Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy-Chapter 57: Stunned in - , dumbfounded

But the crazed Nalan Feng completely ignored the voices around him.

BANG!

A gunshot rang out. The Desert Eagle had finally spat fire, the bullet speeding toward Wu Tian.

Nalan Feng was elated. Wu Tian must be dead now!

Nangong Yi and the others thought the same. The shot has been fired; how could Wu Tian possibly survive?

However, Wu Tian’s steps never faltered as he continued toward Nalan Feng. At this, Nalan Feng panicked. The spectators were stunned. They stared closer, only to see that Wu Tian was completely unharmed, with no bullet wound on his body.

"What’s going on here?" Lin Tianlong asked Nangong Yi again.

"It’s simple," Nangong Yi said. "Nalan Feng missed. Otherwise, how could Wu Tian be fine?"

Many people shared Nangong Yi’s view. After all, how could a flesh-and-blood human survive being shot?

As Wu Tian approached, Nalan Feng was finally scared stiff. What should I do?

The Desert Eagle roared again.

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

It barked six times in a row until all that was left was the useless CLICK... CLICK... of an empty gun.

Yet Wu Tian remained completely unharmed.

The onlookers froze, then quietly began casting contemptuous glances at Nalan Feng.

"Damn, and this guy dares call himself the number one young master of Yang City?"

"With shooting skills like that, he dares carry a gun? They’re only three or four meters apart, and he can’t even hit him?"

"Just how bad is his marksmanship?"

Nalan Feng was at a complete loss, with no idea what was happening. In fact, he had trained in marksmanship and was actually a decent shot. So how could this be happening now? How could every single shot have missed?

Only then did Nalan Feng notice the arrival of Xiao Liang, Xia Qian, and Nalan Jie. Seeing them, he was ecstatic.

"Dad! Master! Come save me!" Nalan Feng shouted. He then turned to Wu Tian and said coldly, "You’re finished! You’re finished! Do you know about the Five Surnames and Seven Families? You won’t be living much longer."

Lin Fa hadn’t expected them to show up. Among the three who arrived, Nalan Jie was actually walking in the back. What does that mean? The status of the two people in front must be immense!

Nangong Yi was simply puzzled. Why would Xia Qian even come here?

As soon as Xiao Liang arrived, he glared at Nalan Feng and barked, "Tell me, what were you just doing?"

Nalan Feng assumed Xiao Liang was concerned for him, angry that he had put himself in danger before they arrived.

"Master, it was him! It was all his fault! He tried to attack me," Nalan Feng pointed at Wu Tian, complaining to Xiao Liang. "He sneaked into the Gambling Stone Field, breaking the rules, and then he hit me. Master, you can’t let him go!"

He failed to notice the strange expressions on Xiao Liang’s and Xia Qian’s faces.

Nalan Jie didn’t know who Wu Tian was. He walked over and asked his son, "Are you alright?"

"Dad, you have to get revenge for me!" Seeing Nalan Jie approach, Nalan Feng began sobbing, snot and tears streaming down his face. "You have to stand up for me! You must! This guy disrespected me, and disrespecting me is the same as disrespecting the Nalan Family!"

Nalan Feng acted like the complete victim.

Nalan Jie was furious, his fists clenched tightly.

Noticing Nalan Jie’s expression, Lin Fa looked utterly dejected. It seems Wu Tian really is finished tonight.

Nangong Yi and Lin Tianlong, however, had smiles creeping back onto their faces. So what if Wu Tian can fight? He’s still going to die tonight.

Nalan Jie looked at Wu Tian and said coldly, "Tonight, I will show you the consequences of offending the Nalan Family."

But the words had barely left his mouth when—

SMACK!

Someone slapped Nalan Jie across the face.

The one who slapped him wasn’t Wu Tian, but Xiao Liang.

This stunned everyone yet again. What on earth was going on?

Nalan Feng couldn’t believe his eyes. How could my master hit my father?

Even Nalan Jie, the one who was hit, looked utterly astonished. Has my teacher gone senile and hit the wrong person?

But just as he had that thought—

SMACK!

Xiao Liang landed another slap across Nalan Jie’s face, snapping him to his senses.

"Teacher, what’s wrong with you? Are you sick?" Nalan Jie asked, panicked.

This wasn’t the Xiao Liang he knew. In my memory, Teacher Xiao Liang has always been very good to me.

Xiao Liang, however, ignored Nalan Jie. He walked toward Wu Tian, bowed politely, and said gravely, "Mr. Wu Tian, this is my mistake. I never expected something like this to happen tonight. Please, don’t be too angry."

Dead silence.

Upon hearing Xiao Liang’s words, Nalan Jie and Nalan Feng were dumbfounded. As for everyone else, they were utterly speechless.

Nalan Jie was the first to react, his face filled with disbelief, his jaw nearly on the floor.

This young man... is he the Mr. Wu Tian that my teacher wanted to introduce to me? This young man... is he the expert my teacher has been talking about? My God, how can this be?

Nalan Feng also realized what was going on. He shuddered and began muttering to himself in a daze. No, this can’t be happening... How could it be like this? I thought the expert Master Xiao Liang spoke of would be an old man with white hair and a transcendent air... I never imagined that expert would be the Wu Tian standing right in front of me! No, this isn’t right, this is all wrong! What gives him the right to be called an expert?

"Master, you must have been deceived!" Nalan Feng suddenly cried out. "The times are changing, and so are the scammers’ techniques! You must have been tricked!"

The moment the words left his mouth, another slap landed hard on his face.

SMACK!

A bright red palm print appeared on Nalan Feng’s cheek, but he didn’t dare show any anger, because the one who had hit him was Xiao Liang.

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Xiao Liang said, his face livid. "Mr. Wu Tian is my equal. To question him is to question me!"

His words struck Nalan Jie like a bolt of lightning, sending colossal waves crashing through his heart.

Really? This young man is truly the expert my teacher spoke of? An expert? How could that be?

The other onlookers were bewildered, but Lin Fa knew one thing: Wu Tian was definitely going to be fine tonight.

Nangong Yi and Lin Tianlong, on the other hand, looked displeased, especially Nangong Yi. To be revered by such a powerful figure... isn’t that the kind of treatment reserved for the ’King of Soldiers’ protagonist from one of those novels? But why does this treatment belong to Wu Tian? Why not to me, Nangong Yi?

At that moment, Xiao Liang sighed, walked up to Wu Tian, and asked, "Mr. Wu Tian, how would you like to deal with Nalan Feng?"

Seeing this, Nalan Jie also stepped forward immediately. "Mr. Wu Tian," he said hastily, "my son is young and ignorant. Please, for the sake of the Nalan Family, spare him this once. The Nalan Family will be sure to reward you handsomely in the future."

Hearing this, Nalan Feng felt a surge of hope that he would be saved.

Everyone else waited for Wu Tian’s answer, assuming he would agree. In the eyes of Nangong Yi and the others, letting Nalan Feng off in exchange for the Nalan Family’s future backing was a very profitable trade.

So, what was Wu Tian thinking?