The black-robed figure who walked out.
Exuded an air of mystery.
Their aura was also exceptionally powerful.
Instilling an intangible pressure.
Upon seeing them, Wang Rongrong's brows immediately furrowed. "Brother, this mysterious person seems to be looking for you!"
Chen Fan could sense that the newcomer was a martial artist, and if so, there was a high probability!
Chen Fan said, "Alright, you should head back now!"
Wang Rongrong hesitated for a moment before nodding, "Then… alright! But be careful!"
Chen Fan casually acknowledged her.
Wang Rongrong then returned to the courtyard.
However, she was still a bit worried about Chen Fan, so she stopped at the doorway to eavesdrop!
Chen Fan faced the black-clothed person with a blank expression.
The black-clothed person slowly spoke, "Chen Fan, you need to come with me!"
Chen Fan directly refused, "I'm busy!"
The black-clothed person calmly asked, "Are you really busy, or are you unwilling?"
"What do you think?" Chen Fan found the black-clothed person to be rather peculiar.
The black-clothed person narrowed his eyes, "Come with me, and you won't regret it!"
His words remained filled with mystery.
Chen Fan chuckled playfully, "That's not a very funny joke!"
The black-clothed person stated calmly, "You came down from Niutou Mountain!"
At this, Chen Fan's expression changed instantly, his brows knitting together… but they soon relaxed, as he had some mention of Niutou Mountain in his public records.
"So what?" Chen Fan retorted.
The black-clothed person continued, "Don't you want to know about your origins?"
It was at this moment that Chen Fan's expression turned extremely serious, and he said sternly, "Who are you?"
"If you want to know, then come with me!"
The black-clothed person moved into the night, disappearing in moments.
Much like the martial arts technique of "flying over walls and walking on roofs."
If ordinary people had witnessed this, they would have been greatly alarmed.
Seeing this, Chen Fan quickly pursued.
In a short time, they arrived at a man-made park. Within the park was a grove of trees that, under the cloak of night, appeared quite mysterious.
Chen Fan said coldly, "Who are you!"
The black-clothed person replied coldly, "Who I am is not important; what's important is who you are!"
A riddle?
This finally angered Chen Fan, and he immediately attacked.
He lunged at the black-clothed person, launching his attack without a word.
In a flash, the black-clothed person was ruthlessly subdued and thrown to the ground. At the same time, Chen Fan tore off his mask.
An old face appeared, seemingly around sixty years old.
However, due to his martial artist status, he looked very vigorous.
"Old man, stop putting on a show in front of me!"
Chen Fan raised his fist and brought it close to the old man's face, stopping just inches away.
"Speak!"
The old man gazed at Chen Fan and muttered to himself, "So… so alike, truly so alike!"
Chen Fan was utterly confused. "So alike? Old man, if you don't want to die, hurry up and tell me!"
The old man showed no fear of Chen Fan's actions and continued, "Do you have a small red birthmark under your armpit?"
*Buzz!*
At this moment, Chen Fan's mind was struck like lightning. "You… how do you know that?"
This was his private information, something very few people knew!
"Speak!"
Chen Fan was somewhat agitated.
"How do you know!"
The old man's neck was turning red from Chen Fan's grip, and he was coughing continuously.
"You… if you don't let go, you're going to strangle me to death…"