Ye Tianfan stood there stunned, not knowing what to say.

Perhaps it was because Su Yueyi was too innocent, Ye Tianfan felt no need to guard against her, nor did he have any suspicions. But he never thought that earlier in the Imperial Group's lobby, Su Yueyi hadn't gone upstairs but had been hiding in the elevator lobby, listening to his entire conversation with Fang Zaitian.

Ye Tianfan didn't know how to explain; this was the situation he least wanted to face.

He didn't want to hurt Su Yueyi, nor did he want her to know about the dirty deeds Fang Zaitian had done.

Ye Tianfan had even thought of a story to tell Su Yueyi, making her think Fang Zaitian had returned to Hong Kong, to deceive her first and then find other ways to keep it hidden.

But a lie is a lie, and one lie needs countless others to cover it up, and there will always come a day when it is exposed.

If that day really comes, what would happen to Su Yueyi?

Ye Tianfan didn't dare to think about it, didn't want to think about it.

No matter what, Su Yueyi was different from Fang Zaitian; the mistakes Fang Zaitian made should not result in Su Yueyi bearing the hurt.

"Yue Yi, please go back first, this is a matter between me and Fang Zaitian." These words were somewhat evasive and perfunctory, but facing Su Yueyi at this moment, Ye Tianfan genuinely didn't know what to say.

Tell her, her father is a bad person?

Tell her, her father killed Chen Changsheng and wants to mess up the entire Huaxia Ancient Martial Realm?

Tell her, her father resorted to despicable means to frame him and almost got him killed?

It would be too much of a blow for Su Yueyi.

If possible, Ye Tianfan still wanted Fang Zaitian to leave a good impression in Su Yueyi's memories.

"Can't you two stop this?"

Tears streaked down Su Yueyi's cheeks, and her voice started to choke.

What Fang Zaitian did wasn't important to Su Yueyi; what mattered was that Fang Zaitian was her father, a father she had lost for over twenty years.

The warmth of fatherly love had just arrived, and Su Yueyi didn't want to lose it just like that.

But on one side was Ye Tianfan, whom she secretly loved for many years, and on the other was the newfound fatherly love.

What could Su Yueyi do?

She was helpless, crying, squatting on the ground, wailing like a lost child.

Why is heaven always so unfair to her?

Half a lifetime of loneliness and wandering, now that fatherly love has arrived, it seems to be as fleeting as a blooming epiphyllum, like a shooting star about to pass through her life.

Su Yueyi didn't dare to wish for a fate like Long Yuqing or Qin Ruomeng.

Nor did she dare to hope that one day Ye Tianfan would fall in love with her, the ugly duckling.

But her father, after all, is her father. Now even that is to be taken away?

Su Yueyi lifted her eyelids, tears still hanging from her lashes, she looked at Ye Tianfan, feeling both familiar and strange.

In the Imperial Group's lobby, Su Yueyi thought it was her father who was targeting Ye Tianfan, and she even spoke up to plead for Ye Tianfan.

Because Su Yueyi knew that as long as she protected Ye Tianfan, her father wouldn't do anything to him.

After all, Fang Zaitian's deep love for Su Yueyi was undeniable.

But now?

It seemed to be Ye Tianfan who was going to make a move.

If she stood desperately in front of her father, would Ye Tianfan hold back?

Su Yueyi didn't know.

She was too innocent, her love for Ye Tianfan was pure, without Long Yuqing's purposefulness, nor Qin Ruomeng's sense of mission, just foolishly in love with Ye Tianfan.

That's why Su Yueyi never probed into Ye Tianfan's identity; in her eyes, Ye Tianfan was just like an elder brother, regardless of wealth or poverty, nothing could affect her feelings for him.

But now, standing in front of Ye Tianfan, Su Yueyi felt he was the most familiar stranger.

So unfamiliar that she didn't dare to call him, didn't dare to recognize him.

"Brother Ye, he's my father! I'm begging you, I beg you, let it go, please?"

Su Yueyi was in tears, yet hysterical.

This voice lingered in the air above the park square, unable to disperse for a long time.

"I beg you! I beg you!"

Choking, crying.

Su Yueyi's voice began to turn hoarse.

Looking at Su Yueyi's miserably painful appearance in front of him, Ye Tianfan's heart nearly shattered.

He didn't understand why the insidious, deceitful, unscrupulous Fang Zaitian could have such an innocent daughter!

Ye Tianfan slowly approached, trying to place his hand on Su Yueyi's shoulder.

Su Yueyi did not resist.

Her body just kept trembling.

Ye Tianfan wanted to comfort her, but he couldn't find any words of solace for Su Yueyi; he only instinctively embraced her shoulder, letting her quietly sob in his arms.

However, this scene was caught by the just-arrived Fang Zaitian.

"Let go of my daughter! Ye Tianfan, whatever it is, come at me!"

A roar.

A heartfelt roar from Fang Zaitian.

Everyone has a bottom line, and so does Fang Zaitian; seeing Ye Tianfan holding his daughter, Fang Zaitian instinctively thought that Ye Tianfan meant harm to her.

Judging others by his own standards, such a phenomenon is most normal on the originally extremely insidious Fang Zaitian.

With Fang Zaitian's roar, waves of killing intent surged from all directions.

Fang Zaitian wasn't an idiotic or sore loser, to the victor goes the spoils, the outcome was settled. Fang Zaitian had even prepared himself for the possibility of execution, harboring a certain despair for a deathly end.

But ever since he guessed that Su Yueyi might come to West City Park, everything changed; Fang Zaitian decided to make a last stand.

Fighting to the death,

even at the cost of all his war generals in Hong Kong, he could not let any harm come to Su Yueyi.

Feeling the killing intent closing in from all directions, Ye Tianfan showed little emotion, only raised his left hand gently covering Su Yueyi's eyes.

Some bloody scenes, he still didn't want Su Yueyi to see.

"Snap!"

Ye Tianfan snapped his fingers with his right hand.

A gleam shot out from his right sleeve.

Willow Leaf Blade.

The Ye Family's Willow Leaf Blade.

Small and exquisite, thin as a cicada's wing, it had saved countless lives and drank countless blood.

"Whoosh..."

The blade flashed by, and a figure that leaped high in the air felt a chill on his neck before even reaching Ye Tianfan, and without time for any reaction or scream, he crashed to the ground, lifeless.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

The blade moved with the heart,

Ye Tianfan himself never moved, his left hand still covered Su Yueyi's eyes, yet the Willow Leaf Blade was already frantically reaping lives.

Figures fell one after another.

Lives ended one after another.

Charging forward in succession.

No one retreated.

At this moment, Fang Zaitian was strong, even Ye Tianfan was somewhat surprised at how loyal his subordinates were, perhaps knowing it was death, yet they still charged forward.

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