Peerless Sword Cultivator, Turned into a Medicinal Human by His Fiancée from the Start

"As long as I drain you dry, this medicinal cauldron, I can enhance my aptitude and become a dazzling prodigy. It is a blessing from your previous life to die under a peony tonight..."

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Chapter 156 Not a creature of the pond

Lin Xunhuan's words not only made Ye Qianqiu's eyes widen instantly, his face filled with shock and disbelief, but even Ye Qianqian raised her eyebrows slightly, a strong look of surprise flashing in her eyes.

"The man I've set my sights on is clearly no ordinary person."

Ye Qianqian pondered to herself, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a different kind of light, and she couldn't help but start making all sorts of guesses about Fang Han's identity and background.

In Ye Qianqian's mind, her brother Lin Xunhuan was notoriously vengeful.

The Lin Yin Pavilion has stood in Yanming City for many years and would never easily offend someone like Ye Qianqiu for the sake of an ordinary person, let alone with the City Lord's Mansion involved behind the scenes.

If Fang Han were just an ordinary person, why would the Lin Yin Pavilion openly challenge Ye Qianqiu on his behalf?

"Boss Lin, you really went too far with those words today!"

Ye Qianqiu's face instantly darkened.

In the past, when he stepped into Lin Yin Pavilion, he was treated as an honored guest and enjoyed supreme treatment. But now, Lin Xunhuan not only threatened him with words, but also ordered him to apologize. How could Ye Qianqiu, who had always been pampered and arrogant, swallow this insult?

"Apologize to Young Master Fang immediately!"

Lin Xunhuan stared intently at Ye Qianqiu, exuding an unquestionable aura, and spoke in an almost commanding tone.

His tone seemed to be declaring to Ye Qianqiu that there was absolutely no room for negotiation regarding this apology.

"Lin Xunhuan, have you taken the wrong medicine today? Although Lin Yin Pavilion is a powerful force, you are ultimately just a businessman, and you're doing business on Yanming City's territory, no less?"

Ye Qianqiu laughed in anger, his face full of sarcasm. "You really dare to attack me? Rumors in Yanming City say you are a top expert. I really want to see who is superior in cultivation, you or my father!"

He tried to save face with words, while also subtly conveying a threat to Lin Xunhuan.

"Smack!"

No sooner had Ye Qianqiu finished speaking than a dark shadow flashed past like a ghost, and Lin Xunhuan instantly appeared in front of him. With a crisp sound, a loud slap landed heavily on Ye Qianqiu's face.

Ye Qianqiu was sent flying like a kite with a broken string by the slap, crashing heavily several feet away. A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he looked extremely disheveled.

In reality, Lin Xunhuan was extremely meticulous and could be described as a shrewd person.

When Fang Han clashed with the Wu family earlier, if it really came down to taking action, he might have weighed the pros and cons and might not have immediately stepped in to help Fang Han.

However, the arrival of the Prince of Zhenbei completely changed the situation.

Although many people believe that the Prince of Zhenbei and the Wu family are inextricably linked because of the Qingxuan Sect.

However, Lin Xunhuan, with his keen insight, realized that the relationship between the Prince of Zhenbei and Fang Han was far closer than that between the Prince of Zhenbei and the Wu family.

He knew that Fang Han was not just someone with profound cultivation; he had made the right choice in clinging to this powerful figure.

That's why he acted decisively and without hesitation when Ye Qianqiu showed disrespect to Fang Han.

"You...you dare to hit my Young Master Ye?"

Upon seeing this, Ye Qianqiu's four subordinates' eyes widened in fury. Almost simultaneously, the four pounced on Lin Xunhuan like wolves, trying to get revenge for their master.

"Clap clap clap clap..."

A series of crisp slaps rang out. As a powerful cultivator in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, Lin Xunhuan's strength far surpassed that of these high-level martial artists. In front of him, these people were nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating their own abilities.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qianqiu's four subordinates were all sent flying like leaves swept by a whirlwind, crashing to the ground and groaning in pain.

Although Lin Xunhuan did not use his internal energy and Ye Qianqiu and his group were not seriously injured, being slapped and knocked to the ground in public undoubtedly made them lose face.

At this moment, Ye Qianqiu's face was burning, and the anger in his heart was raging, a feeling of resentment and unwillingness after being humiliated.

"Lin Xunhuan, how dare you openly help Fang Han! I'm not letting this go! You better remember this: I'll make sure your Lin Yin Pavilion has nowhere to stand in Yanming City!"

Ye Qianqiu struggled to his feet. Although he was wary of Lin Xunhuan's strength and dared not make a move rashly, the resentment in his fierce eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

As he spoke, he wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, his facial muscles twitching slightly with anger.

"Ye Qianqiu, you'd better think carefully about your actions. If you continue to act recklessly, your father Ye Zhong's position as city lord may be in jeopardy."

Just then, Fang Han's calm voice rang out.

Fang Han knew that since Lin Xunhuan intended to befriend him and curry favor with him, he would naturally reciprocate by ensuring that Lin Yin Pavilion could operate stably in Yanming City.

After all, the daily profits of the Lin Yin Pavilion are extremely considerable, and he can now be considered the behind-the-scenes controller of the Lin Yin Pavilion to some extent.

"Fang Han, how dare you speak so arrogantly! Lin Yin Pavilion can protect you for a while, but not forever. Once you step out of the gates of Lin Yin Pavilion, see how I deal with you!"

Ye Qianqiu made a harsh statement.

Soon, Ye Qianqiu, along with his four men whose faces were swollen and who looked disheveled, slunk away.

"Fang Han, can't you say something nicer or more gentle to my brother? If you two have this falling out, he'll definitely complain to my father. How will you marry into our city lord's mansion then?"

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