Chapter 1: The Eye-Catching Wedding

  Ye Rou didn't respond, but Ning Fan heard the sound of rapid keyboard typing coming from the other end of the phone. Less than a minute later, Ye Rou's voice, still barely containing her excitement, came through again: "Quickly start the car, turn left in 400 meters ahead, and drive as fast as you can forward! Don't ask why, just do it first!"

  Ning Fan stepped on the accelerator without hesitation, and the car quickly sped out. In less than ten seconds, the car suddenly turned left, Ning Fan floored it, and rushed forward wildly!

  "Hurry up, hurry up!" Ye Rou was still urging, "How come your car is so broken?"

  Ning Fan didn't have the heart to refute Ye Rou at this moment, besides, the performance of this car was indeed average. Although he had already floored it, the current speed was already the limit.

  Fortunately, it was around 2 or 3 in the morning, so there were no people or cars on the road. Ning Fan could drive freely without worrying about hitting anyone. As for whether he would be punished by traffic police, Ning Fan didn't care at this point.

  "Hurry up!" Ye Rou urged again, and at the same time, Ning Fan also heard the sound of typing coming from that side. Ye Rou seemed to be quite busy at the moment.

  A crossroads appeared ahead, Ning Fan didn't slow down and continued to speed up, but at this moment, a yellow shadow appeared in his line of sight. Ning Fan subconsciously loosened the accelerator and stepped on the brakes.

  But in the next instant, he found that something was wrong. That yellow shadow was a yellow Lamborghini, which was exactly Zhu Mingjie's Lamborghini!

  At the same time, Ye Rou's shouting also came into his ears: "Don't slow down, go faster, ram into it, directly ram into it, otherwise your broken car won't be able to catch up with theirs!"

  Before Ye Rou finished speaking, Ning Fang had already reacted and immediately stepped on the accelerator again, fiercely crashing into that Lamborghini!

  Boom!

  Ah!

  A loud crash, accompanied by the screeching of brakes, almost simultaneously erupted, and the intense shockwave made Ning Fan's body nearly jump up, while the airbag also popped out instantly, showing just how severe this collision was.

  The brakes were also pressed to the end, and the Great Wall SUV stopped just before hitting the roadside guardrail. The Lamborghini was not so lucky, this luxury car was clearly at a disadvantage in this collision, and was directly hit and rolled over several times before landing on its side by the road.

  Ning Fan suddenly pushed open the car door and got out. This time, the intense collision didn't cause him any harm, but he believed that Lan Boqi and Zhu Mingjie in the Lamborghini were not feeling well now.

  Ning Fan rushed towards the Lamborghini that had been hit and was partially disintegrated, but before he could get there, he saw the car door being pushed open, and a person crawled out from inside. Looking at that black Tang suit, wasn't it the one who was after his life?

  What surprised Ning Fan was that the pursuer looked completely unscathed, and didn't look like he had just been in a car accident at all!

  He sprang to his feet, looked up at Ning Fang, and a hint of disdain appeared in his eyes: "Didn't anyone tell you that the Chosen One is indestructible? A mere car accident can't hurt me?"

  "Stop pretending, maybe the Chosen One is really formidable, but the formidable one isn't you. Otherwise, you wouldn't have to rely on technology to evade my pursuit!" Ning Fan gazed coldly at Pursuer of Life. Ye Rou had just told him that Pursuer of Life was able to avoid him all along because someone else, just like Ye Rou, had also infiltrated the traffic monitoring system in Qingyun City. Just now, Ye Rou had temporarily deceived the other party using hacking techniques, which allowed Ning Fan to crash into the Lamborghini head-on.

  "So, now that you've found me, what can you do?" The eyes that were chasing him still had a hint of disdain, his expression was even more arrogant, and he didn't show any signs of being caught off guard or embarrassed. It seemed that he still had complete confidence in himself.

  "I don't care what you did to my mother, correct your behavior immediately, otherwise I'll let you know what it means to get hurt!" Ning Fan took a few steps closer, his fists clenched slightly.

  "He who has a heavenly fate will not be injured." said the pursuer at an unhurried pace.

  "Is it?" Ning Fan sneered, "I'd like to see if you'll get hurt or not!"

  Before he could finish speaking, Ning Fan fiercely punched the pursuer's cheek!

  Pursuing life stood upright, with an arrogant face standing still on the spot, not moving at all, without any intention of dodging. At that moment, Ning Fan was slightly surprised, and it seemed that Pursuing Life really thought he wouldn't get hurt!

  "You'll know soon enough, how ridiculous it is to attack a Heaven's Chosen...” Nian Ming listened to the toneless voice, but felt an even thicker sense of disdain. However, before he could finish speaking, he suddenly let out a pained grunt: "Ugh!"

  Ning Fan's heavy punch landed squarely on Zhuiming's cheek, a tooth flew out with a thread of blood, and half of Zhuiming's face instantly swelled up red.

  "That's great!" Ning Fan suddenly heard Ye Rou's excited shouting in his ear, "Beat him, keep beating him!"

  Obviously, this polar iceberg also has a passionate and enterprising side, it's just that ordinary people can't see it.

  "Seriously hurt him?" A surprised voice also came at this time, no doubt, she and Ye Rou were together monitoring the situation here.

  After the pain passed, Zhui Ming's eyes were filled with horror, and the arrogance on his face disappeared instantly. He looked at Ning Fang, his expression as if he had seen a ghost!

  "Now, do you know what it's like to be hurt?" Ning Fang coldly stared at Zhui Ming, "Speak, what exactly did you use on my mother?"

  "This is impossible, absolutely impossible!" The tone of the words completely lost its calmness, he stared at Ning Fang fiercely and roared: "How could you possibly hurt me? You're just an ordinary person!"

  Ning Fan didn't say a word and directly threw another punch.

  Huh?

  He let out another pained hum as his other cheek also quickly turned red and swollen.

  But the pain seemed to be forgotten in an instant, his eyes turned red, and he looked at Ning Fang with a somewhat crazy expression: "It was done by Liu Daozhang, wasn't it? It must have been Liu Daozhang. How did he do it? What exactly did he do? Where is he?"

  In the end, a mad roar of pursuit came: "Where is he?"

  Ning Fan furrowed his brow slightly, still unsure why the reaction was so intense. Had no one ever managed to injure a Tianming before? But if Lao Dao was also a Tianming, he recalled that during their sparring sessions in the past, he had once inflicted minor injuries on Lao Dao, which should have been a normal occurrence.

  But now is not the time for Ning Fan to be distracted, he needs to let his mother have a smooth operation, so he decides to temporarily ignore this matter, and with that thought flashing through his mind, Ning Fan takes action once again.

  With a stretch of his hand, Ning Fan grabbed the assassin's arm and twisted it with force!

  Crack!

  A cracking sound rang out, and Pursuit of Life let out a rather mournful cry: "Ah..."

  But in the next instant, this mournful cry suddenly stopped, and Ning Fang had suddenly pinched the throat of the pursuer!

  "Coldly staring at the pursuer, Ning Fang's voice was even colder: 'I'll ask you again, what did you do to my mother? If you won't say, then I can guarantee that what I'm about to twist off isn't your arm, but your neck!'"

  After saying this, Ning Fang slightly loosened his fingers, allowing Zhui Ming to barely speak.

  "I, I didn't do anything to your mother..." The eyes of the pursuer revealed a fearful expression. A heavenly being who always thought he was invincible and couldn't be hurt, let alone killed, suddenly found his common sense overturned. Facing the threat of death, he was even more fragile than an ordinary person!

  "Are you saying that nothing will happen to my mother?" Ning Fan let out a slight sigh of relief.

  "Cough...cough..." He coughed violently a couple of times, then shook his head laboriously. "No, something will happen."

  "Speak clearly, what's going on?" Ning Fan had the urge to directly throttle him to death, but at this moment, he still had to endure it. After all, the most important thing was his mother's safety.

  "Professor Qian, who is operating on your mother, had his daughter kidnapped. He can't focus during the operation and an accident will happen, so your mother will be in trouble too." Chui Ming said hastily: "Unless you find Professor Qian's daughter immediately and let him calm down, otherwise, an accident during the operation is inevitable!"

  "Was it you who had Professor Qian's daughter kidnapped?" Ning Fan asked coldly.

  "No, the one who should have kidnapped Professor Qian's daughter is the real kidnapper. I just foresaw this event and slightly altered the timeline to make it happen at this moment!" Chui Meng said with a hint of pride in his eyes, "This is the true power of us destined ones!"

  At this moment, Ning Fan heard a voice in his ear: "Don't completely deny the ability of the Heaven's Chosen just because Pursuit of Life has used other means. I can guarantee that the Heaven's Chosen is real and Pursuit of Life is indeed one of them. He must have just used other means to assist, after all, he is the weakest among the Heaven's Chosen under that person, so it's normal for him to use some assisting means."

  There was a moment when Ning Fan doubted the so-called destiny, thinking it might be a lie. But after recalling the old Dao's words, Ning Fan still believed that destiny should truly exist. And Wu Yi's words made Ning Fan even more certain of his judgment - that this world indeed has something called destiny, but it's not necessarily as powerful as rumored, nor is it invincible.

  "Where is Professor Qian's daughter?" Ning Fan asked slowly, staring at Chui Meng.

  "I don't know," said Zhui Ming, shaking his head.

  "Aren't you supposed to be able to foresee people's destinies?" Ning Fan said in a furious tone.

  "Each of us who can see the fate of others does so in a different way. I need to have met someone in order to possibly see part of their fate, but I haven't met Professor Qian's daughter, only Professor Qian himself."

  "How much more time does my mother have?" Ning Fan gritted his teeth and asked.