Chapter 1512: Chapter 1510: Killing You Is What You Deserve

Lin Fan’s eyes turned, then he smiled slightly, another mischievous idea popping up in his head, and his true nature resurfaced as he started teasing the beauty again.

"Beauty, have you seriously never heard anyone praise you before? Why are you looking so shocked and dumbfounded?"

Emotions surged in Qiu Xi’s heart, a hundred feelings welling up inside; she didn’t even know what she herself was feeling right now.

Happy.

Sad.

Glad.

Angry.

Helpless.

All kinds of emotions churned inside her, leaving her standing there in a daze, motionless.

Her cheeks were crimson, like ripe red apples.

One moment she stared blankly at Lin Fan, the next she was suspiciously zoning out, then she swept her gaze over the crowd.

She didn’t stop, not even for a minute.

And then.

Lin Fan suddenly spoke, catching her completely off guard; her body trembled violently and she stumbled back a few steps.

It was like someone had punched her in the chest, leaving her so stifled she couldn’t speak.

She suddenly snapped back to herself and shook her head lightly, an indescribable expression on her face and emotions in her heart that were even harder to put into words.

"N-no... never..."

Before Lin Fan could react, the women behind him started in with their sarcasm.

A second ago.

They had been sobbing and screaming, furious, sorrowful, terrified because they thought they were going to die here.

The next second.

After Lin Fan descended out of nowhere and saved their lives. They could clearly see Qiu Xi was no match for Lin Fan, so their little lives were basically safe. As a result, they started getting cocky and fearless.

"Oh my, how pitiful, no one’s ever praised this woman before."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... you’re about to make me cry over here."

"Quit acting so pathetic, do you even deserve to be praised?!"

"Exactly! Don’t you go pee in a puddle and take a good look at yourself—actually think you’re some peerless beauty?!"

"What’s the point talking crap with her, hurry up and kill her already!"

"She’s a lowly little wretch of a ’lostfolk’, who’d dare say she looks good? Not afraid their mouth will rot? Praising her would be lowering our own status! She’s the lowest of the low, the dirtiest trash! Born only to live as an ant wallowing in the filth!"

The mouths on these women were truly vicious.

They’d just barely gained a tiny upper hand and were already going for the jugular, doing everything they could to belittle Qiu Xi.

Qiu Xi, as one of the lostfolk.

Could only endure this kind of humiliation. Her whole life up till now had been exactly like this. Until she met Lan Zhengqing, who made her pick up a weapon and use the Immortal Slaying Needle to protect herself.

So.

Every time she carried out a mission and watched those people who had once been high and mighty kneel in front of her, sobbing and begging, she felt incredibly satisfied!

It was a kind of revenge high.

Just now she’d been stunned by Lin Fan’s words, because no one had ever openly praised her looks to her face.

Even Lan Zhengqing had only ever given her an extra glance or two; he would never say it out loud.

So Lin Fan’s sudden compliment had left her completely at a loss.

But the moment these troublemaking women opened their mouths, it was all sneers and mockery, instantly dragging Qiu Xi back to that drifting, reviled state from years ago.

Blank as her eyes had been, they now filled with boundless killing intent.

She clenched the Immortal Slaying Needle in her hand with a fierce grip.

Murderous aura soared!

But.

Before she could speak or move.

Lin Fan turned around first and started cursing those women out.

"Hey, hey, hey! All of you, shut the fuck up for me! Are your mouths really that damn noisy? Will you die if you stop talking?! She’s clearly such a beautiful girl, and you idiots insist on calling her ugly! What’s your problem, jealous much?! And what the hell is this ’lostfolk’ crap—so what if she is, that still doesn’t mean you get to shit on her like this. If any of you dare spout one more piece of garbage, dare belittle this girl one more time, I’ll just let go and walk away right now, leave you to die on your own! If you get killed, you’ll damn well deserve it!"

He flew into a rage, jumping up and down mad with anger. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

In all his life, the one thing he hated most was seeing a beauty being bullied; whenever he saw a beauty getting picked on, he absolutely had to step in.

And he had to stand on the side of justice, too.

Just now with this group of women it had been the same—he couldn’t just stand by and watch Qiu Xi slaughter them.

Especially since they were all women.

Seeing how furious Lin Fan was, it was obvious he wasn’t joking.

The women were startled; they looked at each other, then hurriedly shut their mouths. If Lin Fan really left, they really would be dead. So they could only shut up quickly, though their eyes were still full of resentment.

"Hero, do you not know what a ’lostfolk’ is?"

Among the crowd, a voice suddenly piped up.

Lin Fan raised a brow, shook his head with a puzzled look. "Nope, what the hell is that supposed to be?"

"Lostfolk are the lowest, most despicable people in the entire Five Elements Realm! No one’s willing to have any contact with them, because dealing with lostfolk makes us feel sick and disgusted..."

The crowd all chimed in, explaining what lostfolk were.

Their meaning was crystal clear: they wanted to pull Lin Fan over to their side, to make him feel disgust toward the lostfolk too, so he’d join them in targeting Qiu Xi.

Qiu Xi had been moved when Lin Fan stood up for her, feeling a faint warmth she’d never known before.

Someone had praised her beauty, someone was speaking up for her—this was the first time in her life!

But.

When she saw the women start explaining what lostfolk were, she panicked.

Really panicked!

She was sure Lin Fan would definitely be pulled over to their side and become just like them, loathing and despising the lostfolk.

She’d finally met someone who treated her like a real person.

And yet...

"All of you, shut up!"

Qiu Xi’s face twisted ferociously, her beautiful eyes bulging as if they were about to pop out, flames practically shooting from them.

She began spinning the Immortal Slaying Needle again, her gaze locked solely on those gossipy women.

These damned bitches! These damned bitches!

You all have to die, every last one of you has to die!

Her heart roared like thunder, and her eyes reddened, a tear welling up in the corner.

Qiu Xi was crying.

Swish!

Her figure shot out like a bolt of lightning, charging straight at the women; a violent pressure surged forth like a collapsing mountain, slamming into them!

The women were scared stiff, their bodies trembling as they screamed shrilly.

They were terrified out of their wits by Qiu Xi’s expression, stunned speechless.

In just a hundredth of a breath!

Qiu Xi arrived right in front of one of the women!

Without the slightest hesitation!

The next second.

She drove the Immortal Slaying Needle straight at the woman’s forehead; she intended to blast that skull open in an instant, flesh and blood flying!

However.

A golden flash streaked by.

In a thousandth of a breath! Even faster than Qiu Xi!

A hand suddenly stretched out from the Void!

It grabbed hold of the thrusting Immortal Slaying Needle.

It caught it firmly when it was less than a millimeter from the woman’s forehead.

Lin Fan had once again stopped Qiu Xi’s slaughter.

"No need to lose your head. Killing people won’t solve anything. And with a face as stunning as yours, acting this brutal really doesn’t match your looks."

Lin Fan spoke casually, as if he hadn’t even exerted any effort.

But Qiu Xi’s face was already flushed red as she used every ounce of strength she had. She tried to stab forward—no good; tried to yank it back—also no good!

The Immortal Slaying Needle was held firmly in Lin Fan’s palm, completely immobile.