Chapter 313: Chapter 313

Tattooed Man directly pointed his baseball bat. "Guys, beat this idiot up for me!"

The three followers immediately behind Tattooed Man grabbed their baseball bats and rushed towards Ding Fan. In their eyes, with their bats smashing down together, Ding Fan either would be beaten half to death or at least unable to get up.

However, when they charged at him, they realized that the situation was completely different from what they had expected.

As the four of them just reached Ding Fan, he swiftly dodged, then with a bizarre angle, he threw a flying kick.

The one at the front still didn't understand what was happening when he was directly kicked by Ding Fan's foot and sent flying backward.

The inertia of his backward flight was strong, and before the other two behind him could react, they were directly knocked down by his body.

Tattooed Man, who was halfway in his charge, stopped dead. He hadn't expected his henchmen to be floored by a single kick.

Looking over, the three men were groaning, indicating they likely couldn't get off the ground any time soon.

Tattooed Man knew this was bad. He tossed his baseball bat aside and turned to run, but his plan was far too naive.

In front of Ding Fan, how could he possibly escape?

Tattooed Man suddenly felt a cold breeze on his back, and immediately felt lighter under his feet. By the time he realized what was happening, he found himself being lifted up as easily as if he were a small chick.

"Fuck! Kid, don't blame me for not telling you, my dad is..."

"Beat it!" Ding Fan didn't even wait for Tattooed Man to finish stating who his father was, gripping his arm and throwing him with force.

Tattooed Man was spun around in mid-air before being harshly thrown to the ground. His eyes rolled back, and his tongue was thrown out. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩•𝗳𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝕟𝕖𝕥

These rich kids, always starting with "Do you know who my dad is?" If they didn't mention who their dad was, Ding Fan might have just kicked and been done with it, but since you act so pretentious, Ding Fan might as well make it harsh.

Ding Fan didn't care who your dad was. So what if your dad is Li Gang!

"Wow... so handsome. No wonder he caught my eye!" Mary clapped enthusiastically from the side.

A fully grown man, completely defenseless in Ding Fan's hands, Ding Fan turned beating into an art form. Mary had never imagined that watching someone else beat people could be such a joyful, satisfying affair.

The four men who had come to pursue Mary were fierce at first, but in a blink of an eye, they were all beaten by Ding Fan until none could get up, with Tattooed Man in worse condition, his face squashed, his nasal bone probably broken, and not many teeth left in his mouth.

"Brother, we were wrong, we won't dare to touch your woman again!" The three men whom Ding Fan had flipped earlier, although unable to rise, were clear-minded and hurriedly begged Ding Fan for mercy.

Confronting a tough guy like Ding Fan, they dared not show off anymore. A big man, thrown around like a small chick — how could they possibly provoke someone like that?

These men realized that if they didn't soften their stance now, their fate wouldn't be much better than that of Tattooed Man.

Ding Fan didn't even bother paying attention to those men. He didn't care how they would treat Mary in the future. If it weren't for today's encounter and the little fairy being too troublesome, Ding Fan wouldn't have intervened.

"Trying to act tough in front of me, see if you dare to be arrogant with me again!" At that moment, Mary approached, lifted her foot, and kicked the men lying on the ground.

The men groaned in pain from Mary's kicks, but with Ding Fan there, how could they dare to resist?

Ding Fan, however, had a face full of annoyance — this little fairy really knew how to ride on someone else's coattails.

Just then, a stream of consciousness swept over Ding Fan. He could feel that he was probably being targeted by a powerful martial artist.

Ding Fan acted as if nothing happened, but his Divine Sense surreptitiously scanned in the direction from which the consciousness had come.

Not far from Ding Fan, he spotted a woman. She appeared to be around fifty years old, dressed in a Taoist robe, clearly the source of the consciousness.

However, after Ding Fan's Divine Sense had scanned her, he suddenly felt that the person's aura was very familiar. After a moment of contemplation, he quickly remembered someone.

Jing Yi! The Taoist nun who had taken Zhou Ruoran away.

Why was she here? Could it be that Ruoran had remembered him? At that moment, Ding Fan felt oddly nervous, hastily scanning around.

Yet, to Ding Fan's disappointment, Zhou Ruoran wasn't anywhere to be seen.

Just as Ding Fan was somewhat distracted, Mary came over, wrapped her arms around him, and kissed his cheek.

"Brother Fan, you're so handsome, how about you be my boyfriend!"

Ding Fan was brought back to his senses by Mary's kiss. "Mary, I have some stuff to attend to, you go ahead,"

Having said this, Ding Fan stopped talking to Mary and silently walked towards the direction where Jing Yi was hiding. Mary was stunned for a moment; she cocked her head and watched Ding Fan's retreating figure, seemingly pondering what kind of person Ding Fan really was at this moment.

Ding Fan walked toward where Jing Yi was hiding, and Jing Yi stood still without any intention of hiding. Until Ding Fan stood in front of her, she just quietly stood there.

"Do you know who Ruoran is missing the most right now?" Jing Yi looked at Ding Fan and didn't wait for him to speak; she had already spoken.

"Ruoran is thinking of me... right?" Ding Fan said, sensing that Ruoran missed him.

Jing Yi slightly nodded her head.

"Senior, previously I was blinded by love for my wife and caused much offense in Dancheng. Please, considering my deep love for my wife, let Ruoran return to my side," Ding Fan said, then gave a martial artist's bow to Jing Yi.

"Deep love for your wife..." Jing Yi uttered these words and then snorted softly.

Ding Fan was startled; he didn't understand why Jing Yi would feel this way.

Jing Yi's gaze was not on Ding Fan at this moment; her eyes were fixed on a white car slowly driving away in the distance.

The white car belonged to Mary, and it seemed that Jing Yi had misunderstood something between him and Mary...

Just as Ding Fan was about to speak, Jing Yi directly cut him off. "Ruoran has suffered a severe head injury, so she has temporary amnesia. After returning to the Peach Blossom Female Sect, she remembered bits and pieces about your relationship... After recalling that she had once shot you with an arrow, she wept bitterly and ****ed every night to come back to see you...

If you talk about deep yearning, I think Ruoran is the one," she said.

"Senior, I think there is some misunderstanding," Ding Fan said.

Jing Yi slightly shook her head. "There are no misunderstandings. For Ruoran's sake, I have learned much about you. A scion who overnight brought his family to ruin, and who used to either hit or scold Ruoran... Even after your family fell into hard times, you distanced yourself from Ruoran...

Now, you are back on your feet, but it seems your nature hasn't changed, and there probably isn't much room for Ruoran by your side anymore."

Jing Yi paused then continued, "Lin Qingqing... Mu Zi... Ye Ningbing... Mary... Ye Ningqing... Ding Fan, stop talking about missing Ruoran, I may not have been with Ruoran for long, but I care for her as my own.

You didn't treat her well before, and I ask that you don't disturb her anymore."

"Ruoran is my wife... Are you saying I don't even have the right to see my wife? Do you think your Peach Blossom Female Sect is so unreasonable as to tear us apart?" Ding Fan's expression grew stern.

"I did not come here to argue with you. I just want you to issue a letter of divorce to let her give up on you completely!" Jing Yi said.

"Dream on!" Ding Fan got angry. This Taoist nun had taken Ruoran away without reason back then, and now she was demanding he write a letter of divorce; what was this supposed to mean?

"Dream on? Ding Fan, you should know about the Gu Insect inside Ruoran," Jing Yi said.

Ding Fan's eyes narrowed. "Ruoran and I learned methods to control the Gu Insect together..."

"I have already told you, Ruoran lost her memory; she can't recall the past," Jing Yi said.

Ding Fan's eyes suddenly widened. "Did something happen to Ruoran?"

"The Gu Insect has seriously injured Ruoran's heart vessel..." Jing Yi said.

"What..." Ding Fan was as if struck by lightning, his body uncontrollably trembling.

If the heart vessel was damaged, even he would have a hard time saving her!

"Now, the only ones who can save Ruoran are us from the Peach Blossom Female Sect..." Jing Yi said.

Ding Fan's eyes lit up; indeed, if there was no urgent need for treatment, why would she bother telling him all this?

"If you are willing to save Ruoran's life, from now on, whatever the Peach Blossom Female Sect needs, just command me," Ding Fan usually did not speak lightly, but now it concerned Ruoran's life and death, so he could only lower his head.

"Saving Ruoran is not difficult, but there is one condition, you must write the letter of divorce…" Jing Yi said calmly.

Ding Fan was startled. Then his brows tightly furrowed.

"Ding Fan, I don't want Ruoran to be unhappy like before; I want her to face a new life, just let her go, and I am willing to save her!" Jing Yi said.

"Just by writing the divorce letter, you can save Ruoran?" Ding Fan slowly closed his eyes, feeling as if all his strength was being drained.

"If you want Ruoran to live, then write it..." Jing Yi said.