Chen Fan glanced at the man with indifference in his eyes, showing no intention of making a move.
Seeing Chen Fan's expression, the man suddenly understood something and said with deep regret, "I shouldn't have trusted you! I should have known you wouldn't save me."
"Save you? How many people have died by your hand? How many families have been ruined because of you? I hate killers the most in my life," Da Xiong responded coldly.
Then, Da Xiong looked at Chen Fan, "Brother Fan, how should we deal with this kid?"
"Let him go. Nothing could be more painful than him waiting for death," Chen Fan said calmly, glancing at the man.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Fan left the room.
Da Xiong confiscated all the man's weapons and then followed Chen Fan.
The man, lying on the ground, watched Chen Fan and Da Xiong leave, despair filling his eyes.
If it were before, knowing he wouldn't survive, he would have let go of everything. But now, Chen Fan had given him hope of survival, only to plunge him into complete despair. This inner torment caused the man's emotions to completely collapse.
Especially when he thought about how Cheng Hua would treat his family after learning of his betrayal, the man finally shed tears of regret.
With this thought, the man slowly got up and walked towards the window.
As Chen Fan and Da Xiong had just walked out of the residential building, they heard a figure fall from a building not far away, landing directly in a flower bed.
The sudden event startled Da Xiong, who quickly shielded Chen Fan with his large body.
However, when Da Xiong saw the figure in the flower bed, his expression turned somewhat surprised, "Brother Fan, it's that killer from before."
Chen Fan glanced over and could tell at a glance that the killer's life force was rapidly fading.
"Let's go." Chen Fan didn't go to help. He knew that this was likely the man's form of redemption and release.
Da Xiong followed Chen Fan, also not going to check on the man's condition.
It wasn't that Chen Fan and Da Xiong were cold-blooded, but when facing a ruthless professional killer, they felt no sympathy whatsoever.
The two drove back to the club, where Song Wenting was already waiting in the living room.
After a few days of rest, her injuries had improved significantly, and she could walk. Since no bones or internal organs were damaged, her recovery was faster.
"Did you find the culprit?" Song Wenting asked as Chen Fan and Da Xiong returned.
She was also eager to know who else, besides Old Wolf and E Kui Ping, wanted to harm Chen Fan.
Da Xiong recounted the events in detail.
Upon hearing this, Song Wenting was somewhat surprised, "It was him? I never expected his ambition to be so great, wanting to take over as the successor."
However, Song Wenting then cautioned, "This Ma Peng is very cunning. Even if that killer hadn't died, Ma Peng would have extricated himself completely. You must be extremely careful when dealing with him."
"Sister-in-law, you worry too much. Anyone who dares to oppose my Brother Fan has only one path: death," Da Xiong said with immense pride.
If it were before, Song Wenting would have shown disdain, thinking he was boasting. But after these past few days, Song Wenting no longer thought that way.
However, Da Xiong's recent address made Song Wenting's face flush slightly.
Seeing that Chen Fan didn't stop him, for some reason, Song Wenting felt a hint of secret delight.
Touching her burning cheeks, Song Wenting's mind was in a turmoil, wondering if she had truly fallen for this young man.
"Da Xiong, you'll come back to Jiangcheng with me tomorrow," Chen Fan suddenly said.
"Back to Jiangcheng? Isn't Auntie's illness not yet cured?" Song Wenting asked Chen Fan with confusion.
Chen Fan nodded, "My mother's illness still requires someone's help. Until I find that person, I'm powerless. However, we can't just sit and wait; some things must be resolved."
"You're going back to deal with Ma Peng?" Song Wenting asked, surprised.
Seeing Chen Fan's expression, Song Wenting quickly advised, "That Ma Peng controls the entire underground forces of Huá Nán Province. If he wants to kill you, aren't you walking right into a trap by going back now?"
Chen Fan smiled calmly and pointed at Da Xiong, "Jiangcheng and Sùchéng are not his territory. Don't worry, I have a plan."
"Then I'll go back with you. With me here, he wouldn't dare do anything to you."
"You should stay in Kyoto. My mother still needs care, and I don't have many trusted people right now," Chen Fan said, looking at Song Wenting.
These words stunned Song Wenting, and she swallowed the rest of her words, nodding heavily at Chen Fan.
The main reason Chen Fan didn't bring Long Zhìjūn back to Jiangcheng was the long distance, and Chen Fan couldn't risk taking Long Zhìjūn on such a journey.
Moreover, Huangfu Qīnyuán was also searching for Long Zhìjūn. If Huangfu Qīnyuán found her, with his current strength, he wouldn't be able to protect his mother.
The next morning, Chen Fan and Da Xiong went directly to Kyoto International Airport.
They purchased the earliest flight of the day back to Jiangcheng.
However, as soon as Chen Fan boarded the plane, news of his departure from Kyoto reached the ears of several important figures in the capital.
Three hours later, at the exit of Jiangcheng Airport.
As Chen Fan and Da Xiong stepped out of the airport, they saw a tall and graceful figure standing at the arrival hall, anxiously watching the crowd passing by.
But when she saw the familiar figure, an anxious smile finally bloomed on her face, and she hurried towards the exit.
Such a beautiful woman running towards the arrival hall without regard for her image attracted the attention of many passersby, who turned to look.
When they saw such a beauty running towards a young man, and finally throwing herself into his arms, they were all stunned. Some were even resentful, feeling that such a beauty should have fallen into their arms.
"Shūrán, you're making me a public enemy like this," Chen Fan said with a helpless smile, looking at Qin Shūrán in his arms.
"I don't care. I'm hugging my boyfriend. What does it have to do with them?" Qin Shūrán nestled in Chen Fan's arms and refused to let go.
"That's how capable my Brother Fan is. Beautiful women flock to him wherever he goes. Let them envy him," Da Xiong said proudly from the side.
Chen Fan suddenly kicked Da Xiong.
Soon, Da Xiong realized he might have said something wrong and quickly shut his mouth.
Qin Shūrán, however, suddenly looked up and glanced suspiciously at Da Xiong, "Da Xiong, what did you just say?"
"I, I just meant that their envy makes our Brother Fan look even more outstanding. Everything else was nonsense," Da Xiong quickly explained.
Qin Shūrán was very intelligent, and Chen Fan's action just now clearly indicated he had something to hide.
"Hmph." Qin Shūrán was angry and snorted, turning to leave.
"Brother Fan, I was wrong," Da Xiong said, scratching his head.
Chen Fan was speechless and could only chase after Qin Shūrán.