858: Chapter 847: Ning Fan is Doomed!
858: Chapter 847: Ning Fan is Doomed!
“Finally here, huh?”
Even Fei Peilie could sense Night Five’s arrival, let alone Teng Yun Geshang.
As the second-in-command within the Umbrella, aside from Konstantin, he was arguably the person who understood Night Five best.
This elite combat squad signified one thing: slaughter.
Unless the fight came down to the last member standing, they would not cease their killing until the mission was complete, or until they shed the last drop of blood — only then would they sheath their blades.
They were like a double-edged sword that could not retreat without drawing blood.
Night Five had always been something Teng Yun Geshang coveted deeply.
Many times, he had attempted to wrest them away from Konstantin’s grasp, but each attempt had ended in failure.
This deadly war machine was tightly held by Konstantin, giving Teng Yun Geshang no opportunity to touch it.
For Teng Yun Geshang, his feelings toward Night Five were complicated.
The squad had been restructured many times, facing the threat of being disbanded and rebranded repeatedly for the sake of the Umbrella.
Yet each time, they had managed to survive.
However, such a formidable squad, the cleaner of the Umbrella, would only obey the orders of Konstantin or the leader of the Umbrella.
This made Teng Yun Geshang conflicted.
Not being able to wield them meant they were of no use to him.
Night Five’s existence was also why Teng Yun Geshang had been holding back, avoiding an outright confrontation with Konstantin.
To Teng Yun Geshang, Night Five was undoubtedly a thorny problem.
Without a proper solution to deal with them, Teng Yun Geshang would not act rashly against Konstantin anytime soon.
Conversely, if there were a way to bring Night Five under his control, it would serve as a tremendous bargaining chip for Teng Yun Geshang — an opportunity he would eagerly seize.
Unfortunately, Konstantin held Night Five very close, refusing to give Teng Yun Geshang any opportunity for interference.
“Do you think Ning Fan has a chance to survive this time?”
Teng Yun Geshang knew Ning Fan was strong; he had escaped death countless times.
But this time, with Night Five deployed, he didn’t believe Ning Fan could survive.
Against overwhelming power, unless Ning Fan possessed extraordinary luck, Teng Yun Geshang was convinced Ning Fan would die.
“Lord Teng Yun Geshang, to be honest, Ning Fan is absolutely doomed this time.
He has far too little time left.
Right now, he’s merely at the Peak Object-Manipulating Realm, while the combined strength of Night Five puts them on par with True Origin Realm elites.
I don’t see how Ning Fan can possibly fend them off!”
Fei Peilie spoke thoughtfully.
He had analyzed the scenario repeatedly.
Ning Fan was undeniably powerful but remained at the Peak Object-Manipulating Realm.
He hadn’t yet reached the True Origin Realm.
Against Night Five, who could hold their ground against True Origin experts, Ning Fan stood no chance.
For Fei Peilie, Ning Fan’s fate seemed sealed this time — survival was beyond hope.
Moreover, Night Five’s mobilization was a clear indicator of Konstantin’s determined resolve to eliminate Ning Fan, an ominous signal for Teng Yun Geshang’s camp.
Upon hearing this, Teng Yun Geshang’s expression darkened.
Konstantin’s attitude was unmistakable: Ning Fan’s existence was intolerable.
As Konstantin’s rival, Teng Yun Geshang naturally had no intention of letting Konstantin succeed.
Ning Fan’s survival held value for him, if only to vex Konstantin.
“For now, Ning Fan must not die, Fei Peilie.
You know what to do.”
Teng Yun Geshang didn’t want Ning Fan dead just yet.
He still planned to use Ning Fan to deal with Konstantin, the obstacle in his path.
But when Fei Peilie heard Teng Yun Geshang’s words, bitterness seeped into his heart.
Teng Yun Geshang wanted to help Ning Fan get through this ordeal, but that meant trouble for Fei Peilie himself.
He knew all too well the fearsome reputation of Night Five.
If he had a choice, he would much rather decline.
He did not wish to face Night Five over a single man named Ning Fan.
But now, Teng Yun Geshang’s intentions were clear — he was resolute in saving Ning Fan.
Fei Peilie didn’t dare to refuse; doing so would put him at odds with Teng Yun Geshang.
Fei Peilie had a good grasp of his superior’s mindset.
But he couldn’t ignore that he had been thrust headlong into mortal danger.
Although teaming up with Ning Fan offered a slim chance of dealing with Night Five, Fei Peilie had no desire to take such a gamble.
“…I understand.”
Yet, there was no room for choice.
In front of Teng Yun Geshang, Fei Peilie could only nod.
Refusal wasn’t an option.
At this moment, no matter how unwilling he felt, he had no choice but to accept the task.
To secretly aid Ning Fan in countering Night Five — such was Teng Yun Geshang’s intended plan.
“What a shame that Thousand Faces is dead.
If he were here, he could disguise you so well that no one could uncover your identity.”
Though Teng Yun Geshang was proficient in the Face-changing Technique himself, his skills fell far short of Thousand Faces’ extraordinary mastery.
Fei Peilie’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing this remark.
Teng Yun Geshang was warning him not to reveal his identity.
If his identity were exposed, the outcome would be inevitable — Teng Yun Geshang would abandon him without hesitation.
Consideration brought a chill to Fei Peilie’s heart.
He had been pushed into the fire pit.
Yet resistance was futile.
As Teng Yun Geshang’s pawn, he lacked the power to defy him.
For now, Teng Yun Geshang’s directives bound Fei Peilie and Ning Fan tightly together.
They would have to survive this ordeal together!
Night Five was now close — practically underfoot.
Teng Yun Geshang hadn’t gone out to meet them and had no intention of doing so.
But deep into the night, Night Five came knocking.
When Fei Peilie opened the door and saw the five figures standing before him, he froze.
He hadn’t expected Night Five to come after them directly.
“Is Lord Teng Yun Geshang in?
Night Five has come to pay their respects.”
The lead figure spoke coldly, his gaze frigid to the core.
Even Fei Peilie, a man who had shed copious amounts of blood, felt an acute discomfort.
As Fei Peilie observed the group, his heart raced.
How many lives had they taken to harbor such a chilling aura?
Night Five paid Fei Peilie no heed.
After entering the room, they immediately sought out Teng Yun Geshang.
“Night Five greets Lord Teng Yun Geshang!”
Although Night Five operated under Konstantin, Teng Yun Geshang’s position within the Umbrella demanded their respect.
Seeing the five figures in front of him, sensing their murderous intent even thicker than their previous encounter, Teng Yun Geshang was visibly alarmed.
He instinctively asked, “Is your mission in the Middle East complete?”
“Only half complete.”
It wasn’t a classified mission, and given Teng Yun Geshang’s status, they answered him without hesitation.
“Only half complete?
You’ve done well…”
There was a strange glint in Teng Yun Geshang’s eyes.