Upon hearing this, Qin Dingbang was directly stunned.
He stared tightly at his daughter, at her eyes.
Qin Lan’s gaze, after a brief flicker, soon beca determined.
Qin Dingbang understood.
He gently stroked Qin Lan’s head full of black, beautiful hair, a look of distress appearing in his eyes.
"Lan’er, Dad knows, you... still like him."
"But, you also know his current situation, he’s already engaged to Lin Luoluo."
Qin Lan bit her red lip tightly and said:
"Dad, I know."
"But, I really do like him."
"I... I can’t control myself, I just want to try again..."
"Even if..."
Qin Lan did not finish her words, but Qin Dingbang already understood his daughter’s intention.
He said nothing but gently embraced his daughter.
...
On the other side.
Zhou Yu left the Martial Pavilion office, walking out of the pavilion, and started wandering around while looking for a place to eat.
The Hu City Martial Pavilion’s branch is located in the suburbs, so there aren’t many places to eat.
Moreover, since it was already late at night, it beca even harder to find one.
However, Zhou Yu was not in a hurry.
He was thinking about things, while aimlessly walking along the street.
Before long, he saw a restaurant still open for business, and even from a hundred ters away, he could sll the aroma wafting out from inside.
Zhou Yu smiled slightly and walked over.
Arriving at the restaurant, after sitting down, Zhou Yu ordered two dishes and a bottle of wine, then patiently waited for the waiter to serve the dishes.
However, at this mont, there suddenly ca a collision sound from outside the restaurant, followed by several screams of agony.
Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked towards the direction the sound ca from.
Upon seeing, Zhou Yu’s eyes suddenly flashed with surprise.
Imdiately, Zhou Yu stood up directly, intending to walk outside.
At the entrance of an alley opposite the restaurant.
At this mont, there was an old man, covered in blood, lying on the ground, suffering in pain.
The collision sound and screams just now were emitted by this person.
This was not the reason Zhou Yu ca out.
What made Zhou Yu step outside was that there was another person beside this old man.
This person, in his forties, wore a face full of panic and anger at this mont.
Zhou Yu instantly recognized this person as Qin Lan’s uncle, Yi Xiaoliang.
At this mont, Yi Xiaoliang showed none of his previous imposing and tyrannical deanor he had in Qin Lan’s ho.
Yi Xiaoliang urgently ran to the old man:
"Uncle Dong, you... are you alright? Are you okay?"
"I... I... am fine..."
The old man, referred to as Uncle Dong, although covered in blood, bit down and endured with strength.
Although separated by over ten ters, Zhou Yu’s eyesight and Divine Sense instantly saw that this person was severely injured and, if not treated promptly, would surely suffer a Martial Arts internal injury.
Just as Yi Xiaoliang attempted to help the old man up, several dark figures erged from the alley.
One of the n, barely standing at 1.6 ters tall, had narrow eyes and a sinister face.
He sneered at Yi Xiaoliang, speaking in a very broken Dragon Country language:
"Yi Xiaoliang, you think relying on this old thing at the Early Holy Realm can stop my Asia-East Alliance?"
"Let tell you, no one can refuse the orders of my Asia-East Alliance, if your Yi family doesn’t cooperate, I’ll make you completely vanish."
Yi Xiaoliang, at this mont, was filled with anger.
"You wish!!!"
The short man sneered:
"It’s not up to you then!"
Finishing, he was ready to make a move.
But at this mont, Zhou Yu spoke up.
"Yi Xiaoliang, what are you doing here?"
Suddenly hearing another person’s voice, everyone, including Yi Xiaoliang, was taken aback, then looked over sharply.
Just in ti to see Zhou Yu striding over.
Upon clearly seeing Zhou Yu’s face, Yi Xiaoliang was first stunned, seemingly not expecting Zhou Yu to appear here.
Then his expression changed, imdiately rebuking:
"Why the hell are you here?"
"This doesn’t concern you, get lost fast."
Although Yi Xiaoliang used a rebuking tone, a hint of urgency still showed on his face.
Zhou Yu vaguely felt that Yi Xiaoliang wasn’t really cursing at him.
He calmly approached Yi Xiaoliang, saying lightly:
"If it weren’t for Lan just calling , honestly, I’m not interested in your affairs."
"But, your luck is good, I’ve already promised Lan to help you, if I walk away now, I can’t explain to Lan later."
"So, tell , what’s going on here?"
"Who are these people?"
Seeing Zhou Yu not only not leaving but also wanting to get involved.
Yi Xiaoliang was almost infuriated to the point of vomiting blood.
"What do my affairs have to do with you?"
"Help ?"
"Who do you think you are? If it weren’t for Lan stopping last ti, I’d have broken your legs by now."
"Before I lose my temper, get lost, the farther, the better."
Yi Xiaoliang angrily shouted.
Yi Xiaoliang’s reaction instead confird Zhou Yu’s suspicion.
Yi Xiaoliang didn’t want him involved, so he was so rciless.
Although Zhou Yu didn’t understand why Yi Xiaoliang suddenly changed, no matter what, Yi Xiaoliang wasn’t as detestable as he was during their last encounter.
Zhou Yu was about to continue inquiring.
But at that mont, the short man suddenly made an unexpected sound.
"You, sir, are the new Martial Pavilion Minister, Mr. Zhou Yu?"
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