Li Qianfan only felt pity for Ma Rongna, but not much compassion.
Ma Rongna herself was not entirely to blame, but her "native family" was guilty!
Even if Li Qianfan were a fool, after listening to Ma Rongna explain the whole incident in detail last night, he knew that this Fan Qingchen was absolutely a monstrous and cruel murderer!
And this Fan Qingchen was "introduced" by Ma Benyong.
Regardless of Fan Qingchen's background, he deserved to be cut into a thousand pieces for the three crimes he committed!
Ma Benyong, who introduced him to Modu, deserved to go to hell.
Ma Rongna, however, was Ma Benyong's most beloved granddaughter.
Even if she had never done anything wrong, the superior life she lived and all the material comforts she enjoyed were provided by the Ma family.
Simply put, Ma Rongna herself was not guilty, but she carried original sin in her bones.
Therefore, Li Qianfan only felt pity for her, but would not pity her because of it.
As he passed by her, Li Qianfan did not even bend down to pick her up and place her on the nearby sofa.
Men and women should not touch each other, right?
Mr. Qianfan, who considered himself a gentleman, would not casually touch an unfamiliar woman.
He walked into the guest room.
Last night, after Li Qianfan had finished treating Luo Huayin's injuries, he had said she would wake up by noon at the latest.
However.
When Li Qianfan saw Luo Huayin staring at him with her clear black and white eyes wide open.
He realized that he had underestimated the vigilance of this little fox.
It was precisely this high level of vigilance that made Luo Huayin uneasy even in a deep coma, instinctively waking her up earlier.
"Little Luoluo, are you feeling better now?" [Book Pavilion]
Li Qianfan, with a smile like a caring elder brother, walked to the bedside, sat down, and gently caressed her cheek, his genuine care capable of moving mountains and seas.
Luo Huayin trembled slightly and tried to tilt her head to avoid "Big Brother's" hand.
But as she moved slightly, she felt a sharp pain in her liver area.
Although Li Qianfan had pulled her back from the brink of death, he had intentionally used some trick during her treatment.
If Luo Huayin wanted to recover in a short period and fight Li Qianfan to the death again, that was out of the question.
It even depended on Li Qianfan's mood when she would be able to walk again.
If Li Qianfan was in a bad mood, it would be easy for him to make Luo Huayin lie in bed for a year.
Sharp pain struck—
Luo Huayin's face, which had a little color, instantly turned pale.
She trembled and said, "Little, you little scumbag, what did you do to me?"
"Nothing."
Li Qianfan grabbed her chin and said slowly, "I just used a small wire to connect your liver and ribs. You'd better not move rashly, or it will hurt very, very much. You have to be careful even when you go to the toilet."
Luo Huayin's already pale face instantly turned sallow!
How cruel could this little scumbag be to use wire to connect her liver lobes to her ribs?
"Originally, I wanted to pierce your clavicle with wire and tie your two lower leg bones together."
Li Qianfan continued, "But I am a kind-hearted person, and I couldn't bear to treat you with the cruel methods you used on me. After much thought, I decided it was best to connect your liver. Of course, you can't see the wire now. Because your wound has been sutured by me. And I can guarantee that after the wound heals, there will be no scar left. Heh heh, see how much I care about you?"
Luo Huayin was almost fainting.
She suddenly raised her hand and shouted hoarsely, "You little scumbag! I, ah!"
As soon as her hand was raised, she felt a sharp pain in her liver area again.
This time, the intensity of the pain was more than ten times stronger than before!
The pain was so severe that cold sweat the size of soybeans broke out on her forehead, and her heart pounded so hard that it could stop at any moment.
Ha.
Haha!
Seeing Luo Huayin like this, Li Qianfan couldn't help but laugh heartily.
His laughter was quite sinister.
Of course, he hadn't done what he said to Luo Huayin!
He had only tampered with the sutures when he was closing her wounds.
Now, as long as Luo Huayin moved rashly, the sutures connected to her liver lobes would pull on them.
But as long as Luo Huayin rested well for a few days and her injured liver recovered, the sutures would automatically detach.
At that time, when the stitches were removed, they could be easily taken out by holding the thread ends with tweezers.
Although Li Qianfan deeply hated this little fox who had pierced his clavicle, he didn't want to treat her in the same way.
Li Qianfan could kill her, but he wouldn't torture her in such a petty way.
However.
Li Qianfan could make Luo Huayin believe, with his words, that her liver lobes had been connected to her ribs with wire.
Seeing her in more pain and fear, Li Qianfan was truly happy.
"Kill me, you little scumbag!"
Luo Huayin cried.
"Killing people is against the law. Do you think I'm ignorant of the law and want to commit a crime?"
Li Qianfan said righteously, then grabbed Luo Huayin's chin again and said in a low voice, "Stop crying!"
"I will cry!"
Luo Huayin's tears streamed down, and she started calling for her mother, "Mom, come quickly. The little scumbag is bullying me, come and tear him into a thousand pieces."
Uh—
Looking at Luo Huayin crying for her mother, Li Qianfan was a little stunned.
In his memory, Luo Huayin was always stern, icy, ruthless, and not very humane, a demoness.
Indeed.
Luo Huayin's performance in the Black Water Forest matched the persona Li Qianfan remembered.
So.
Why had she become like this now?
It was definitely not an act.
Li Qianfan was sure that the little fox's current reaction was her true self.
He didn't know that this was the real Luo Huayin.
Luo Huayin's appearance in the Black Water Forest was because Zhuang Wujian had been deliberately training her before she first ventured out.
In Zhuang Wujian's view, Luo Huayin, who was stern, icy, and ruthless, was a qualified young mistress of the War Demon Hall.
Taught this way since childhood, Luo Huayin also thought she was that kind of person.
Therefore.
At that time, Luo Huayin didn't feel cruel or wrong when she pierced Li Qianfan's clavicle.
But after Luo Huayin ventured into the prosperous Eastern Lands—
Environment, indeed, could change a person!
Or to put it bluntly, the prosperous scenery of the Eastern Lands, especially the handsome men and beautiful women everywhere, and the abundant variety of goods, quickly caused Luo Huayin, who had "eaten chaff and bark" since childhood, and saw a group of black men with a piece of cloth around their waists dancing tap dance whenever she went out, to have all her values collapse.
Only then did she realize that the world was not as she thought it was!
After Luo Huayin's values collapsed, the girlish nature hidden deep in her bones quickly sprouted and grew vigorously.
This led to her becoming more and more innocent, charming, and even more capricious and willful.
To put it this way.
Luo Huayin's gorgeous transformation was almost identical to how wood sprouted buds.
So.
It was normal for a normal girl, in unbearable pain and threatened by a big villain, to cry for her mother.
"Damn it."
Li Qianfan was stunned for a long time, then cursed softly and shouted again, "Stop crying! If you shed another drop, I'll make you lie like this for the rest of your life!"
Creak—
With Li Qianfan's angry shout, Luo Huayin's rolling tears magically stopped.
She just stared at Li Qianfan with wide, fearful eyes.
Li Qianfan looked at her suspiciously, "Are you acting with me?"
Luo Huayin quickly shook her head, indicating that she was not acting at all.
Li Qianfan thought for a moment and said, "Then cry for me again, let's see."
Luo Huayin replied, "You're not married to my mother, so how can you call yourself 'Laozi' to me?"
Li Qianfan—
He didn't know how to answer Luo Huayin's question.
He only roared domineeringly, "If I tell you to cry, you must cry! Now, cry for me. Otherwise."
Otherwise, what would happen?
Before Li Qianfan could finish—
Luo Huayin's tears rolled down, and she cried, "Mom, come quickly! The little scumbag is bullying me! Come and dismember him, skin him, and pull out his sinews! Make his skull into a wine cup, then inlay it with gold, and I'll carry it with me as a chamber pot."
Li Qianfan—
He was so angry that his vision went black.
She clearly said she would make his skull into a wine cup, but then she wanted to use it as a chamber pot.
Damn it.
What kind of person is she?
If she weren't incapacitated right now, Li Qianfan would have slapped her seventeen or eight times in the face.
Li Qianfan roared, "Shut up! Stop crying."
Creak—
Luo Huayin's rolling tears magically stopped.
She just stared at Li Qianfan with wide, fearful eyes.
"Heh, your tear ducts are voice-controlled. Interesting, quite interesting."
Li Qianfan looked very interested, squeezing Luo Huayin's cheek with his fingers and rotating it back and forth.
Fun.
So fun!
With her face being wantonly twisted and pinched, Luo Huayin dared to be angry but not to speak.
She could only look pitifully, biting her lip repeatedly.
"Don't try to fool me with these typical female tricks,"
Li Qianfan, however, was not fooled and said calmly, "As early as in the Black Water Forest, you pierced my clavicle first."
He had barely said this when Luo Huayin impatiently interrupted, "It's just a small matter. How long ago was that! Why are you still holding onto it?"
Li Qianfan—
He was so retorted that he didn't know what to say anymore.
His clavicle was pierced, and his two lower leg bones were tied together, feeling worse than death, and that was just a small matter?
"Fine."
Li Qianfan said angrily, "Then I'll pierce your clavicle now and tie your lower leg bones together with wire! We'll be even in three days."
Luo Huayin shrieked, "You are so petty, are you even a man?"
Li Qianfan was choked again.
However, he quickly understood that this child definitely had a problem with her head.
If he were to argue with a girl who definitely had a problem with her head, wouldn't he also have a problem with his head?
Mr. Qianfan had an epiphany—
He could only change the subject, "Then why do you call yourself my aunt?"
"What's wrong with me calling myself your aunt?"
Luo Huayin became more self-righteous, "You call yourself 'Laozi' to me too! You are my Laozi, and I am your aunt. We are even, and neither of us owes the other."