet, delicate voice came from the phone.
" Xiao Fan Fan, have you missed me?"
Jiang Fan "!!!"
Jiang Fan, whose brain had completely shut down, couldn't utter a single word.
"If you don't say anything, it means you agree."
"Hehe, are you lonely? Do you want me to come over and keep you company? Just say the word and I'll rush over right away."
"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you shy? Oh, right, I heard you haven't even touched your ex-fiancée's hand, hehehehehe~"
"Beep!"
The call ended!
This gesture delighted Wang Yao, her eyes filled with a playful smile.
"17 years old, such a shy age, so innocent and adorable~"
Thinking of that peerless figure in a white robe, one always feels an air of otherworldly grace.
It is something to be admired from afar, not to be trifled with.
Jiang Fan suddenly felt closer to her, as if she could tease him at any time.
This feeling—it's so incredibly exciting! My family, does anyone understand?!
Compared to Wang Yao's secret smugness and joy, Jiang Fan was filled with bitterness and resentment.
After hanging up the phone and standing there dumbfounded for a while, I immediately called the Crazy Old Man.
Before he could say anything more, the Crazy Old Man spoke first, uttering four words.
Good luck to you.
"..."
Just as I was having a headache, there was a knock on the door.
" Xiao Fan, are you asleep?" Tang Duo asked from outside the door.
Jiang Fan put down his phone listlessly, drooping his head as he walked towards the door.
I'm so tired.
"Sister Duoduo, it's so late, what can I do for you?"
Tang Duo's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she pursed her lips, looking as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
"We're siblings, what's there to hide?" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
Hearing Jiang Fan say this, Tang Duo finally made up her mind to tell him what had happened.
" Xiao Fan, I've been feeling like someone's following me lately."
"What?!"
The smile on Jiang Fan's face vanished abruptly, replaced by a solemn expression.
"Not only that, I overheard my parents talking in the kitchen. They said it seemed like someone was following them too. Guoguo Guoguo's kindergarten teacher said a stranger came today, pretending to be a parent and wanting to pick her Guoguo. Luckily, the teacher was responsible and vigilant enough; she called my mom to ask if that was true."
The more Tang Duo spoke, the more her brows furrowed.
If it weren't for this, she wouldn't want to cause Jiang Fan any more trouble, especially since it concerned the safety of her family.
In addition, he was kidnapped twice in succession and used to threaten Jiang Fan, forcing him to venture into dangerous territory.
She really didn't want to see that happen again.
"Sister Duoduo, don't worry, I'll handle it. You can go to school as usual tomorrow, and you don't need to worry about Mom and Dad and Guoguo," Jiang Fan said.
Early the next morning.
Jiang Fan sat at home, closed his eyes, and released his energy outwards from his own position.
Xing Wu brought his family to Fortress No. 1 ahead of time. After arranging their accommodations, he naturally had to consider the convenience of their lives and studies.
Therefore, neither Tang Duo's university nor Tang Guo's kindergarten is too far away, and he can easily cover them with his Psychic Power.
Soon, he "saw" the group of people who were following Tang Guo. They were not Martial Artist, but just a few thugs with dyed hair and tattoos of some unknown design.
This was also within his guess; after all, if it were truly Martial Artist, Tang Guo certainly wouldn't be able to detect it.
At the same time, he also "saw" several people loitering around the kindergarten. They were dressed similarly to the people who were following Tang Guo; they were all thugs.
Jiang Fan acted very quickly, and his moves were quite swift and decisive.
In a small alley near the kindergarten, Jiang Fan stood on a pile of thugs.
"Are you going to tell me or not?!"
As the cold voice fell, Jiang Fan exerted force with his feet once more.
"Awooooo--"
"Awooooo--"
Cries of agony rose and fell.
"Still not going to talk? Let's see how long you can keep up your stubbornness!"
Jiang Fan then unleashed another beating.
Another blood-curdling scream rang out.
"Let's talk! Let's talk!"
The moment the man opened his mouth, it overflowed with blood.
"Brother, you told us to speak, so why don't you ask first?"
He was really wronged and confused. They were on a mission when they were suddenly attacked and brutally beaten by people who appeared out of nowhere.
Seriously, without asking any questions, they just started punching and kicking us. The whole time they were just being made to talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk. The worst part is that they weren't given a chance to answer after all that questioning; they just kept hitting and beating us.
Are you sick?
I'm asking you, which mental hospital did you get released from?!
"I didn't ask?" Jiang Fan was also taken aback.
But only for a moment; the next second, he immediately reverted to his ruthless and bloodthirsty self.
Why didn't you remind me sooner?
The thug who was grabbed was on the verge of tears, feeling like a million alpacas were stampeding over his head, his face showing nothing but a fawning, obsequious expression.
"Brother, you're right, you're right. It's my fault, I didn't remind you. So what exactly do you want to ask?"
Jiang Fan didn't have time to continue arguing with these thugs, and asked:
Who sent you?
"It's the Li Family, Li Renfeng."
It really was him.
Before coming, Jiang Fan already had a guess in his mind.
He only has a few enemies; recently, the only ones he's clashed with are the Jin Family and Li Family.
" Li Renfeng, it seems this day next year will be the anniversary of your death."
Night falls.
Inside a private room at an entertainment club.
Li Renfeng was drinking and chatting with several bosses.
"Mr. Li, have you found your son?"
As the drunken boss finished speaking, the temperature in the private room suddenly dropped to tens of degrees below zero Celsius.