"Out of control, truly out of control!"
Bam!
Ying Wenyuan walked angrily to the front of the hall and slamd the palm of his hand hard on the door panel.
He stared fiercely in the direction where Lin Fan and the others left, veins bulging on his forehead.
In fact, just on the way here, he was overjoyed and heartbroken when he learned that Lin Fan was still alive.
But who could have expected, this guy had already disowned all his relatives, returning to seek revenge on the family!
"Family Head, the genealogy has been brought!"
At this mont, Ah Fu returned from the ancestral hall in the backyard.
He held a thick book in his hands and ca before Ying Wenyuan.
For a mont, all eyes fell on Ying Wenyuan’s face.
"Wen Yuan, what are you hesitating for? Such a disgrace doesn’t deserve to be in our Ying Family Genealogy!"
Seeing Ying Wenyuan biting his lip in silence, yet not imdiately striking Lin Fan and the others from the list.
Mrs. Ying Sr. and Shen Yueli exchanged a glance and urged with a difficult expression.
"Mom, no matter what, Lin Fan is still my flesh and blood, Suxin is already dead, I, I..."
Ying Wenyuan lowered his head helplessly, murmured a sentence, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
In front of him once again appeared the unparalleled beauty of that woman.
Yet it seed so distant now, making his heart shrink.
"Wen Yuan! Are you still thinking about Lin Suxin!"
Shen Yueli’s face changed, suddenly letting out a resentful and unwilling scream.
"She ca to kill you! Why are you still stubbornly holding on? If it weren’t for my kind reminder back then, you would have been deceived by her until now!"
Shen Yueli stepped forward two steps, tightly grasping Ying Wenyuan’s arm, her nails sinking deeply into his skin.
"Yueli is right! Lin Suxin deserved it, you don’t need to feel sorry for their mother and son!"
Mrs. Ying Sr. also walked over and directly shoved the red pen into Ying Wenyuan’s hand.
"Imdiately, right now, remove Lin Fan and Ying Yutang! It’s as if our Ying family never raised those two beasts!"
"...Fine, it’s all their choice, they can’t bla as their father!"
One second, two seconds, three seconds... a full ten seconds of silence passed.
Under the unusual gazes of the people around him.
Ying Wenyuan’s expression darkened, he grabbed the genealogy book, and turned to the page where Lin Fan and the others’ nas were.
Then he drew a heavy line with the red pen, striking them off the list!
"After tonight, they have no further relationship with the Ying family, do you all hear that!"
Seeing this, Shen Yueli and Mrs. Ying Sr. exchanged smiles and seed quite pleased.
The latter turned to survey everyone, shouting loudly.
"Wen Yuan, you rushed back in a hurry, you must be tired. Go rest first. I will have soone clean this up here."
Shen Yueli spoke in a softer tone, persuading Ying Wenyuan.
The still unconscious Shen Changlong had already been carried away by others and rushed to the hospital.
Only the corpse of Ku He, with its face full of agony and eyes that died unable to close in peace, and the three heads scattered on the ground remained.
"As for the Kim family, you don’t need to worry. I will have Mr. Kim change his mind and continue cooperating with our Ying family."
Shen Yueli retracted her gaze, a hint of confident deanor returning to her eyes.
"This ho is really all thanks to you, Yueli, sigh..."
Ying Wenyuan sighed, gently patting the back of Shen Yueli’s hand.
Then, he dragged his heavy footsteps alone towards the living quarters.
"No one is allowed to leak a word about tonight’s event, or you’ll be kicked out imdiately!"
Watching him disappear from sight.
Shen Yueli’s face turned cold as she angrily threatened the surrounding people.
It seed she had won Ying Wenyuan’s trust once again.
However, she was actually humiliated severely by Lin Fan!
Fortunately, Lin Suxin’s ashes were still in her hands.
That was the biggest bargaining chip to threaten Lin Fan, leaving him no choice but to comply!
anwhile.
Lin Fan was holding a boy, leading the downcast Ying Yutang, to the outside of the mansion.
"Don’t co back anymore, stay temporarily at the Xia Family Mansion."
He released his hand, opened the door of a black rcedes, and shook his head at Ying Yutang.
"Brother, are we really cutting all ties with Dad, breaking all bonds?"
Ying Yutang asked with red eyes.
"That ho, it’s better not to return. I can’t give you much wealth and prosperity now, but at least I won’t let you be bullied anymore."
Lin Fan forced a smile, gently touching the finger marks on Ying Yutang’s face.
"Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn’t hurt, I just feel that stepmother and the others are too despicable, how can they twist the truth like that?"
Ying Yutang hesitated for a mont, sitting in the front passenger seat, showing a worried look in his eyes.
"Brother, is Aunt Suxin’s ashes really still with Stepmother? She definitely won’t give them back to you so easily..."
"Don’t be afraid, since they are shaless, I can be just as ruthless and let them taste their own dicine."
Lin Fan’s eyes turned cold as he handed the boy in his arms to Ying Yutang and then ignited the car.
"What are you here for, trying to stop ?"
At that mont.
Lin Fan glanced towards the dark corner of the gate where Uncle Qian slowly erged.
He couldn’t help but frown and coldly asked.
"Young Master, I apologize deeply to you and your mother. I’ve co to seek forgiveness."
Thud!
Uncle Qian approached the car window and knelt directly on the ground.
"My adopted daughter Lingling, during the upheaval seven years ago, was unexpectedly chosen by people from Xuanwu Mountain and taken to the sect’s forbidden Fire Refining Thunder Pond, suffering imnse tornt..."
He lifted his cloudy eyes, his expression helpless and full of grief.
"I tried several tis to find the location of Xuanwu Mountain, all ended in failure. The only chance for Lingling to survive is through Shen Yueli relaying a ssage to Xuanwu Mountain."
"...So, this is your reason for obeying Shen Yueli, even at the cost of betrayal?"
Lin Fan remained expressionless, unmoved.
He raised his hand to stop Ying Yutang from speaking, still coldly staring at Uncle Qian.
"What do you want to do?"
"I am already old, likely won’t live to see Lingling again... I plead with Young Master, if there ever is a chance, help rescue Lingling!"
Uncle Qian bowed his head and pleaded softly.
"Then first tell , seven years ago, who plotted against and planted the Seven-Core Deadly Lotus in !"
Lin Fan clenched his jaw and touched the mark on his chest, asking through gritted teeth.
Back then, he awoke overnight, mysteriously poisoned with the world’s most dangerous toxin.
Couldn’t even find any clues!
This made Lin Fan furious, yet also deeply unwilling and helpless... Indeed, there are always stronger people and greater mountains.
Laughably proud of his own strength.
Yet unable to protect his mother at the crucial mont when she was forced into dire straits!
"This... I really don’t know, it likely has nothing to do with the people from Xuanwu Mountain."
Uncle Qian was stunned, then frowned in thought.
"It was said the Holy Poison Sect was extrely angry about the loss of the sect’s treasure and even sent people to question the Ying family."
"But the family declared to the public that they had cremated the bodies of you and your mother, so the matter was settled."
What, even the Holy Poison Sect doesn’t know who poisoned ?
Damn it, who, who exactly wants to harm !
Hearing this, Lin Fan’s eyes widened in anger, clenching his fist until it creaked.
With the terrifying strength of the person who poisoned him, he could have easily killed him in his sleep.
Yet they chose to use the Seven-Core Deadly Lotus, to make him suffer seven years of tornt!
Bang!
Lin Fan slamd the steering wheel hard, breathing heavily before forcibly suppressing his rage.
"Holy Poison Sect, Xuanwu Mountain... fine, I agree, if I ever find Xuanwu Mountain, aside from avenging my mother, I will also rescue Lingling for you."
Lin Fan nodded, signaling Uncle Qian to get up.
"Thank you, Young Master, I am deeply ashad. Once I repay the last favor to Shen Yueli, I will definitely go to Lady Suxin’s grave and atone with my death!"
Uncle Qian’s eyes reddened slightly, speaking softly.
"Please don’t worry, Young Master, I’ll secretly keep an eye on them. If I find Lady Suxin’s ashes, I will find a way to bring them to you."
After saying this, Uncle Qian made a respectful gesture towards Lin Fan and Ying Yutang.
Then his figure swayed and vanished into the night.
"Brother, Uncle Qian also has his struggles, being threatened with Lingling’s safety by Stepmother, please don’t hate him."
The black Benz roared to life, heading all the way toward the Xia Family Mansion in Southern City.
Inside the car, Ying Yutang showed a complicated expression and advised in a low voice.
"Hmm, I know."
Lin Fan was driving with one hand, nodding.
In fact, in the hall earlier, he had already noticed that Uncle Qian was deliberately holding back.
This Mystic Realm-skilled old man, if he went all out, could not be easily restrained by Mrs. Ying Sr.
Suppressing his thoughts, Lin Fan glanced subconsciously at the sleeping boy in Ying Yutang’s arms, feeling a twinge in his heart.
When the boy wakes, how should he explain the cause of his parents’ death?
"Lin Fan, you’re finally back, soone wants to see you."
After a while, the black Benz stopped at the gate of Xia Family Mansion.
Upon hearing the commotion, Tie Hao imdiately trotted out the door, casting an odd glance at Ying Yutang inside the car.
What’s going on?
Wasn’t he supposed to avenge the little boy’s family?
Why did he bring Ying Yutang back again... if Xia Bingbing and the others find out, won’t there be another uproar!
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