Ning Fan smiled disdainfully: "If you let me come, you will humiliate me. There is no need."
"Ning..." Luo Banxian could also hear that these words were meant to humiliate Ning Fan, saying that he was the abandoned son of the Ning family.
But Luo Guofeng on the side grabbed Luo Banxian, shook his head and told her not to speak.
Because even if Luo Banxian disagrees with what happens next, it cannot change the facts.
"We don't mean to humiliate you, I just want to remind you that you are no longer a descendant of the Ning family and you need to recognize your identity."
"I think I know my identity very well. I never said that I was from the Ning family from the beginning to the end." Ning Fan said.
The three old guys smiled, and Mr. Luo said: "It doesn't matter, we have called you here for one thing."
"Please say!"
Two people walked in from the door, one carrying a suitcase and the other carrying a tray covered with red cloth.
The box was opened, and inside were stacks of beautiful knives, and inside the tray was a book of exercises.
"This is three million US dollars, and it is also a Xuan-level skill. As long as you terminate your engagement with the Exalted Immortal, it will all be yours." Mr. Luo said.
Ning Fan and Luo Banxian were both surprised. It turned out that they were not here to discuss the engagement, but Ning Fan was here to break off the engagement.
"Dad, what on earth is going on?" Luo Banxian was puzzled.
When they first learned that Ning Fan had entered the capital, the people in his family were happy. Why did they suddenly change their attitude?
Ning Fan said: "What does this mean? If I don't get involved in the marriage contract, I won't be able to leave here, right?"
"Not that much, we know you will agree."
"I'm sorry, this was signed by you and my master. I, a junior, am not qualified to make decisions on behalf of my master."
The master of the Luo family smiled and said: "Ning Fan, don't you know that your master has fallen?"
"Humph, do you think I will believe it?"
"Hahaha, your master really didn't tell you. Let me tell you. Your master died on Tianshan Mountain three days ago. His life has come to an end. Didn't he see you before he left?
"
Ning Fan frowned slightly. If he really said that, his master would have gone down the mountain to summon him and his senior sisters to have dinner together.
Then he left without saying goodbye in the morning. Did Master really know that his life was coming to an end?
"You can make your own choice now, either break off the engagement or stay here."
"Threatening me, even if my master Shou Yuan has come to an end, I am still his disciple. My master has never taught me to bow to others." Ning Fan's eyes flashed with coldness.
"Then you insist on doing this. You have to know that there are many people better than you. Now that your master is gone, what do you think you are?" The third master of the Luo family asked with a sinister smile.
"Your master has fallen. With your current status, how can you be worthy of being relegated to an immortal? There are many people better than you. Young man, you must recognize the facts."
"Haha, I want to see who this person is?" Ning Fan asked.
Needless to say, one can guess that a certain family must have proposed the marriage, and since their master passed away, they were more willing to marry Luo Banxian to a family with a more powerful background.
The old man of the Luo family smiled and said: "This person is the number one person of the younger generation in this generation, Beiming Clan, Beiming Zun."
"Brother Beiming." Luo Banxian was shocked.
She is very familiar with this person. As an outstanding disciple of the two major families, Beiming Zun is not only powerful, but also has a strong background.
It is said that the God of War, one of the Three Emperors, personally taught him martial arts.
He is also someone Luo Banxian is more optimistic about. After all, what woman doesn't like an excellent man.
On the contrary, Ning Fan's strength is just like that, and he is a bit of a gangster. He can't be said to be annoying, but he can't be said to be liked either.
Ning Fan took a sip of tea and said: "I'm sorry to tell you, don't even think about it. Don't think that because my master has left, you think I'm easy to bully."