"Idiot."
These two words were freely bestowed upon Helan Longqi by the seemingly gentle, pure, and innocent Jing Ran.
Helan Longqi was furious!
Jing Ran, however, ignored him and turned to Li Qianfan, saying, "Son, Lan Yunhai didn't even spare your mother. Do you understand now?"
Ignored, Helan Longqi gritted his teeth but dared not utter a word.
This was because Li Qianfan was staring at him with a cold, piercing gaze.
After forcing Helan Longqi to avert his eyes, Li Qianfan finally answered Jing Ran's question, "I understand. Lan Yunhai doing that is also something I cannot tolerate."
"Then now—"
Jing Ran, with a wicked gleam in her eyes, looked at the exquisitely featured Chu Yazhi, "Although this woman is a bit older and her heart is quite malicious, she is indeed a beauty. Barely, she is qualified to serve my son."
Chu Yazhi suddenly realized something, her delicate body trembled violently, and her face turned deathly pale.
Jing Ran said to Li Qianfan, "Go, embrace that mature beauty, and let her serve you your meal. Tonight is your grand occasion; you need to eat enough to have the strength for work."
Li Qianfan looked up at Chu Yazhi but did not move.
Even with his murderous aura, he couldn't bring himself to publicly embrace that "mature beauty" and have her feed him.
Jing Ran's expression darkened.
She said softly, "Qianfan, when you read this letter, I may no longer be in this world."
Li Qianfan's body trembled—
He strode towards Chu Yazhi!
Su Ziyu's suicide note held an indescribable power over Li Qianfan.
No matter how calm Li Qianfan was, or how unwilling he was to do certain things, once he heard the contents of the suicide note, he could quickly imagine Su Ziyu's pain and his unyielding rage.
He would be heartbroken to the point of suffocation.
All reason, even untouchable principles and bottom lines, would vanish or waver.
Li Qianfan no longer hesitated, quickly approaching Chu Yazhi.
Li Xingtang and the other seven men also followed Li Qianfan, stepping forward.
"What... what are you doing?"
Seeing Li Qianfan's indifferent expression and Li Xingtang and the others approaching with murderous intent, Chu Yazhi, who had just ordered Scorpion and the others to kill him, panicked.
She hurriedly hid behind her husband, shouting in terror, "Help! Call the police! There are thugs trying to assault an innocent woman in public, stop them!"
Lan Ximing also blustered, shouting angrily, "Guards, stop them!"
No one dared to move.
Scorpion and the others' corpses were still swaying from the ceiling.
Niu Shuo and Yan Lili were still staring with wide eyes from inside their coffins, watching this scene with bizarre expressions.
The young woman in the black evening gown, like a dark hellflower, still sat on a coffin, idly swinging a striking snow-white foot, playing with a xiao in her hand, a sinister smile on her face.
Undoubtedly.
Jing Ran was the most terrifying person in everyone's eyes.
She was no longer satisfied with mere killing.
She relished in trampling on humanity in ways that normal people found unacceptable!
"This, this gentleman."
Finally, someone mustered the courage to block Li Qianfan's path.
It was Lan Mingliang.
Lan Mingliang was an outer disciple of the Lan family, but also a typical opportunist.
It was he who suggested acquiring Guangming Hospital for over a hundred million yuan, a suggestion highly praised by Lan Ximing, who began to promote him towards the core circle of the Lan family.
This time.
Lan Mingliang had spotted a golden opportunity.
As long as he could use his silver tongue and utmost humility to stop Li Qianfan from publicly assaulting Chu Yazhi, he could leap to become one of the core members of the Lan family afterwards!
Although he was well aware that obstructing Li Qianfan at this moment was a dangerous act.
Lan Mingliang, however, believed more strongly that danger and opportunity went hand in hand.
Thus.
Lan Mingliang gritted his teeth secretly and stepped forward.
Indeed.
Lan Mingliang's peripheral vision caught Chu Yazhi nodding vigorously at him, and Lan Ximing's gaze towards him held clear admiration.
As for Lan Yunhai, who had been scared silly, he now saw Lan Mingliang as a savior!
Lan Mingliang suddenly felt filled with the courage to defy evil.
He thought, "At worst, I'm just trying to reason with you. You'll give me a couple of slaps at most, you won't kill me, right?"
Li Qianfan looked at Lan Mingliang and asked softly, "Who are you?"
Before his words had even finished.
Jing Ran's voice came from behind, "He's Lan Mingliang, the general manager of Qingyun Kangjian Pharmaceutical. He was the one who first suggested acquiring Guangming Hospital for over a hundred million. He was also the one who took Lan Yunhai to Guangming Hospital to find Su Ziyu."
How did Jing Ran know Lan Mingliang, and how did she get this information?
None of that mattered.
"So, you are Lan Mingliang."
Li Qianfan nodded.
Lan Mingliang wore his most humble smile, "Yes, I am Lan Mingliang. Mr. Li, in fact, we can discuss many things calmly and reasonably; there's no need for violence."
"What you said seems to make sense."
As Li Qianfan nodded again, he suddenly roared, "Hang him!"
Huh?
Lan Mingliang froze, suddenly realizing that the opportunity he had bravely seized was not an opportunity at all.
But rather, he had walked headfirst into a trap!
Not good—
Realizing the dire situation, Lan Mingliang had no time to regret and turned to run.
Run?
Where could he run!?
The moment Lan Mingliang turned and took a step, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck.
Someone had pounced behind him and grabbed his nape.
Before Lan Mingliang could react, he heard a low roar, "Up!"
Then, Lan Mingliang felt as if he were flying, soaring upwards.
Li Xingtang personally acted, grabbing Lan Mingliang by the nape and flinging him towards a noose.
As he swung Lan Mingliang away, a young disciple from the Xingtang also leaped.
This disciple leaped up and, with his hands, held open a noose hanging three meters above the ground.
Over a thousand people witnessed—
Lan Mingliang's head, like a basketball, was accurately thrown into the noose.
As his head slipped into the noose, the young Xingtang disciple quickly retracted his hands and landed lightly on the ground.
Leaving only Lan Mingliang!
Suspended three meters above the ground in the noose, his feet and hands struggled desperately, his mouth and eyes wide open.
He wanted to shout, "Help me!"
Unfortunately, even with his mouth open as wide as it could go, he couldn't utter a single complete syllable.
His feet tried to find a support to alleviate the pressure on his neck.
But his feet only flailed in vain, finding nothing to step on.
Lan Mingliang also wanted to use his hands—
Whatever he wanted to do, it was too late!!
He could only watch as, under the eyes of thousands, he gradually stopped all struggle and became still.
As urine trickled down his pant leg onto the ground, a night breeze blew in from outside the great hall behind the coffins.
A chilling wind!
The chilling wind stirred the unclosed eyes of Lan Mingliang, and he gently swayed in mid-air, along with the corpses of Scorpion and the others.
No agreement, immediate hanging!
What kind of bizarre operation was this?
The crowd, including Elder Lan, trembled in fear.
Let alone speaking, they even dared not take a deep breath.
"Who else wishes to stop me?"
Li Qianfan's gaze was indifferent as he slowly scanned everyone present.
Wherever his gaze landed—
The young masters of Tian Dong, the Murong nobles of the Four-Nine City, Helan Longqi!
They all hastily averted their gazes from his.
Murong Yuanyuan, hiding behind her family, her small face was also deathly pale.
She finally understood that she might have provoked someone whom even the Murong family of the Four-Nine City couldn't afford to offend.
Too late!
No one dared to step forward to stop Li Qianfan again.
Li Qianfan walked up to Lan Yunhai, "Lan Yunhai, it's your turn."
Lan Yunhai's eyes were filled with despair, his body trembling as if electrocuted.
(I wrote a chapter tonight. I might not be able to write during the day tomorrow and will have to wait until evening.)