Lin Fan used the Qi-Observing Technique and saw black energy shrouding Yan Nan's entire body. A black shadow was also standing beside her.
Clearly, after Yan Nan had danced on someone's grave, its occupant had naturally come looking for her.
Lin Fan said calmly, "Brother, every grievance has its source, and every debt its debtor. Yan Nan did something wrong, but she's still young. I hope you can forgive her."
Hearing his voice, the black figure looked curiously at the phone Yan Nan was holding. He pointed at himself, seemingly checking whether Lin Fan was speaking to him.
"Hmph, she had some nerve. Dancing on my grave was bad enough, but she actually had someone slaughter a rooster and sprinkle it over my gravestone."
The black figure gradually took shape, revealing the appearance of a middle-aged man. He said coldly, "I didn't expect you to see me through a screen. It seems you must be a capable master."
"Master, she did something wrong. She must be punished."
The people around them were startled to see Lin Fan talking to himself.
However, none of them spoke. The more timid among them looked around, only to feel even more frightened.
"Ah!"
Just then, Yan Nan let out a wail. Her abdomen hurt terribly, and she felt as if ten thousand ants were crawling over her.
Ling Ran stepped forward to examine her. His expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly shouted, "Subcutaneous bleeding! Get her to the operating room right away!"
The nurses snapped out of their daze and hurried over to wheel the hospital bed away.
"There's no rush."
Lin Fan frowned. He hadn't expected this black figure to refuse to negotiate, which made him a little angry.
He said bluntly, "Brother, Yan Nan wasn't responsible for the chicken blood. Someone was