Zhao Hong was enraged, really wishing he could kill that bastard Lin Yifan on the spot.

"So it seems I should be thanking Zhao Family's Second Young Master," Lin Yifan said indifferently.

From beginning to end, he was fearless and undaunted.

Witnessing this scene, Zhao Yi's feelings were complicated. There weren't many people with such courage, and Lin Yifan indeed relied on the Zhao Family's reluctance to wage war with Medicinal Saint Valley and was thus fearless.

"You… You bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Zhao Hong, infuriated by Lin Yifan's mocking face, immediately grabbed a fruit knife from a nearby table and stabbed at Lin Yifan.

Seeing this, Zhou Jiajia screamed in panic, "Ah!!! Yifan, get away!"

Then, she actively stepped in front of Lin Yifan, intending to take the knife for him.

Seeing Zhou Jiajia willing to do this, Lin Yifan was touched. This woman truly loved him; it wasn't fake.

So without a second thought, he pulled Zhou Jiajia behind him and then reached out to grab the fruit knife that Zhao Hong was stabbing with.

Because his hand was protected by cultivation power, it wasn't cut by the fruit knife.

With the fruit knife firmly grasped in his hand, Zhao Hong became even more enraged and shouted, "Father, help me kill this bastard!"

Zhao Tianba's hands had long been clenched into fists; however, he dared not rush forward to punch Lin Yifan to death; he was weighing the pros and cons, considering whether it was worth taking the risk.

"Father! Why don't you come over!" Zhao Hong called out again.

At that moment, Lin Yifan snorted coldly, "Hmph! Only an unfilial son like you would disregard the lives of the entire clan and commit such a heinous crime."

"What right do you have to criticize me, you bastard?" Zhao Hong asked angrily.

"It's precisely because you're using such reckless means against me, a noble guest," Lin Yifan replied.

"Pah! You are just an enemy of our Zhao Family, don't lump yourself in with any noble guests, it makes me sick just to hear it," Zhao Hong said with disdain, and then urged again, "Father! Why don't you come? Why don't you dare kill him?"

"Hong'er! Stop it! Don't be disrespectful!" Zhao Tianba eventually restrained himself.

In fact, he was reminded by Lin Yifan; Lin Yifan's words had just made him regain his rationality.

Offending Medicinal Saint Valley would lead to no good end, especially the founder of Medicinal Saint Valley—the Medicine Saint; alone, he could annihilate their entire Zhao Family, so they absolutely must not offend him lightly.

"Your father is wise and sensible; you should stay at home in the future and learn how to deal with interpersonal relationships!" With disdain, Lin Yifan released the fruit knife and pushed Zhao Hong aside.

"Learn from your bullshit! I cannot cultivate, and it's all because of you, you bastard!"

"Today, I must kill you, you bastard!"

As he spoke, Zhao Hong, filled with fury, again charged at Lin Yifan with the fruit knife, wanting to stab him to death.

But at that moment, he was restrained by the cultivation power released by his own father and couldn't move.

"Who is stopping me? Who on earth is it?" Zhao Hong looked around, his eyes nearly shooting out flames, enraged to the extreme.

The Zhao Family members around him watched with cold eyes, none of them answering him.

Just as he was about to ask again, a majestic voice suddenly came from the high seat in the center of the hall: "Hong'er! Don't be disrespectful."

"Father! It's you again, you don't help me kill him, but why do you stop me from killing him?" Zhao Hong's eyes turned red with anger, turned around, and questioned his father seated high above.

"I'm protecting you!" Zhao Tianba answered.

"Protect my ass! I don't need a spineless father like you," Zhao Hong retorted disdainfully, showing no respect for his father.

"You scoundrel!"

Zhao Tianba was furious, never having expected Zhao Hong to utter such disrespectful and unfilial words.

It seemed that he had indeed been too indulgent with this unfilial son in the past.

As the master of the Zhao Family flew into a rage, everyone in the hall trembled with fear, except for Lin Yifan.

Having experienced much of the world's grandeur, Lin Yifan was already immune to such scenes and was not scared.

However, Zhou Jiajia at his side was scared half to death, standing there petrified, not daring to move or speak.

Zhao Yi had never seen his father this angry. His own younger brother really had gone too far; how could he have the audacity to spew such unfilial words about his biological father?

On the other hand, Zhao Hong was also startled by his father's roar; yet, with events having taken this turn, he had no choice but to stand his ground and refuse to capitulate.

"Guards! Take this unfilial son back to his room and confine him for a month, so he can reflect on his wrongdoings and repent!"

Zhao Tianba issued the command; after all, he had softened his heart, for this was his son, and he understood why Zhao Hong had spoken those words.

Truth be told, hearing those words pained him; he felt useless, unable to avenge his son's grievance.

Upon the order, two servants dragged Zhao Hong away.

As he was forcibly led forward, Zhao Hong looked back and pleaded, "Father, you must help me kill that bastard, you must..."

Zhao Hong's final plea once again stabbed at Zhao Tianba's heart; he really wanted to rush over and kill Lin Yifan.

Seeing the fierce look in the eyes of the Zhao Family master, Zhou Jiajia shuddered with extreme fear, then whispered quietly, "Yifan, should we leave?"

"Don't be afraid! He won't do anything to us," Lin Yifan reassured.

If Zhao Tianba had wanted to kill him, he would have done so long ago, not waited until now, so Yifan was betting that Zhao Tianba didn't have the guts to kill him.

After Zhao Hong's departure, calm once again returned to the hall.

At this moment, the master of the Zhao Family coldly inquired, "What brings you to our Zhao Family?"

"I'm here to offer you an 'apology,'" Lin Yifan truthfully replied, with an underlying meaning.

"'Apology'? Hmph! Lucky you're not here to demand one. Speak, what is your real purpose?" Zhao Tianba asked somberly.

"Since the master of the Zhao Family is so eager to know, I'll come straight to the point," Lin Yifan didn't beat around the bush, and immediately responded, "I'm here today regarding the marriage arrangement of Miss Tang Jing."

"You bastard, do you really dare to meddle in this affair?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi, who was seated to the side, instantly became furious; he stood up abruptly, slammed the table, and pointed at Lin Yifan in anger, demanding an answer.

"Why wouldn't I dare? Miss Tang Jing was coerced into agreeing to marry you," Lin Yifan calmly replied, unshaken by Zhao Yi's angry words.

"How do you know she was coerced?" Zhao Tianba asked curiously.

"She told me herself last night. If you don't believe me, you can call her here, and we can confront this matter face to face," Lin Yifan answered.

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