Xiao Fan stared coldly at Yin Yiyu with killing intent. He opened his hand, and Yin Yiyu was sucked over. Then, Xiao Fan grabbed her snow-white neck and lifted her up slowly.
"Young Mistress!"
Yin Yiyu's assistant and secretary were too terrified. Their legs were weak, and they couldn't move. They could only scream in fear.
Yin Yiyu said with difficulty. Looking at Xiao Fan's cold and emotionless face, she felt a sense of death shrouding her body. Her eyes revealed an uncontrollable fear.
"Am I … going to die?"
Despair rose in Yin Yiyu's heart.
If she knew that Xiao Fan had such a temperament and was so terrifying, she definitely wouldn't have offended and provoked Xiao Fan. However, it was because of her lack of information and her own arrogance that she couldn't stop in time, causing her to fall into a hopeless situation of death!
Truly … the evils she brought upon herself were the hardest to bear. It was too late for regrets!
Yin Yiyu mocked herself in her heart.
But, was there a medicine for regret in this world? She really wanted to buy a bottle back!
Yin Yiyu smiled bitterly. Her heart slowly fell into a bottomless abyss!
Suddenly!
"Sir!"
The wretched and skinny old Daoist priest behind Xiao Fan broke free from Lin Zhengtian and the rest's support. Then, he knelt on the ground with a thud and said to Xiao Fan's back in a trembling voice, "I beg you, please don't kill her!"
Xiao Fan didn't say anything. His expression was cold, but he didn't kill him immediately.
"Although I don't get along well with most of the Yin Family, I was once sworn brothers with Yin Yi Yu's grandfather, Yin Jianghai. We had a very close relationship, and before Yin Jianghai died, he asked me to take care of Yin Yi Yu in the future. Therefore, I beg you to spare Yin Yiyu's life! "The wretched and skinny old Daoist priest kowtowed and said in a trembling voice.
His action seemed to have triggered the hidden injuries in his body. A trace of dark red blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. It was a ghastly sight.
Xiao Fan remained silent as he stared at Yin Yiyu. His clear pupils emitted an indifferent and emotionless light.
Being stared at by Xiao Fan like this, Yin Yiyu only felt her scalp go numb and a chill run down her spine. Her heart was filled with an indescribable strong sense of oppression and nervousness. Her heart was thumping as though it was going to jump out of her chest at any moment.
"Sir, I beg you!"
Seeing that Xiao Fan was unmoved, the wretched and skinny old Taoist begged again and kowtowed heavily. His forehead and the ground made a dull sound.
After he kowtowed, the injuries in his body suddenly erupted, and he let out a muffled groan. His vision turned black, and his body went limp. He fell to the ground with a loud bang, and his aura became extremely weak.
"Old thing!" Lin Zhengtian cried out in alarm and hurried forward.
"Old Daoist!" Zhang Feiyang also hurried forward.
Suddenly!
The intense murderous intent in Xiao Fan's eyes finally faded away. He slowly put Yin Yi Yu down!
From Mo Kongfeng's memory, Xiao Fan knew that what the wretched and skinny old Taoist said was true!
Yin Jianghao was actually Yin Yiyu's second grandfather, and Yin Jianghai, who had already passed away, was Yin Yiyu's biological grandfather. Of course, they all called each other grandfather!
Yin Jianghai was an anomaly in the Yin Family. He was different from many of the arrogant Yin Family members. He was forthright and generous, and did not bother about trifles. He did not have any arrogance, and his temperament was similar to that of the wretched and skinny old Taoist. Their relationship was indeed very good.
The wretched and skinny old Taoist was asked by his close friend before his death to plead for his only granddaughter. It was also reasonable.
And he took the initiative to attack just now, even at the cost of being seriously injured, all for this reason.
Although Xiao Fan was decisive and cold, he was not really heartless. Because if he was really heartless, then he would not be human at all.
No matter what, the wretched and skinny old Taoist had done his best for him these days. Xiao Fan was considerate and spared Yin Yiyu's life for the sake of the wretched and skinny old Taoist's feelings and face these days.
However, the wretched and skinny old Taoist's feelings and face had been used up here. If he met Yin Yiyu again in the future, Xiao Fan would definitely not have any leeway or mercy.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
After being released by Xiao Fan, Yin Yiyu instantly fell limply to the ground. Her face was flushed red, and her eyes were bloodshot due to the lack of oxygen. A purplish bruise appeared on her snow-white neck. She clutched her throat as she kept coughing and gasping for air!
"Miss!"
Yin Yiyu's assistant secretary finally managed to stabilize her mind at this moment. She screamed and hurriedly rushed over!
"Yin Yiyu, you should thank Xiaoyao. Because today, if it was not for Xiaoyao protecting you at the cost of his serious injuries, you would have died without a doubt!" Xiao Fan lowered his head and looked at Yin Yiyu coldly.
Yin Yiyu did not reply. She looked up at Xiao Fan with difficulty, and her eyes were filled with complicated light.
"But only this time. If you offend me again, I will definitely not have any mercy. At that time, not to mention Xiaoyao, even if the Heavenly King came, he would not be able to save you!" Xiao Fan said coldly.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Yin Yiyu was still coughing and gasping for breath. Her chest was moving up and down. Then, she stood up with the help of her assistant and secretary. She looked at Xiao Fan without saying a word!
"You guys can go. Also, take your people with you!"
Xiao Fan said lightly. He turned around and raised his hand. The door opened automatically, and the trunk of Yin Yiyu's car at the gate also opened.
The bodies of the two bodyguards and the man in the Tang suit on the ground were suspended in the air. They slowly flew out and accurately landed in the trunk. Then, the trunk was heavily closed.
Yin Yiyu was silent. She looked at Xiao Fan deeply and finally stopped coughing. Then, she took a deep breath, turned around, and walked out slowly with the help of her assistant and secretary.
When they arrived at the gate, they got into the car and closed the door. The assistant and secretary started the car with trembling hands. Before they left, Yin Yiyu turned her head to look at Xiao Fan again. Then, she turned her head again and looked forward.
The car quickly disappeared from everyone's sight!
Xiao Fan turned around and walked in front of the wretched-looking skinny old Taoist. He patted his chest casually. Suddenly, a stream of spiritual energy flowed into the body of the wretched-looking skinny old Taoist. In an instant, the body of the wretched-looking skinny old Taoist recovered all its vitality.
"Okay, get up. Have a simple rest. You will be fine tomorrow!" Xiao Fan said lightly.
"Thank you, Sir!"
Before Xiao Fan finished speaking, the wretched-looking skinny old Taoist woke up from his coma. He immediately got up from the ground. Although his face was still pale, he was fine. He looked at Xiao Fan with gratitude.
Xiao Fan sighed, shook his head, and turned to leave.
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