Seeing the pale scholar and his followers approaching, a look of grim determination flashed in the middle-aged manâs eyes. Gritting his teeth, he said, âMiss, you go ahead. Even in death, Iâll hold back these savages!â
âUncle An, no!â The girl looked at the middle-aged man and couldnât help but burst into tears.
She knew that the middle-aged man was planning to self-destruct to buy time for her.
But now, the only family she had left was Uncle An. How could she just stand by and watch Uncle An march to his death?
However, the pale scholar waved his steel-framed folding fan in his hand and said with a leisurely smile, âAt this point, do you think you can still run away, Yan?â
Anling Yan glared at the scholar with a mix of misery and anger. She roared in despair, âDonât push me too far, Qin Yuanzhi! Iâd rather die than go back with you!â
âTsk, tsk, tsk~â Qin Yuanzhi waved the folding fan in his hand. He smiled mockingly, âLook at you, a chaste and seductive woman. Who doesnât know what the women of the Anling Family are like? Saying youâre alluring to every man is actually undermining it!â đ§đłâŻđźđžđźđđ·đžđżđźđ.đ€âŽđź
âYouâ!â Anling Yanâs pretty face turned red, fuming with anger.
Seeing her charming appearance, Qin Yuanzhi couldnât help but step forward, lift the girlâs chin with the fanâs handle, and sigh, âLook at this cute little face. What a pity that your tears stained your makeup.â
âWhy are you resisting, Yan? I really like you. Thatâs why I want to take you home. If you resist and implicate the entire Anling Family, donât blame me for being ruthless!â
Anling Yan froze on the spot. Her gaze fixed on the wretched man in front of her. Besides resentment, there was a hint of pleading this time, âYou⊠you canât harm the Anling FamilyâŠâ
âHahaha, thatâs more like it!â Qin Yuanzhi smiled smugly, âLearn from your aunt, obey my orders, and come with me. Wouldnât it be less troublesome?â
Qin Yuanzhiâs words drained the color from Anling Yanâs face. She staggered a few steps back, screaming, âNo! No! I donât want to be like my aunt!â
Her aunt was kidnapped away by the Qinglei Family 20 years ago. In just a dozen years, she was tortured to the point of becoming deformed. On her birthday last month, her aunt, who was supposed to be as beautiful as a flower, ended her life in the most gruesome way.
No, even if Anling Yan died, she didnât want to be like her aunt. She didnât want to be the plaything of the Qinglei Family; she didnât want to eventually die under their torture.
Suddenly, a punch was fiercely launched from behind Anling Yan.
The punch sliced through the air with a whistling sound. Crackling with lightning, it shot straight towards Qin Yuanzhi.
That attack could easily break through boulders.
However, Qin Yuanzhi sneered with no fear on his face. A contemptuous ridicule crossed his expression.
Qin Yuanzhi waved the folding fan and clashed with the punch hard.
It created a loud bang. The fistâs body-protecting energy, which was equipped with thunderous light, was blasted to pieces.
Immediately afterward, the sound of bones snapping could be heard.
Uncle An let out a painful cry. The fist he hurled hung limply, and his right hand was crippled.
âUncle Anâ!â Anling Yan screamed and wanted to support the middle-aged man beside her.
However, Qin Yuanzhiâs attack wasnât over yet.
He laughed loudly and waved the folding fan in his hand with a balanced energy.
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