The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1956

Ye Fan perked up. “There's a way for me to break through to the seventh level of Raijin Thunderdrake?”

I was this close to losing hope! The surprises never end with this little monster.

A hopeful grin spread across Ye Fan's face when Duanmu Wan'er nodded once more.

“Tell me, Wan'er. How do I get there?”

“You have to...” Duanmu Wan'er stammered as the blush in her cheeks intensified.

Ye Fan bristled with determination at her hesitance. “Rest assured, Wan'er. I will do whatever it takes to achieve the seventh level.”

It was Ye Fan's resolute expression that had caused Duanmu Wan'er to nod tersely.

“All right, then. But you need to follow my instructions closely for what comes next.”

“Deal!” Ye Fan answered a little too quickly.

Her first instruction for him was to knock Huangniu out and lock him in a room before them.

Ye Fan gazed uncomprehending^ at the cow and back at Duanmu Wan'er. What does the cow have to do with my training?

“You want a breakthrough, don't you?” she urged. “Knock Huangniu on the head or I won't help you.”

With a sigh of resignation, Ye Fan trudged toward Huangniu who was deep in slumber and slapped it across the head.

Not only did the slap not do the trick, but it had even caused Huangniu to jump to his hooves.

The calf was enraged that he stared at Ye Fan with angry eyes.

It was as if he was questioning Ye Fan's action.

What the hell was that for?

Ye Fan could not believe his eyes.

It was a rather forceful smack! Even a supreme grandmaster would have crumpled to the floor from that.

“Sorry about that, buddy,” Ye Fan explained hastily.

He did not have to worry about what to say next to appease the cow because Huangniu fell over out cold the next moment with an almighty crash.

Ye Fan heaved a sigh of relief before commencing the laborious task of hauling the unconscious cow into a little black room by the corridor.

“What's next?” he asked, panting as he returned to Duanmu Wan'er.

I can't tell what she's thinking, but I choose to trust her.

“Pinch your nose with one hand, raise the other above your head, and spin around on the spot three times.”

Ye Fan followed the instructions as well as he could. “Like this, Wan'er?”

Duanmu Wan'er chortled at the ludicrous sight, gracing the air with the sound of her tinkling laughter.

Ye Fan scowled as he realized how stupid he must have looked. “How dare you make a fool out of me?” he said in a huff. “You'll pay for that!”

At the final word, he made a dash toward her to rap his knuckles on her forehead.

To his surprise, she did not attempt to avoid his assault. Instead, she took it in good humor and even stuck her tongue out at him.

Duanmu Wan'er's playful demeanor intrigued Ye Fan, rendering him momentarily dumb.

She is just so pretty. There is no way I can get mad at her.

“You find it funny, don't you? I was beside myself with anxiety. I'm going to get really angry if you don't stop laughing!” Ye Fan growled.