Before, she had always lived in a dark world, her days filled with persistent gloom, suffering, and endless despair.

"I just asked you if you were alright?" Lin Yifan asked patiently once again.

He felt that Tang Jing was attracted to his handsome appearance, which to him, was not good news.

"I... I'm fine!" Tang Jing replied with a smile, not understanding why Lin Yifan would ask her this; however, she was still pleased because Lin Yifan was showing concern for her.

Gazing at the man she had once protected, she did not understand why, but the more she looked at him, the more appealing he became, and the harder it was to tear her gaze away.

Beneath Lin Yifan's masculine facade was an alluring aura of wickedness.

Seeing Tang Jing staring blankly at him, lost in thought, Lin Yifan felt somewhat uneasy and thought to himself, "Could it be that she's fallen in love with me?"

Although being adored by someone he had once had a secret crush on should have been a very joyful affair, Lin Yifan just couldn't feel happy about it. He felt burdened and unsure of how to handle the situation.

He already had four beautiful "wives" and did not wish to take on another.

In the midst of this awkward moment, Zhao Yi, who had been struck by three Flying Knives, desperately charged over with a blood-stained dinner knife, intent on killing Tang Jing.

What Zhao Yi could not have, he believed, should be beyond the reach of others too. This was the malevolent thought in his mind at the moment.

Sensing the approaching threat, Lin Yifan's eyes narrowed, his gaze turned icy, and he kicked the charging Zhao Yi, sending him flying away.

This kick was no ordinary one; it was the advanced martial arts technique known as Shadowless Kick; and so, despite being on guard, Zhao Yi was still thrown through the air.

"Boom!"

In the end, Zhao Yi crashed into a wall inside the banquet hall and came to a stop.

That kick was strong enough to severely injure him, and combined with the palm strike from earlier, he was beyond being able to bear it.

"Dare to offend again, and I will certainly kill you!" Lin Yifan revealed his murderous intent, furious to the extreme.

In fact, during his earlier use of "Witchcraft Palm" and "One Qi Transforms into Three Clears," he had the opportunity to kill Zhao Yi; but he did not do so because he did not want to provoke the Zhao Family.

However, if an enemy was heedless of warnings and repeatedly challenged his authority, he would not be so considerate anymore.

Although it was a mere eight words, they were delivered with overwhelming authority, a menacing aura that intimidated everyone present.

All the young members of the Clans trembled, frightened by Lin Yifan's lethal momentum.

From the series of actions just now, it was evident that Lin Yifan indeed had the strength and the guts; he was not bluffing.

"That's terrifying! It's better to keep a distance from him from now on!"

"What was that martial arts move just now? I've never seen it before?"

"It could be the legendary Shadowless Kick."

"No way! Does that mean he knows too many advanced martial arts techniques?"

The young members of the Clans at the banquet were shocked and greatly envious of Lin Yifan.

This might just be the difference between a Sect disciple and a Clan young master; Clan young masters struggled to cultivate even one advanced martial art, let alone several.

"Looking at it this way, he really could be the Medicine Saint's direct disciple."

"If that's true, then it's terrifying. Who would dare to provoke him after this?"

"Exactly, provoking him is simply asking for trouble."

On the other side, both Luqiu Shaoge and Long Tengyu were shocked throughout, utterly impressed by Lin Yifan's skills.

Such a powerful opponent, they couldn't muster a bit of resistance, even Long Tengyu at the peak of the Divine Transformation First Realm felt the same.

With Lin Yifan's cultivation speed, he feared that in a few more months, he would become just like Zhao Yi, unable to withstand a single blow.

Now, he was starting to regret his earlier decision; had he known Lin Yifan possessed such strength, he would have sided with Lin Yifan right from the start, presenting a united front against others.

Unfortunately, there's no medicine for regret in this world. Once missed, it's missed for good.

As the threatened party, Zhao Yi gritted his teeth, glaring intensely at Lin Yifan.

Now, Lin Yifan had truly taken his woman, and even held her in his arms, leaving him utterly without face.

"Damn it, how despicable! If I don't take revenge for this, I won't consider myself a man!"

Zhao Yi was extremely angry, but completely helpless.

In terms of strength, he was completely overwhelmed; in terms of background, he was easily crushed; at this point, he had only the strategy of a sneak attack left. Only by such means could he personally kill Lin Yifan, taking revenge for the humiliation suffered today.

Now, he was completely incapable of confronting Lin Yifan; therefore, the only option was to leave, to even hope for the possibility of revenge.

Thus, he endured the pain and staggered away from Long Tengyu's birthday party.

Watching this scene, everyone couldn't help but sigh, the once powerful Capital City's Five Young Masters had fallen to such a state, it was truly sad.

"Alas! With the arrival of the Lord of Chaos, all the young masters of the Capital City will fade into obscurity!"

"He's too powerful, given time, he will eventually replace all the rankings of the young masters from Capital's Clans."

Hearing these idle chitchats, the always proud and arrogant Long Tengyu was quite displeased and wanted to compare his martial prowess with Lin Yifan to see who was stronger or weaker.

However, he dared not act on it, fearing it would ruin the harmonious atmosphere. After all, he had invited Lin Yifan to the banquet to forge a connection, not to become enemies with him.

On the other side, the equally proud and arrogant Luqiu Shaoge had already been thoroughly defeated.

Two months ago, the moment he saw Lin Yifan displaying his strength at the Yanjing Night Osmanthus Auction, his self-confidence was completely shattered, gone to exist no more; so he had no pride left to speak of.

Seeing Zhao Yi fleeing in disarray, Tang Jing didn't know whether it was good news or bad news but felt an uneasy feeling deep inside.

Lin Yifan was not afraid of strong opponents, but she had no background or power. She really worried that her family would suffer revenge from the Zhao Family.

Thus, she expressed her fears, "Lin, what should we do? The Zhao Family will definitely not let me and my family go."

"Don't be afraid! Tomorrow, I'll personally take a trip to Zhao's residence, and everything will be resolved," Lin Yifan reassured, his tone filled with authority.

Although it was a simple statement, it gave Tang Jing immense strength, giving her the confidence and courage to overcome the fear within her heart.

"Lin! Thank you, you've been so good to me!"

Tang Jing stared blankly at Lin Yifan, tears welling up in her eyes, wanting to lean into his embrace and enjoy the warmth that could fend off all coldness.

However, she knew she shouldn't, for Lin Yifan had not yet accepted her.

"No need for thanks! I treat you now as you treated me in the past," Lin Yifan replied.

"You saved me? Is it entirely because of the kindness I showed you back then?" Tang Jing's eyes flickered with tears, longing to know the answer.

Indeed, she didn't want this brief illusion of love to end so quietly and without a trace.

"Yes," Lin Yifan answered truthfully.

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