"Brother..."
After calling out this term, Qin Lan's vitality rapidly declined. Her clouded eyes became dull, and her eyelids slowly closed.
Qin Chuan's body trembled. This term of address had been unheard for five hundred years, and even someone as powerful as him in the Cultivation World couldn't help but feel his eyes redden slightly. He immediately checked his sister's body; all her limbs were fractured, and there were over a hundred wounds on her body, leaving almost no unscathed place.
And now, her life was nearly at its end!
"Lanlan!"
Qin Chuan growled, "Open your eyes, I won't allow you to die!"
He tapped the small gourd at his waist, and a Medicinal Pill flew out, which he immediately placed into Qin Lan's mouth, then handed her over to Sister Wu.
"Y-Young Master..." Sister Wu's eyes widened in disbelief, hardly able to believe she could see the Young Master again.
"Take Lanlan away," Qin Chuan said softly.
"Alright." Without any hesitation, Sister Wu quickly dressed and carried Qin Lan away from the Zhao Family. She knew that Miss must be taken to the Hospital immediately.
The Zhao Family Compound fell into a brief silence. Qin Chuan's appearance was a complete surprise to Zhao Donglai because he hadn't expected anyone to dare interfere in the Zhao Family's affairs. After hearing Sister Wu's address to Qin Chuan, he immediately realized who this person was.
"Oh, isn't this the Young Master of the Qin Family? How come you look like a beggar after a few years?"
Zhao Donglai scrutinized Qin Chuan, showing no anger over Qin Lan being taken away; instead, he laughed heartily, "Could it be that you hid away knowing the Qin Family is doomed?"
"Pfft..."
"Hahaha..."
Many of the thugs laughed, filling the Zhao Family Compound with mocking laughter.
Zhao Donglai laughed as he spoke, "You did the right thing, letting your servant take your sister away. Otherwise, if she died in my Zhao Family, it would be too unlucky. Oh, by the way, I captured your sister yesterday. She's really stubborn, not shedding a single tear despite being tortured like this. She's quite a girl. If I had known, I should have played with her first. What a pity, what a pity..."
As he spoke, he showed a regretful expression, "Who in Jinling doesn't know that I, Zhao Donglai, enjoy tormenting such stubborn girls?"
Little did he know, Qin Chuan's eyes were already filled with murderous intent. If those Daoist Friends in the Cultivation World saw this, they would immediately know that the sky was about to fall.
"But speaking of which..." Zhao Donglai's regretful expression vanished, replaced by mockery and disdain, "You've become a beggar, coming to my Zhao Family. What, are you here to seek justice for your sister..."
Qin Chuan had already made his move, slapping Zhao Donglai and sending him flying. The slap landed squarely on Zhao Donglai's forehead, sending him crashing into the Zhao Family Hall.
The laughter in the courtyard abruptly stopped, and the thugs were dumbfounded, standing there in a daze.
Inside the hall.
Zhao Yuanshan hadn't paid any attention to the commotion outside, continuing to question his nephew about the mysterious expert. Then, in the next second, Zhao Donglai flew in, landing heavily at his feet, his forehead split open, clearly dead without needing examination.
"Donglai?" Zhao Yuanshan was shocked.
Sun Yinghua reacted, crouching down to hold Zhao Donglai, crying bitterly, "My son..."
"You brat, how dare you!"
Zhao Yuanshan, filled with grief, roared, "Someone, kill this brat for me!!!"
The thugs in the courtyard finally reacted, immediately grabbing their weapons and charging at Qin Chuan.
These thugs were merely ordinary people, and even though Qin Chuan's cultivation was depleted, they were no match for him.
Qin Chuan snorted coldly, suddenly punching into the air. Before his fist even touched the nearest thug, the thug's body shattered, collapsing in a pool of blood.
This scene made the other thugs hesitate, realizing they weren't paid to risk their lives. In a flash, they all fled.
"Who are you?!" Zhao Yuanshan's pupils contracted. Clearly, this young man who looked like a beggar was no ordinary person.
"The one who will kill you all!" Qin Chuan's voice was icy as he slowly walked towards the hall.
"My friend, while my cousin may have been in the wrong, killing him is a bit too much, don't you think?" Zhao Jiancheng continued sipping his tea, his words filled with dissatisfaction.
He knew his cousin had nearly killed that girl, but so what?
After all, she was just an ordinary girl, while Zhao Donglai was his cousin. No matter how much he looked down on this cousin, he couldn't allow this young man to kill him right in front of him.
Zhao Yuanshan had already realized that Qin Chuan wasn't an ordinary person, likely someone from the Martial Dao. Martial Dao experts never valued the lives of ordinary people, which made him panic. But remembering his nephew was there, he calmed down.
"Nephew, kill him, avenge Donglai!" Zhao Yuanshan pleaded.
Zhao Jiancheng nodded slightly, standing up leisurely from his seat. The teacup in his hand flew towards Qin Chuan like a sharp weapon.
Crash!
The teacup shattered just five centimeters from Qin Chuan, spilling tea on the ground.
Zhao Jiancheng was momentarily stunned, releasing his energy? Yet he still didn't take Qin Chuan seriously, his palms turning into blades, slashing towards Qin Chuan.
Crack!
"Ah!"
In the next moment, Zhao Jiancheng screamed, his palms broken, his neck easily grasped by Qin Chuan.
"Don't kill me..."
Zhao Jiancheng hurriedly said, "I am Zhao Yuantian's son, my father is a 5th-Grade Great Grandmaster. If you dare kill me, my father won't spare you!"
5th-Grade Great Grandmaster?
Hearing these words, Qin Chuan frowned. Was this the realm classification on Earth?
Zhao Jiancheng thought Qin Chuan was scared, feeling smug, "You better let me go now. You can't touch me today, nor can you touch the Zhao Family. If you leave now, I can pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, there will be no place for you in Jinling!"
"You can die now!" Qin Chuan increased the force in his hand, intending to snap Zhao Jiancheng's neck.
Zhao Jiancheng panicked, "You, you, you... dare to kill me?"
"Are you planning to kill my son in front of this Grandmaster?"
At that moment, an unhappy voice seemed to come from the horizon, followed by a figure shooting over, standing above the Zhao Family Villa, exuding an air of dominance.