Hearing Fang Yu's blunt rebuke, Nalan Yanran, who had already been somewhat upset, seemed to find an outlet for her anger and immediately snapped coldly.
"How can you speak like that? Our Nalan Clan treated you as a guest, but if you insist on being so rude, then please..."
"Enough, Yanran. Invite the gentleman inside."
Although Nalan Yanran's father had been rudely rebuked by Fang Yu, he still coldly stopped Nalan Yanran from asking Fang Yu to leave.
Though he still hesitated over whether Fang Yu could truly cure his father, they could only gamble now. The Nalan Clan could no longer afford to wait.
Moreover, he trusted Mittel Ya Fei. He felt that her current achievements were inseparable from the man before them, Fang Yu.
After all, Mittel Ya Fei's current status and strength had become an unsolved mystery throughout the Imperial Capital. It was precisely because of this that the many clans and factions in the capital speculated that she had found a powerful backer. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for her to cultivate so quickly, possess such strength and status, and, most importantly, obtain so many valuable treasures.
Those treasures Fang Yu had given Mittel Ya Fei had earned her immense renown at the Mittel Auction House.
Therefore, Nalan Yanran's father believed that Fang Yu was the person backing Mittel Ya Fei. Otherwise, how could some stranger possess a personal letter of introduction from Mittel Ya Fei?
Furthermore, Fang Yu's blunt manner made him even more certain of his guess. That was why he hurriedly stopped Nalan Yanran from driving Fang Yu away. He feared that if Fang Yu truly was that person, then his father would really be beyond saving.
He felt that Fang Yu truly had that ability.
After being sternly rebuked by her