Bang!

Lin Fan was thrown heavily in front of Lan Zhengqing, like a dog.

Lan Zhengqing sat in a luxurious chair, holding an ancient book in his hand. Hearing the noise, he slowly lifted his head, glanced at Lin Fan, and clicked his tongue softly, shaking his head before turning his gaze back to the ancient book, quietly reading.

Tian Lu gulped heavily, swallowing down his saliva.

Dare not make a sound.

He stood there respectfully, motionless.

After a long time, Lan Zhengqing finally closed the book and spoke slowly.

"Why so miserable?"

He referred to Lin Fan, whose arms were shattered and exploded, leaving a long blood trail on the ground, unconscious and unclear if alive or dead.

Such a situation could only be described as miserable!

He carefully examined Lin Fan, a slight smirk forming at the corners of his mouth, laughing contemptuously. This was completely different from the Lin Fan he first met; now lying in front of him, he could only be described as a dead dog, not like a person at all.

At one point, he wanted to laugh out loud.

But since Tian Lu was still present, he couldn't be too ostentatious; he had to maintain his calm image.

"Tsk tsk tsk… Both hands are shattered, bones crushed… Oh dear… how did it become like this?"

He lifted his gaze to look at Tian Lu, without a hint of blame but instead showing a look of admiration.

"It's just that this carpet got dirty. I spent five billion Spirit Stones on it last month; such a pity it'll have to be replaced again."

Lan Zhengqing walked back leisurely to his main seat, crossing his legs while staring at Tian Lu.

"Tell me, what happened."

"Yes."

Tian Lu then recounted the events that had just unfolded in detail.

"By the time we got there… it was too late, Master was already… gone…"

"Elder Han An, dead?"

At this news, Lan Zhengqing was indeed a bit shocked. He hadn't expected Elder Han An to be killed by such a mere insect.

Looking at Lin Fan now, covered in blood and flesh, he couldn't even imagine that scene.

But Tian Lu couldn't possibly deceive him.

He took a deep breath, his brow slightly furrowed.

But still.

Elder Han An was indeed old. He had only sent him over to delay Lin Fan's steps. At that time, the five disciples of Han An were nowhere to be found, and only Elder Han An was available, so he made that decision. Once the five disciples were located, he sent them over immediately.

Unexpectedly, Elder Han An still lost his life.

He nodded lightly.

"And what of Elder Han An's body?"

"It's been handed over to the younger disciples for handling."

"Good."

"Avenging one's master can be understood."

"Moreover, he severely injured Jun Hao…"

Bang!

Lan Zhengqing was instantly filled with rage, slamming the armrest and standing up abruptly.

Tian Lu was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a "thud".

"What happened?! What happened to Jun Hao?!"

As the most talented of the younger generation, Lan Zhengqing had high expectations for Jun Hao, hoping to cultivate him well, but unexpectedly...

"Jun Hao was too hasty, wanting to kill Lin Fan desperately because of the Master's incident, and thus got killed by Lin Fan in reverse… It was my failure to stop him in time that led to this. Please, Young Master, mete out punishment!"

Tian Lu knelt there in panic, face looking ashen.

Lan Zhengqing took a deep breath, waved his hand helplessly. "Forget it, I'm aware of Jun Hao's temper. He's full of himself and bursting like a powder keg at the slightest spark, virtually unmanageable. How severe are the injuries?"

"He's still breathing; his life shouldn't be in danger."

"Hmm, let Wenyu City's best doctors take charge, he should recover quickly."

Lan Zhengqing finally relaxed, exhaling a long breath. Losing both Elder Han An and Jun Hao at once would indeed be too great a loss.

All just to capture a mere ant like Lin Fan.

Somewhat not worth it.

"You can get up too. No need to kneel. If it weren't for your intervention, Lin Fan might have managed to severely injure the other three." Lan Zhengqing glanced at Tian Lu, saying faintly.

"Thank you, Young Master." Tian Lu tremblingly stood up, raising his head to see Lan Zhengqing looking at Lin Fan with such an eye that made his scalp tingle and hair stand on end.

"Who could have thought, originally believing Lin Fan had great abilities, just a mere ant from the Sumeru Continent dared to forcefully break into the Five Elements Realm. I even agreed to meet him at the next Fenghua Event to compete. Didn't expect he'd lose so miserably to you, I did overestimate him!"

These words, Lan Zhengqing seemed to target both at Tian Lu and himself.

The tone filled with sarcasm, ridicule, and disdain.

He shook his head helplessly.

"Young Master… just now in the fight with Lin Fan, I saw something…" Tian Lu cautiously said, a trace of panic flashing in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

"Something? What kind of thing?" Lan Zhengqing raised an eyebrow, asking.

"Bone Dragon." Tian Lu swallowed a gulp of saliva, lowering his voice to speak.

"Bone Dragon?"

"Yes… at the moment Lin Fan was struck, I saw a Bone Dragon appear behind him… claws brandishing, shadowing the sky… like it was real…"

"Hahaha, Tian Lu, you're scaring yourself aren't you? Bone Dragon, such a thing never seen or heard of, you say this ant has it? What a joke."

Lan Zhengqing clearly didn't believe it.

An ant from the Sumeru Continent, how could he hide a Bone Dragon. Even if he had one, why is it nowhere to be seen now?

"You must be too tired, eyes playing tricks on you. Go back and rest well."

"But…"

"Go back."

Tian Lu wanted to say more, but Lan Zhengqing had already lost interest. Clearly, the latter didn't believe him and was focused on Lin Fan, seemingly pondering how to handle him.

Without knowing why, Tian Lu suddenly blurted out a question, his brain seemingly short-circuited.

"Young Master, what do you intend to do with Lin Fan?"

The moment the words left his mouth, a cold sweat broke over Tian Lu, his expression turning to panic.

The next moment.

Without any warning!

Lan Zhengqing appeared right before him, staring at him with vicious and ferocious eyes.

He gasped coldly, intending to retreat.

But his body wouldn't move, as if it were anchored in place.

"Young... Young Master, I didn't mean to…"

"Since when is it your turn to ask what I plan to do?"

"Ah… no…"

Sweat the size of soybeans beaded on Tian Lu's forehead, dripping down his cheeks.

Suffocating murderous intent.

Instantly enveloped Tian Lu, every pore flared with terror, plunging into violent tremors.

Lan Zhengqing suddenly reached out his hand.

Lightly patting Tian Lu on the shoulder.

"Don't let it happen again. If I hear nonsense I don't want to hear again, you know the consequences."

"Yes… yes…"

"Scram."