It seems the negotiation has broken down. The prestigious Yun Sect cannot be persuaded by Lin Fanâs mere words, nor can they be threatened by him. Lin Fanâs threats are seen as provocation by the Yun Sect, which will surely lead to their most terrifying retaliation.
Yun Zhongzheng has his own thoughts. He doesnât believe that Lin Fanâs words can threaten him. Indeed, Yun Qingyaoâs dantian is currently sealed, and perhaps genuinely only Lin Fan can release it. But with Lin Fan alone in the Yun Sect, they can subdue him and force him to help release Yun Qingyaoâs restraints.
Ultimately, Yun Zhongzheng still believes that whoever has the bigger fists gets to call the shots. As long as Lin Fan faces the iron fists of the Yun Sect, he wonât believe Lin Fan wonât give in.
In the end, a fight is inevitable.
Since the talks have broken down, Lin Fan demands the Yun Sect hand over Yun Qingyao. Of course, he doesnât actually intend to take her back; he still believes he can eventually persuade the Yun Sect to resolve the issue smoothly.
Since words arenât working and they refuse to reason, the only option left is to use force to persuade them.
Lin Fan smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking how this world is really straightforward and brutal, where fists seem to be more convincing.
"I am here. Are you sure you can take me away?" Yun Qingyaoâs voice came at this moment.
Yun Qingyao had arrived.
In Lin Fanâs view, Yun Qingyaoâs appearance was unnecessary. As long as he used force to convince Yun Zhongzheng, heâd achieve the outcome he wanted; meeting Yun Qingyao was unnecessary.
But since Yun Qingyao had come out herself, Lin Fan instinctively looked over and was momentarily stunned.
Yun Qingyao had changed her outfit, washed away the dishevelment, and put on Yun Sectâs womenâs attire; a light yellow long dress that accentuated her figure beautifully, with a veil covering her face and a pair of bright, lively eyes.
If you ignore her face, Yun Qingyao is definitely superior.
But just as Lin Fan thought, a true beauty is always defined by the face; everything else is just extra points.
Yun Qingyao walked to stand beside Yun Zhongzheng, her gaze also fixed on Lin Fan.
Ultimately, it has come to this point where weapons are drawn, something Yun Qingyao had long expected. Lin Fan could not possibly persuade the Yun Sect, given the pride of the Hidden Sect, how could they be threatened by Lin Fan?
"Lin Fan, I told you long ago that bringing me all the way back was a wrong decision. You should have agreed to my condition from the start," Yun Qingyao said.
She had long discussed conditions with Lin Fan; she just wanted 1 billion, and after getting it, she would return to persuade her sect to let Ye Tianyu go and end the matter.
But Lin Fan just wouldnât listen to her.
Lin Fan was overly confident, and overly confident people are bound to pay the price.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "It seems that your Yun Sect is determined to take me down at all costs, Sect Leader Yun. Are you going to handle it personally, or will you send others together?"
"Arrogant kid! To take you down, does it need the sect leader to step in? Why use a butcherâs knife to kill a chicken? I alone am enough!"
The elder from before stood up again, glaring angrily at Lin Fan. He was eager for things to come to this, as he had wanted to teach Lin Fan a lesson for a long time.
Yun Zhongzheng nodded, "Old Third, donât kill him."
The elder sneered. Not kill Lin Fan? He couldnât guarantee that because he was annoyed with Lin Fan, and if he was careless and struck too hard, he might not be able to control himself.
The elderâs aura surged, as he raised his palm, about to strike towards Lin Fan.
However, before he could strike, a Yun Sect disciple stumbled in from outside, panic-stricken.
"Sect Leader, somethingâs wrong! Someone has broken in, killing on sight!" This disciple was covered in sweat and blood, not injured himself but evidently stained with the blood of his fellow sect members.
"What?"
Everyone was shocked upon hearing this.
Yun Zhongzheng stood up abruptly, glaring at Lin Fan, "Lin Fan, are these your people?"
Lin Fan shook his head, "No, Yun Qingyao can testify, Iâm alone."
Yun Qingyao said, "Yes, Master, what he said is true."
Yun Zhongzheng said, "Mr. Lin, shall we postpone our matters for now?"
Lin Fan responded, "No problem."
"Thank you," Yun Zhongzheng said. Honestly speaking, Yun Zhongzheng had some appreciation for Lin Fan, but due to interests at stake, he had to capture Lin Fan.
Saying that, Yun Zhongzheng walked down the steps, heading outside, and others rose to follow him out.
Soon, everyone quickly left, leaving only Lin Fan and Yun Qingyao in the hall.
Yun Qingyao gave Lin Fan a sidelong glance, muttering, "Youâre too stubborn, donât gain any benefit from it. Think it over yourself."
Saying this, Yun Qingyao walked past Lin Fan and out of the hall, seeing Yun Zhongzheng and the others already far ahead, she hurried to catch up but, with her cultivation sealed, couldnât keep up.
Suddenly, Lin Fan reached out and pulled her over, directly picking her up.
Yun Qingyao was startled, "What are you doing?"
Lin Fan said, "Iâm helping you."
Lin Fan dashed out with a single leap, and with him holding her, Yun Qingyao felt as if she were flying on clouds, quickly closing the distance with those ahead.
Yun Qingyao blushed, not knowing what to say. Sometimes, her feelings towards Lin Fan were really complex. Since childhood, no one had ever made her feelings so chaotic.
However, Yun Qingyao soon had no time to think about these.
At the moment, the Yun Sect faced a formidable enemy, a ruthless killer who was murdering his way from the entrance. The ones who suffered first were the disciples guarding the entrance, and the Yun Sect disciples who attempted to stop him also met with misfortune.
This person showed no mercy, every strike was lethal, so all the Yun Sect disciples who tried to block him were now lying in a pool of blood.
Whatâs even more terrifying is that this person was holding someone in one hand, meaning he was slaughtering the Yun Sect disciples single-handedly!
This wasnât just any ordinary village; this was the Yun Sect, a Hidden Sect, where everyone possessed considerable skills, yet against this individual, they could hardly put up any resistance!
Seeing this tragic scene, Yun Zhongzheng was furious, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"Itâs him!"
At this moment, within Lin Fanâs arms, Yun Qingyao saw the coming invader and her expression changed, exclaiming.