Qin Wuyou had left the Lin Lineage less than two hours ago. How had he become a cripple already?
Putting together Qin Wuyou's curses, Lin Fan drew a deep breath. He knew that the accusations and curses Qin Wuyou hurled at the Lin Lineage were almost certainly true!
Who would have thought the Lin Lineage could be so ruthless? Just what leverage does Qin Wuyou have over them to make them deal him such a vicious blow?
Lin Fan was no lovesick fool. By all rights, Qin Wuyou should have been doomed to die for cursing and slandering the Lin Lineage like this.
Yet when Lin Fan left, Lin Qingxue had deliberately reminded him not to kill Qin Wuyou.
As for Lin Qingxue's claim that she could not bear to do it, Lin Fan found it utterly laughable.
From the three years of tangled grievances between Qin Wuyou and Lin Qingxue, Lin Fan had already seen that she was no softhearted woman.
She did not even care about the three years Qin Wuyou had spent groveling at her feet. How could she possibly be unable to bear it?
Although he knew there had to be something fishy about this, Lin Fan did not dwell on it.
He had stepped forward now to act on the Lin Lineage's behalf and shut Qin Wuyou up.
The instant Qin Wuyou saw Lin Fan emerge, he seemed to go mad. He stopped cursing the Lin Lineage, turned on Lin Fan, and snarled furiously, "Lin Fan, who the hell do you think you are? You think you're worthy of Qingxue?"
Before he could finish, however, Lin Fan delivered a resounding slap that nearly knocked him senseless.
"Qin Wuyou, I advise you to know what's good for you and shut your mouth. Stay away from Qingxue