"Stop talking and gather your strength." An Yan laid him flat on the ground and then stood up.

A group of people got off three cars, each holding a stick. The man in the lead was smoking. He stood at the back, looking down on others. He said, "If you are willing to take out the antidote, I will consider letting the brothers let you go."

"I think you can think about how to beg for mercy from me later, and I can let you go." An Yan said as she took out a purse from her bag.

"What's the point of a woman like you showing off? You're challenging the three major families. You're just asking for trouble." The man threw his cigarette butt on the ground, then waved his hand and said, "Come on, it doesn't matter whether you live or die."

An Yan threw the powder in her purse out, and the few people in the front began to feel uncomfortable. They felt itchy all over their bodies, and red spots appeared immediately. When they touched other people, they also started to feel itchy.

The leading man was a little unhappy when he saw the two rows of people in front of him lying on the ground scratching. He took the wooden stick from the person next to him and wanted to hit them himself, but was knocked to the ground by the stone picked up by An Yan. He covered his chest and even had difficulty breathing. He said, "Who are you and what are you using?"

"It's nothing, but it's enough to make you miserable." An Yan took two steps forward and stared at the few people who had not fallen yet and said, "Why don't you do it? I'm waiting."

They looked at each other, not knowing what to do. They wanted to take action but were afraid of being beaten, and if they didn't take action they were afraid of having to explain themselves when they got back. It was really a difficult situation.

An Yan picked up the stick on the ground and knocked them all to the ground in a few seconds. He said, "Go back and tell your boss that I will go to talk to him in two days. Tell him to be fully prepared so that he won't suffer too much."

The leading man struggled to stand up, and then shouted, "Go, everyone go."

After a while, the group of people disappeared. An Yan turned around to look at Li Rongsen and found that he was unconscious. She called an ambulance while examining him.

Because the hospital was nearby, the ambulance should have arrived quickly, but it didn't. An Yan waited and waited but no car came. She called again and urged them to come. The other party said, "I'm sorry, if it's Li Rongsen from the Li family, we can't send a car. The boss has spoken, and this person won't be responsible."

An Yan sneered, thinking that the people from the three major families were really cruel and ruthless.

At this time, Li Rongsen regained some consciousness and said, "Don't tell my mother, she will be worried."

"We can't go to my house, my dad will be scared. We can't go to your house, your mom will be scared crazy. The hospital won't admit you, so where should we go?" An Yan frowned and thought.

Finally she decided to drag the man to her master.

Hua Ye was a little surprised and asked, "Who is he? What is his relationship with you? He seems to have been hit hard."

"It was someone from the three major families who almost hit him to death." An Yan had already started treating Li Rongsen's wound. She cleaned up the blood stains, then checked the wound and said, "It needs stitches."

"If the injury was somewhere else, some anesthetic would be necessary, but since the injury was on his head, inhaled anesthetics are not very suitable."

"It's okay to use less, it won't lower your IQ." An Yan was joking.

"The main reason is that I don't have any anesthetic here." Hua Ye told her the truth.

An Yan frowned, and seeing that Li Rongsen had woken up, she said to him, "Can you handle having stitches without anesthesia?"

Li Rongsen felt his head was very heavy. The first person he saw was An Yan. He seemed not to hear what she said. He just asked, "Where am I?"

"I'm going to stitch you up, just bear with it." An Yan reminded him in a low voice.

"It will disfigure you." Li Rongsen said.

"A man needs to disfigure himself to be manly. It only takes about ten injections. It's okay." Master An said disapprovingly.

Li Rongsen wanted to stand up, but found that his head was splitting. He said, "A scar from ten stitches?"

"Lie down and don't move. I'll be quick." An Yan said as she started stitching him.

Li Rongsen felt the pain immediately, but he didn't make a sound. He just held tightly onto the blanket beneath his body.

He thought that as a man, there was no pain that he could not endure, but he still underestimated the sensitivity of his body to pain and couldn't help but let out a "hmm" sound.

An Yan knew that he was trying hard to hold it in. Sometimes shouting out could help relieve the pain better. She said, "Just shout. There's no one else here. It won't affect your image."

But Li Rongsen didn't do that. His tough look made Hua Ye look at him differently. He said, "This boy is pretty good. I'll prescribe some medicine for him so that the scar can heal sooner."

Finally, the stitches were done.

Li Rongsen breathed a long sigh of relief. He almost fainted from the pain.

An Yan wiped the sweat off his forehead with a cotton towel and said, "Stay here for the next two days and wait for the wound to heal."

"We must not let them get any more rampant. They have no intention of letting anyone join the organization, and they will never wait for that day," said Li Rongsen.

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"Now that I think about it, I've been too kind to them. Without some extraordinary measures, they won't let us into the club." An Yan also felt that they should use some tough measures to prevent them from continuing to cause such trouble.

Hua Ye said: "If I had known this would happen, I should have used a stronger poison."

"Don't be afraid, there are plenty of opportunities." An Yan chuckled.

"Don't go alone. If you want to go, we should go together." Li Rongsen reminded An Yan that at least he could arrange some manpower.

An Yan didn't say anything, thinking that of course he had to go with her. She didn't plan to be the head sect leader, she just wanted the Snow Lotus Purple.

Grandpa Hua had already boiled the medicine and handed it to Li Rongsen, saying, "Come on, boy, drink the medicine."

This was the first time Li Rongsen was called a baby. He said, "I am no longer a baby."

"You are just a baby in front of me, drink it quickly." Hua Ye put the medicine in his hand.

An Yan smiled and said, "Master, you should call him little friend. This name is more suitable for him."

Li Rongsen was startled. The word "little friend" was how he addressed An Yan. He drank the medicine first, and after finishing it, he felt more energetic. He said, "I think I can walk around now."

"Do you think it's safe for you to show your face outside now?" An Yan asked him.

Li Rongsen lowered his head and thought, it seemed that what she said was true, of course it was not as safe as here, otherwise An Yan would not bring him here, but he asked: "My family is being watched, where are your family members?"

An Yan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately called An Cheng, but no one answered. She then called An Yichen, but still no one answered.

She said, "Master, please take care of him. I'll go back first." Then she left.