Watching the group of people beat a hasty retreat, Lin Yifan and his women all burst out laughing.
This was a classic case of trying to act cool and getting slapped in the face instead, utterly humiliating.
After moving away from the residential area where Lin Yifan's villa was located, Young Master Liang's cousin let out a long howl to the sky, releasing all the pent-up anger in his heart.
"A gentleman would not rest until this debt is avenged!"
Today was the most shameful day of his life. He had never imagined he would face such a dire day, bullied to the point where he couldn't lift his head.
Looking at his cousin, who lay limply in the wheelchair, barely hanging onto life, he squatted down full of guilt and sincerely apologized, "Cousin! I'm sorry! It was not on purpose, I really didn't mean it, please believe me."
"Damn it, to hit me so hard and put me in this state, yet still claim it wasn't on purpose, truly shameless!" Young Master Liang cursed and despised his despicable cousin in his heart.
To save his own life, he could disregard his cousin's wellbeing and cause him serious injury; such a cousin was truly cold-blooded and heartless.
Only now did he see the ugly side of his cousin.
However, his cousin couldn't entirely be blamed. If the roles were reversed, he would have done the same.
He believed that during the fight, his cousin must have held back; otherwise, he would be in hell by now; so, to some extent, his cousin still cared about him.
But, despite this, he couldn't help feeling angry and hateful; he had nearly been sent to hell, that brush with the grim reaper was too terrifying, an experience he never wanted to encounter again.
After venting his anger, Young Master Liang's cousin hurriedly took him to the hospital for treatment; meanwhile, he also sat in the car, circulating Qi to heal his own wounds.
After calming down, he felt that something was off.
The martial arts displayed by Lin Yifan involved various sects, quite diverse, and could be said to combine the strengths of many major sects.
Such a cultivator was either a godly thief or had a thieving master; or he was a disciple of the Medicinal Saint Valley.
The former was still manageable, but the latter was troublesome. Medicinal Saint Valley was known as the number one sect in the world, and no one dared to provoke them. Even their Meishan Sect had to pay homage and not offend them rashly.
Therefore, if Lin Yifan was a disciple of the Medicinal Saint Valley, then avenging this grievance would be difficult.
However, everything was just speculation; it was better not to believe it until it was confirmed.
So, he decided to thoroughly investigate Lin Yifan's background first, then make subsequent decisions.
Meanwhile, after dealing with Young Master Liang and his group, Lin Yifan went back to rest in the house.
He had just returned not long before when he encountered this annoying situation, but fortunately, everything was settled now.
It wasn't long before Yi Chen, having heard what happened, hurried over.
Seeing the fresh red blood on the porcelain tiles in front of the villa, he immediately rushed into the house, worried, to check on the situation.
Upon seeing Lin Yifan, he ran over while anxiously asking, "Yifan, are you alright?" Follow current novᴇls on Nove1Fire.net
Lin Yifan looked back and spotted Yi Chen, then responded, "I'm fine!"
Immediately curious, he asked, "Why are you huffing and puffing over here? Did you run into an enemy?"
"No! When I was coming back just now, I heard that something big had happened over here; so I rushed over to check things out. I saw a lot of blood on the ground and thought you all were injured; that's why I charged in to ask what happened," Yi Chen explained, still trying to catch his breath.
His home wasn't far from Lin Yifan's place, not even a minute's run away, so he'd likely be aware of any trouble that occurred.
"Oh! So that's what happened," Lin Yifan suddenly understood and felt touched that his brother was so concerned about him and his family. He felt it was a good friendship.
Then he responded, "Don't worry, Brother Yi Chen, the fresh blood on the ground isn't mine; it belongs to those villains who came here looking for trouble."
"That's a relief!" Yi Chen let out a sigh of relief, easing the panic in his heart.
At this time, Zhou Jiajia and the others, having put away their luggage, came down from upstairs.
Seeing Yi Chen standing in the living room sweating profusely, they asked curiously, "Eh! Brother Yi Chen, what brings you here? And why are you sweating so much?"
"I broke into a sweat running over here, but it's nothing serious. What about you guys, did the bad guys hurt you?" Yi Chen responded.
"With Yifan here, how could anything happen to us?" Zhou Jiajia and the others answered with a laugh, their words filled with pride.
"That's true! Brother Yifan's strong, he definitely wouldn't let you sisters-in-law get hurt," Yi Chen replied with a dumb smile, then curiously asked, "Where's Xiaolian? Why didn't she come back with you girls?"
"What's the matter? Missed my sister after just a few days? Are you thinking of marrying her next and having her warm your bed?" Lin Yifan teased with a laugh.
He had seen everything between Yi Chen and his sister; although his sister didn't seem too interested in the wooden Yi Chen, and he wouldn't rule out that she might just be pretending. However, Yi Chen was clearly in love with his sister; he would do anything for her, and give her whatever she wanted, and he believed Yi Chen's feelings for her were sincere.
Having such a person look after his sister gave him peace of mind. Therefore, as long as his sister accepted Yi Chen, he would have no objections.
"Uh... Brother Yifan, I was just asking out of curiosity, don't overthink it, I'm not that kind of lecher," Yi Chen hastily explained.
He felt that Lin Yifan had become suspicious of him, which wasn't good because he truly had no such intentions.
"Haha! Just say it if you like her, no need to keep hiding it; do you really think we're all fools not to notice?"
Lin Yifan and Zhou Jiajia burst into laughter, feeling that Yi Chen was too restrained and not bold enough.
But you couldn't blame Yi Chen; after all, what he had just said carried a bit of a spark. It was only natural for him to be cautious.
"Brother Yifan! I have nothing but reverence for your sister, with no dishonorable intentions, please believe me!" Yi Chen explained again seriously, to show his loyalty.
"Alright already! Don't be so paranoid. We understand your feelings for my sister. If you really like her, we'll help you win her over!" Lin Yifan responded.
Upon hearing this, Yi Chen was overjoyed, feeling that his spring had arrived. But after hearing the next sentence, he completely despaired.
"Look! Still putting on an act!"
Lin Yifan and Zhou Jiajia laughed again, feeling that Yi Chen was being too sly.
Yi Chen, baffled by their laughter, thought he had been tricked and that Lin Yifan had seen through him; he immediately started to explain: "Brother Yifan..."
But before he could finish, Lin Yifan stopped him.
"Enough! I know what you're going to say. What I said earlier was true. If you really like my sister, I will help you win her over!" Lin Yifan said.