Besides Ji Cang, Chu Qing and Ji Chang and others also followed.
As soon as they appeared, Zhao Quan's face became unnatural, and he bowed and said, "Master Cang!"
Ji Cang's gaze fell on Zhao Quan and he nodded, "You want to leave the Ghost Market?"
Zhao Quan fell silent at the words.
"Your life was saved by me, and I haven't treated you poorly for these three years."
Ji Cang's voice was calm.
Zhao Quan took a deep breath, suddenly knelt down on both knees, and bowed deeply.
Bang bang bang
After three crisp kowtows, Zhao Quan raised his head, his forehead already red.
"Master Cang, if I can survive, I will definitely come back."
"If I cannot survive, then I will repay Master Cang's kindness in the next life!"
Zhao Quan said with a hoarse voice.
Ji Cang looked at Zhao Quan and pondered for more than ten seconds before saying, "Get up, I can't keep you after all."
He paused and continued, "I'm not keeping you because you are efficient, but because I know that once you leave the Ghost Market, you will die outside."
"I know." Zhao Quan did not get up, but said hoarsely, "But some things must be done, even if there is only a slim chance."
Ji Cang stepped forward, pulled Zhao Quan up, patted his shoulder, and said, "Then take care. As long as you are alive, anything is possible. If you die, you will miss seeing many things!"
"Master Cang!"
Tears could not help but stream down Zhao Quan's face.
"If we meet again, call me Uncle Cang."
Ji Cang said with a smile.
Zhao Quan nodded heavily.
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at Ji Cang.
This Prince Ning Nan indeed had extraordinary skills in winning people's hearts.
To be able to reign here, Ji Cang's personal charm was extraordinary.
"Undefeated God of War, Heavenly Pride of the Chen family!"
His gaze fell on Chen Fan, and Ji Cang said, "You have caused me a loss of over five billion tonight!"
Chen Fan said, "Does Master Cang want me to compensate?"
"A bet is a bet. Everything here is settled on the stage. Fists conquer all directions, and life and death are by fate."
Ji Cang said, "You have already won ten consecutive victories. If I were to demand compensation, it would not only ruin my reputation, but also make people look down on Ji Cang!"
Chen Fan said, "Master Cang lives up to his name as Prince Ning Nan!"
Ji Cang shook his head and said, "I will not harm you. On the contrary, I will escort you out of the Ghost Market. In the future, you should not come to this Ghost Market again. You are an invincible commander. A place like the Ghost Market, where demons and ghosts survive, is of no benefit to you!"
Chen Fan said indifferently, "Who knows? There are always some evil spirits hiding in dark corners, thinking they won't be discovered."
Ji Cang chuckled, "I just want to remind you, when you give Xiao Ba hope and take him out, don't destroy his hope, that's all!"
"He is my person, he insisted on leaving with you and using your hand for revenge, so I can only fulfill his wish. I hope you treat him well!"
After speaking, he sat down on the sofa without waiting for Chen Fan's reply and said, "Chu Qing, see the guests out!"
"Okay, Master Cang!"
Chu Qing agreed and walked up to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan had already put on his coat and did not delay further. He nodded to Han Wei, signaling that they could leave.
After walking a few steps, Han Wei remembered something and said, "We bet two million four hundred thousand, and we haven't collected it yet!"
Chen Fan was stunned and looked at Ji Cang.
Ji Cang's face twitched, and he waved his hand, "Ji Chang, pay the bet money to Miss Han!"
Ji Chang gritted his teeth at the words!
What kind of mess was this? Chen Fan not only took the person away, but also ran off with money?
According to the odds at the time of betting, this sum was as high as sixty-four million eight hundred thousand.
This was definitely a huge sum in the Ghost Market boxing arena.
He was extremely indignant!
However, under his father's will, he could only do as he was told. He asked Han Wei for her account and arranged for someone to transfer the money.
He wished Chen Fan would be killed as soon as he walked out the door.
"Let's go!"
Chen Fan didn't wait for the money to arrive. He believed that with the Prince Ning Nan's status, Ji Cang would not default on tens of millions. He gestured to Zhao Quan and walked out.
Zhao Quan followed silently and bowed to Ji Cang again at the door.
As the group left the private room, they saw the bustling hall filled with surging crowds, with long queues at every exchange point.
Excitement and elation were evident on the faces of most people.
In contrast, the proportion of dejected and utterly ruined people was not large.
Gamblers were greedy and chased the greatest profits, often ending up with nothing.
But this time, because of Chen Fan, their greed had instead made them rich.
Chen Fan did not care about these people and walked towards the exit of the underground hall.
However, when they reached the exit, Han Wei's expression suddenly stiffened.
Her bodyguards stopped and asked.
On the left side, a man and a woman were sitting together, their heads touching, their expressions intimate.
Seeing Han Wei stop, Chen Fan frowned slightly and followed her gaze.
His attention was drawn to the man, who was around thirty years old, handsome, and had a good demeanor. It was evident that he came from a good background and was wealthy.
The couple also sensed something and turned to look.
The man saw Han Wei, his expression trembled, and he looked embarrassed.
Han Wei, however, had regained her composure and walked over.
The man seemed flustered and stood up, hesitantly calling out, "Weiwei?"
"Is Weiwei a name you can call?
Han Wei looked at the man coldly, then at the woman, and said, "You are Ruan Xiaoyu, the Bamboo Leaf Green? Your looks are nothing special. That's right, in this dirty and murky place, what good stock can be produced? Xie Jingyan, you really are an unsupportable weakling!"
The man's face was full of guilt, and he lowered his head, unable to reply.
The woman glanced at Han Wei, did not get up, and chuckled, "So it's Miss Han. Oh, you couldn't keep your man, so you chased him all the way to the Ghost Market?"
"Miss Han says I'm not good stock, hehe, but the man you like is my guest!"
Saying that, she beckoned Xie Jingyan and said, "Jingyan, my shoulders are a bit sore, give me a massage!"
Xie Jingyan stood still, full of shame.
Seeing that she couldn't command Xie Jingyan, Ruan Xiaoyu's expression turned cold, and she scolded, "Xie Jingyan, what's wrong, are you still thinking about your old flame?"
Xie Jingyan's body trembled slightly, and he silently stepped forward to massage Ruan Xiaoyu's shoulders. The latter leaned into his embrace, looking sweet and enjoying herself.
Han Wei was not angered, but felt disgusted. She took a step forward and slapped Ruan Xiaoyu.
However, Ruan Xiaoyu was not simple. As soon as Han Wei made a move, she reacted immediately, grabbed Han Wei's hand, and stood up.
"Miss Han wants to fight with someone like me, it shows that you are not much better than me!"
Ruan Xiaoyu giggled and suddenly slapped Han Wei across the face.
Han Wei's bodyguards' expressions changed drastically and they rushed forward, but were blocked by someone.
Han Wei was furious and roared, "Ruan Xiaoyu, you dare to hit me?"
"Xiaoyu..." Xie Jingyan was also greatly alarmed.
"This is the Ghost Market, not the capital."
Ruan Xiaoyu said leisurely, "Miss Han's status is useless here. Your old flame is now my kept lapdog. Whether you are unwilling or angry, you can't find me to vent your anger!"
"If you can't keep your man, it means you lack femininity. Go back where you came from and don't come out here to embarrass yourself!"
Han Wei trembled with anger. With her not-so-good temper, she wanted to fight back, but she couldn't do anything to Ruan Xiaoyu.
Just then, a hand suddenly reached out and slapped Ruan Xiaoyu across the face.
Ruan Xiaoyu swayed and fell to the ground.
"You're looking for death!" Her expression was furious, and when she looked up with wide eyes, she was so frightened that she fell silent.
The one who made the move was none other than Chen Fan.