At this moment, Zhou Jiajia's tears could no longer be held back, and they streamed down her face. She believed that Lin Yifan had taken this female student from Zhao Yi's hands to bring her home to live with them.

"How has it come to you being in mortal danger?" Lin Yifan was at a loss for words, feeling that the more he explained, the more confused things became.

"Did you save her because you wanted to take her as a concubine?" Zhou Jiajia asked while her tears continued to fall.

"My darling, are you perhaps overthinking it? I really don't have such thoughts," Lin Yifan replied truthfully, truly at a loss with this jealous type.

"Then why did you save her?"

"I saved her because I owed a debt of gratitude, not to marry her and bring her home as your sister," Lin Yifan answered.

"Really? Do you dare swear an oath to heaven?"

"I dare!" Lin Yifan answered, then raised his left hand and swore to heaven, "I, Lin Yifan, swear to heaven that if I lie, may lightning strike me down and never allow me a peaceful death."

Seeing Lin Yifan so sincere, Zhou Jiajia begrudgingly chose to believe him this time, but she still felt uneasy and threatened, "If I find out you've brought that fox spirit into our home, I'll kill you."

"Rest assured, I definitely won't do such a thing, unless you agree," Lin Yifan responded.

"Get that idea out of your head; we will never agree."

"Then that's settled!" Lin Yifan was indifferent, since he had no such intentions in the first place.

The car turned left and right, and soon arrived at the Zhao Family's luxurious mansion.

It must be said that each Clan's mansion is vast, occupying an area as broad as a higher education university.

"Is this the Zhao Family?" Zhou Jiajia asked.

Standing in front of the gates, she suddenly found the place to be brilliantly imposing, impossibly large.

"I think it must be," Lin Yifan replied.

The GPS should not be mistaken, so this had to be the Zhao Family's place. Plus, the plaque above the gate confirmed it.

The Zhao Family's gates were guarded, and when they tried to enter, they were stopped.

"Common riff-raff, you're not allowed inside!" the Zhao Family gate guard declared sternly.

"Then please announce that I, Lin Yifan, have come to visit today," Lin Yifan responded, too lazy to straighten out these ignoramuses.

"Lin Yifan? Which Lin Yifan?" the Zhao Family gate guard inquired, feeling an uneasy premonition.

"The direct disciple of the Medicine Saint, Lin Yifan!" Lin Yifan declared his identity with pride, causing the servants to tremble in fear.

Sure enough, upon hearing his name, the Zhao Family guard's face turned pale, and he scurried inside to pass the message.

Lin Yifan was the Great Demon King, feared by all, and not someone who could be offended casually.

Moreover, just last night, they had heard that their master had once again injured the Family Head's son; thus, they couldn't afford to be negligent.

Whether it was the Family Head seeking revenge or him going to the Zhao Family to demand an explanation, neither should be taken lightly.

"Report!!!!!"

Inside the Zhao Family's main hall, a long announcement broke the previous silence.

"Why such a rush?" Zhao Tianba asked sternly from his seat in the center.

After last night's events had left him distraught and at a loss, he seemed a bit angry.

"Family Head! Lin... Lin Yifan has come... come knocking." The guard who came in to report trembled as he spoke.

"What? I haven't sought him out for a reckoning yet, and he dares to show up at my door; just as well, let's settle new grudges and old scores together, bring him in!" Zhao Tianba roared in fury, completely enraged by Lin Yifan's audacious behavior.

Hearing that Lin Yifan had come knocking, the two brothers Zhao Yi and Zhao Hong pleaded incessantly, "Father, you must take revenge for us and kill that bastard."

"Yi'er, Hong'er, don't worry, your father will definitely avenge you," Zhao Tianba boasted with confidence, ready to go all out.

Having his second son crippled in public was already a huge embarrassment; now his eldest son was robbed of his bride in public, and he could no longer tolerate it.

As the saying goes, there is a limit to patience, and beyond that limit, there is no need for patience.

On the other hand, after receiving permission, Lin Yifan and Zhou Jiajia followed the guard into the Zhao Family's grand hall.

The moment she stepped through the Zhao's main gate, Zhou Jiajia felt that something was off and couldn't help feeling scared.

"Yifan! Do you think the Zhao Family might really kill us?"

"Don't worry, as long as they still have some sense left, they probably won't," Lin Yifan assured her.

Although he had done many things to embarrass the Zhao Family, it hadn't yet come to the point of a complete fallout, so there was still room for discussion.

With Lin Yifan's reassurance, Zhou Jiajia felt much more at ease; however, she was still a bit afraid, unsure of the risks they might face shortly.

After passing through several courtyards, Lin Yifan and Zhou Jiajia finally arrived at the Zhao Family's conference hall.

Inside sat the Zhao Clan Elders and many cultivation experts, so even Lin Yifan, at the peak of the Breaking Mortal Fifth Realm, felt some pressure.

The reason Zhou Jiajia didn't feel it was because Lin Yifan shielded her from it all.

"Is this how the Zhao Family treats its guests?"

Lin Yifan was angry, not expecting them to be so disrespectful; after all, he was the Medicine Saint's direct disciple. It was utterly disrespectful not to consider his Master.

However, what he didn't know was that if the Zhao Family truly didn't care about his Master, they would have eliminated him long ago.

"You call yourself a guest?" From his high seat, the Family Head of the Zhao Family asked coldly, seething with anger.

Seeing Lin Yifan, he wished he could kill the bastard who wounded his son and caused him to lose face.

"Haven't you heard that anyone who enters is a guest?" Lin Yifan retorted, not intimidated by Zhao Tianba's imposing manner.

However, even though he wasn't intimidated, Zhou Jiajia beside him was scared nearly to death.

It was fortunate that Lin Yifan continually held her hand, giving her strength; otherwise, she really didn't know how to face such fear.

Now, she somewhat regretted why she insisted on accompanying Lin Yifan to the Zhao Family's home. It was truly self-inflicted misery.

"Pah!"

"For you, this bastard, not to be considered an enemy is lenient enough, and yet you aspire to be a guest of our Zhao Family? Who do you think you are?" Zhao Hong suddenly interrupted, unable to tolerate Lin Yifan's disdainful demeanor any longer.

"Hehe! How have you been lately, the spiteful Second Young Master Zhao?" Lin Yifan asked with a smile.

He had long expected to encounter "acquaintances," and sure enough. Seeing Zhao Hong living so "happily" satisfied him greatly.

"Thanks to you, I spend my days at home in leisure, doing nothing and partying, just like a useless person," Zhao Hong replied with a poker face.

"Isn't that quite nice? You should be thanking me," Lin Yifan shamelessly insisted.

This statement infuriated Zhao Hong, "Thank you, my ass! If I don't kill you, it's already mercy."

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