"Deputy Mayor Tantai, I just have two questions for you, only two questions... May I go over? Don’t push ... Was the explosion targeting you, and were you injured?" Yu Qin persisted in the distance, but without Tantai Wanrong’s permission, she and the caraman were ushered out of the explosion site.
Tantai Wanrong looked at Ye Fan and said, "Xiao Fan, did you... do sothing I don’t know about when you went to find Zhao Jun?"
Ye Fan said, "Aunt Rong, you’re not feeling well, let’s go to the hospital first."
"You’re putting off again, I’m not going anywhere... Oh dear, my foot, it’s all your fault for grabbing too urgently earlier. I accidentally twisted it; it’s worse now. Without rest today, walking will be difficult." Tantai Wanrong suddenly said willfully, "Carry back to the hotel."
Ye Fan smiled wryly, "Aunt Rong, isn’t that too far?"
"I didn’t an for you to carry from here. Let’s drive to the entrance of Han’s Hotel first." Tantai Wanrong greeted the police. This ti, more than ten ard police cars were dispatched to escort Tantai Wanrong to Han’s Hotel.
As the car just stopped at the hotel entrance, nurous reporters were waiting in the distance. These reporters couldn’t enter the explosion site directly, so they waited nearby for news and happened upon Tantai Wanrong.
"Deputy Mayor Tantai, quite a few journalists from both ho and abroad are here, so rushed from other cities to report on Jingzhao City’s two explosions." A representative from Jingzhao City governnt greeted Tantai Wanrong, "Would you consider holding a press conference to explain the situation?"
Tantai Wanrong replied coldly, "This is Jingzhao City’s affair. I am just here for the Qin Terra-cotta session. Now that such events have occurred, shouldn’t you handle it?"
People from Jingzhao City governnt looked sowhat embarrassed, internally muttering who else these terrorists were targeting but you? What does it have to do with Jingzhao City?
"Quickly carry , so many reporters are watching and it will be troubleso if they co over," Tantai Wanrong reminded Ye Fan, then climbed onto his back, leaving Ye Fan feeling helpless.
Feeling the warmth behind him, Ye Fan tried his best to calm himself down. Earlier, to protect Tantai Wanrong, his body surged again and needed an outlet to settle down. Now, with Tantai Wanrong being ’restless’ on his back, it made his already turbulent mind even more agitated.
"Hurry up, don’t just stand there!" Tantai Wanrong urged impatiently.
Ye Fan didn’t speak much, carried Tantai Wanrong into the lobby, and heard Yu Qin’s voice again from behind, "I live here, why stop ? Let in!"
Ye Fan ignored it, carried Tantai Wanrong to the elevator, which stopped on the sixteenth floor, where Wu Ding and Elder Wu also inquired. Wu Ding smiled, "Junior Brother, quite a commotion, so many...cars and people, it’s almost dawn. Seems we can’t ride swords away."
"Ride swords away?" Tantai Wanrong gently frowned, asking.
"Aunt Rong, we’ll explain inside." Ye Fan didn’t elaborate with Wu Ding, carried Tantai Wanrong into the room. Before opening the door, Han Qing’er opened it, saw it was Ye Fan, and quickly knelt to greet him.
"Master, you are back?" With a humble deanor, Han Qing’er puzzled Tantai Wanrong.
Tantai Wanrong asked, "Who is she?"
Ye Fan lacked even the enthusiasm to respond, placed Tantai Wanrong down inside the room. Just beside, there was dicinal wine. He placed it on the bedside table and said, "Aunt Rong, apply the dicinal wine yourself."
"What are you up to? Co back!" Tantai Wanrong was sowhat displeased, "I want you to apply the dicinal wine for , did you hear?"
Ye Fan’s eyes were a bit red now. The earlier anger ignited his conquering intent, and Tantai Wanrong was exceedingly alluring to him. If he stayed in this room, he might lose his rationality and do sothing to Tantai Wanrong, so he needed to leave quickly.
Li Zhaojun sensed Ye Fan’s change, guessed the reason and quickly asked, "Ye Fan, are you okay?"
"No...nothing," Ye Fan quickly lowered his head, even closing his eyes, trying to calm his mind.
Li Zhaojun, with a face showing apology, said, "Big Sister, Ye Fan might be a little injured, I’ll go help him with bandages."
Tantai Wanrong, nervously, asked, "Xiao Fan, did you get injured just now? Where are you hurt, let see..."
Concerned about Ye Fan, Tantai Wanrong got off the bed but forgot about her injured foot. Resulting in unsteadiness and almost falling, Ye Fan couldn’t watch her get hurt, still managed to support her, with Tantai Wanrong’s face ending up against Ye Fan’s neck.
Just with skin contact, Tantai Wanrong grew increasingly alluring, Ye Fan’s inner agitation was instantly triggered, his right hand clenched tightly as a force of chaos was about to release. If punched out, the spiritual energy might explode half a hotel floor.
"Ah!" Ye Fan clenched his teeth, suppressed the agitation in his heart, and quickly avoided even holding up Tantai Wanrong.
"What’s wrong with Xiao Fan?" Tantai Wanrong couldn’t find answers from Ye Fan, could only ask Li Zhaojun but Li Zhaojun was also too embarrassed to answer.
As Ye Fan was about to erupt, Wu Ding suddenly rushed in from the door, directly using spiritual energy to suppress the energy about to burst from Ye Fan’s body. But her suppression was short-lived, lasting only a couple of minutes, Ye Fan’s red-eyed glow didn’t diminish, just didn’t increase further.
"Zhao Jun, help Ye Fan next door, I’ll handle things here." Wu Ding said coldly.
"Okay." Li Zhaojun nodded, quickly supported Ye Fan to another room with Min Shang and Han Qing’er following along. Once inside, Li Zhaojun quickly instructed Min Shang to use spiritual energy to form a soundproof barrier, preventing Ye Fan’s voice from escaping.
Seeing Ye Fan’s agitated state, Li Zhaojun embraced him and said, "Ye Fan, there’s no one here now, whatever you want...both Shang and I are willing."
"No way!" Ye Fan with his last bit of calmness said, "I can’t control my body now, both you and Shang are untainted, it will harm you...you need to leave! Hurry!"
Li Zhaojun felt moved; Ye Fan was almost unable to keep his inner chaos suppressed yet still considered her and Min Shang. The only way to calm Ye Fan now was Han Qing’er.
Min Shang insisted, "I’m... not afraid!"
"Shang, we should leave this for Ye Fan, you don’t want him to feel uneasy, right?" Li Zhaojun held back her concern, her eyes moistened, yet she persisted in pulling Min Shang out.
Once they closed the door, inside Han Qing’er let out a piercing scream.
Li Zhaojun sighed, "Luckily there’s spiritual energy protection, otherwise if heard, they’d surely think he’s violently unruly."
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