After subduing Song Baoshi, Lin Yifan began to tally up the score.

"You just struck me, a flat rate, one billion for mental distress damages."

"One billion! Why don't you just go rob someone?" Song Baoshi resisted, questioned, and was extremely reluctant to accept Lin Yifan's demand for compensation.

One billion was a significant amount of wealth to him; he would have to earn for several months, or even a year to make it back, so he would never agree to Lin Yifan's compensation.

"Think it's too much, huh? Think it's too much and you can settle the debt with your head on your neck!" Lin Yifan retorted, expressionless.

"You're oppressing the public; be careful of divine retribution!" Song Baoshi threatened.

"Do you, a rich young master home worth tens of billions, consider yourself an ordinary commoner? Let me tell you, I am oppressing the powerful, and the heavens will surely be grateful to me," Lin Yifan countered.

"Fine!"

At this moment, enthusiastic applause broke out from outside the shop, truly a reflection of the public sentiment!

While the major families in the Capital City drove the economy and created wealth, they also acted tyrannically and held the public in contempt. Thus the grievances that had been suppressed in people's hearts over many years were finally released at this moment.

Among these people, there was a lack of someone like Lin Yifan, who was upright and unafraid of power. Hence, seeing Lin Yifan take action against Song Baoshi filled them with excitement and satisfaction.

"No matter what, I'm not compensating one billion, so you can give up on that idea," Song Baoshi flatly rejected, firmly determined not to compensate.

He was betting that Lin Yifan wouldn't dare to kill him in front of everyone. After all, he was the young master of the Song Family, with an extraordinary status. Should Lin Yifan kill him, he would be endlessly hunted by the Song Family; a clever person would never cause such major trouble for themselves.

But he was wrong. Lin Yifan didn't care whose son he was; as long as you were arrogant, I would bring you down.

So he asked, "You're not paying, right? Then I'll be taking your head now."

No sooner had he finished speaking, Lin Yifan pulled out the scissors from earlier and swiftly plunged them toward Song Baoshi's neck.

Seeing that Lin Yifan's stomach was unguarded, Song Baoshi decided to change his plan, quickly pulling out a small knife from behind and stabbing towards Lin Yifan's coming belly.

Watching this scene, Wei Chengxue, who was beside Song Baoshi, was both surprised and excited.

She was surprised because she hadn't expected Song Baoshi to dare to launch a sneak attack at this time. She was excited because if Lin Yifan died, she could avenge the humiliation she had just suffered.

On the other side, Xiaofang, as a Cultivator, could naturally see Song Baoshi's rapid sneak attack. At this moment, her hand was already charged with power, ready to strike out.

However, at that instant, Lin Yifan reacted.

The danger was sensed by the black bead, so without a moment's hesitation, he immediately moved to evade.

And in the next moment, he swiftly employed "Peerless Under Heaven" Qinggong to dodge Song Baoshi's potentially lethal sneak attack.

Just like that, with a speed invisible to the naked eye, he slightly shifted his position right before Song Baoshi's eyes.

Meanwhile, Song Baoshi still thought his sharp knife had hit Lin Yifan, but in the next second, as Lin Yifan's afterimage vanished, he realized he had not struck Lin Yifan at all.

"This..." His face was filled with astonishment, disbelief written all over it.

He was very aware of how fast his attack was. Lin Yifan, who was at the Breaking Mortal Fifth Realm, simply couldn't have been quick enough to respond or dodge; unless he had extraordinarily advanced Qinggong, or exceptionally strong perception.

From the afterimages just now, it was evident that Lin Yifan possessed extremely fast Qinggong, at a level that was inconceivably swift compared to his own; thus, Lin Yifan easily evaded his sneak attack.

Now he was in despair, completely desperate; a failed sneak attack meant reversing the situation was impossible; so he was already bracing for Lin Yifan's lesson.

On the other side, Wei Chengxue, like Song Baoshi, was under the same illusion. She too thought that Song Baoshi had stabbed Lin Yifan; thus, at that moment, her heart surged with excitement.

Just as she felt like cheering with joy, she discovered that the "Lin Yifan" whom Song Baoshi had stabbed had disappeared and moved to the side.

All of a sudden, she felt as if she had fallen into an icy abyss, and her heart instantly became cold and disheartened.

"How did he do it? How could he possibly do this?" Wei Chengxue was utterly baffled.

Song Baoshi's strike was swift, and with Gao Lin being two levels above Lin Yifan, it should have been difficult for Lin Yifan to detect the attack at his realm, but not only did Lin Yifan notice it, he also dodged it; it was truly incomprehensible.

Now, she had gained an even deeper understanding of Lin Yifan.

The man before her was ruthless and possessed various unique skills, not someone they could contend with.

"Could it really be the same young man who publicly humiliated the Tian Family last night?"

The more she thought about it, the more she trembled; if he didn't even take the Tian Family seriously, how could he possibly be afraid of their Wei Family and the Tian Family? By now, she was ready to make reparations.

The crowd outside the store was shocked to see Song Baoshi making an attack gesture, his right hand still holding a sharp small knife.

Although they had not witnessed the incident, they could infer that Song Baoshi had just attempted a sneak attack on Lin Yifan.

Being bold enough to launch a sneak attack under these circumstances, Song Baoshi sure had guts.

Now that the sneak attack had failed, they believed Song Baoshi would not escape death or at least serious injury.

Nobody would tolerate being harmed in such a manner, it was an act costing a life, tantamount to assassination, so Lin Yifan was bound to hold Song Baoshi accountable.

They were not wrong, for after evading the sneak attack, Lin Yifan was already seething with rage.

If it wasn't for the black bead's warning, he would have been dead, bidding farewell to this world.

Therefore, he would not tolerate or forgive Song Baoshi, the attacker.

"Dammit! Just tried to ambush me, I definitely won't let you off!"

The next moment, he kicked Song Baoshi, sending him flying.

"Whoosh! Boom!"

Song Baoshi flew in a parabolic trajectory, finally crashing heavily against the wall-mounted wardrobe of "Splendid Home," smashing the entire wardrobe.

"Pfft!"

Following that, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood, grievously injured.

But it wasn't over yet; after kicking Song Baoshi away, Lin Yifan, with rage surging to the skies, rushed over with sharp scissors in hand and fiercely stabbed at the gasping Song Baoshi, who was slumped on the ground.

"Shick, shick, shick!"

With each stab, a blood cavity formed, and soon Song Baoshi's body was covered with various bloody wounds.

Witnessing this bloody scene, everyone couldn't bear to watch, silently pitying Song Baoshi in their hearts.

Wei Chengxue was terrified by this scene; she hadn't expected Lin Yifan to actually dare to make a move on them and that his methods were extremely brutal and ruthless, simply like a demon.

Now, she was scared, truly scared. If those scissors were stabbed into her, she definitely would have fainted.

On the other hand, Zhou Jiajia and Lin Yifei also felt that what Lin Yifan was doing was too cruel and wanted to go stop him. But remembering that Lin Yifan had also nearly lost his life, they dismissed the idea.

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