Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger-Chapter 216 - 215: What a House of Virtue!

"Yes, that’s right, I stuffed this old beast into this sack and dragged him here with a car."

Faced with Shen Yueli’s glaring, furious stare.

Lin Fan’s lips curled into a mocking smile, nodding calmly in admission.

"Don’t you love playing these low tricks without a conscience, treating people’s lives like they’re nothing?"

He glanced at the bloodied Shen Changlong, unable to hide his frown.

"It’s a pity, this old fellow has quite a firm mouth. Even in this condition, he hasn’t uttered a word, almost biting through his teeth."

What, what?

No wonder Shen Changlong appears so miserable.

He was indeed dragged all the way here by Lin Fan in the same manner!

Upon hearing this, Ah Fu and the others were so scared they swallowed hard.

Mrs. Ying Sr. widened her eyes in anger, her lips trembling with rage, unable to speak.

"How dare you! You lowly bastard, how dare you treat my father like this!"

Shen Yueli trembled, pointing and yelling at Lin Fan.

Her beautiful face twisted hideously, like a demon.

She was thoroughly enraged!

"Why wouldn’t I dare? We all have one head and two arms, who the hell is nobler than whom?"

Lin Fan looked blankly at the small boy sleeping in his arms.

"This child’s parents were stuffed into sacks by your people and dragged to death. Why shouldn’t I let your father taste the same pain and suffering?"

"He’s just the son of a lowly outsider, how dare you compare his parents’ lives with Changlong’s?"

Mrs. Ying Sr. clutched her chest, panting heavily, as if about to explode.

"Does Shen Changlong’s life seem more valuable in your eyes?"

Lin Fan found it laughable, shaking his head.

"Too bad, to me, this old beast’s life is just as cheap. If he angers me, he too will have to die!"

The determined voice echoed in the hall.

Ah Fu and the others shivered, instinctively stepping back.

They knew their own actions weren’t clean, fearing that Lin Fan might seek revenge!

Beside them, Ying Yutang lowered her head momentarily in silence, then bit her lip and stood behind Lin Fan, showing her choice through her actions.

"Young master, stop. If you continue, I’m afraid as an old servant I’ll have no choice but to act against you."

At this moment.

Uncle Qian stepped forward, looking at Lin Fan with a complex expression.

"Uncle Qian, you watched me grow up. Can’t you see the right and wrong in all of this?"

Eye to eye, Lin Fan felt a sinking disappointment, questioning.

In his impression, this elder had been kind, not particularly siding with Mrs. Ying Sr. and the others.

Moreover, ever since Mr. Ying passed, his status became more transcendental, and no one at home could command him.

"Young master, I don’t have the authority to judge what you’ve said. I can only obey orders."

Uncle Qian folded his hands and lowered his head, responding indifferently.

No one noticed the flicker of helplessness in his eyes.

His foster daughter was still detained in the sect’s forbidden grounds, undergoing unimaginable training.

Only through Shen Yueli could she have a sliver of hope!

"Well, well, what a ’House of Virtue’!"

Silence, deathly silence.

After a long while, Lin Fan’s lips curled bitterly.

He raised his eyes to survey the "House of Virtue" plaque hanging in the hall.

Crack!

With a wave of his hand, a streak of silver energy shot forth.

The plaque shattered with a crash, pieces falling!

"I thought Uncle Qian could speak justice, but instead, you’re all snakes in the same nest, colluding with them!"

"You, you, you, you lowly brat, shut your mouth!"

The plaque hit the ground heavily, dust flying, startling everyone as their hearts skipped.

Mrs. Ying Sr., furious beyond forgiveness, was completely enraged.

She immediately turned to Uncle Qian, her lips twitching angrily, ordering.

"Old Qian, take him down, dead or alive!"

"Uncle Qian, you owe me two favors, I want you to act immediately!"

Shen Yueli, regaining composure, also shouted loudly.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law exchanged glances, gaining confidence.

After all, Uncle Qian seemed inconspicuous, yet he was a truly exceptional martial artist!

He had repeatedly fended off assassination attempts for Mr. Ying, without fail.

No matter how gifted and strong Lin Fan was.

It was impossible for him to be a match against Uncle Qian, such a remarkable expert!

"...Young master, apologies."

Hearing this, Uncle Qian’s cheeks twitched, as he lifted his aged, murky eyes directly at Lin Fan.

"If you surrender, you’ll suffer less under their judgment."

"I really didn’t expect you to become like this, joining forces with them."

Lin Fan shook his head, his gaze turning icy.

"Back then, they forced my mother to poison herself while you watched. Did you ever remember my mother once saved your life by detoxifying you?"

"I haven’t forgotten Lady Suxin’s life-saving grace... I have my reasons."

Uncle Qian murmured, his gaze becoming a bit more resolute.

"When my goddaughter returns safely, I’ll gladly give my old life at your mother’s grave."

"Haha, you really are faithful and loyal, making me see you in a new light!"

Lin Fan laughed in anger, finding it utterly absurd.

The dead wouldn’t care for your life, so what difference would it make?

It’s utterly ridiculous!

"Old Qian, why are you wasting words with this little bastard? Capture him quickly!"

Seeing the situation, Mrs. Ying Sr. became impatient and urged harshly.

Shen Yueli glanced at her phone screen, her expression growing increasingly grim.

It was already past 2 a.m.

Ying Wenyuan, on the Sha Country’s old king’s private jet, was about to arrive at Imperial Capital International Airport and would soon be back!

If Lin Fan was not dealt with quickly, things might change!

"Young Master, please forgive me."

In the next moment.

Uncle Qian’s eyes darkened.

His whole being flickered like a wisp of smoke, suddenly disappearing from where he stood.

Before finishing his words, his figure unexpectedly appeared three feet in front of Lin Fan!

His withered hand sliced through the air with an irresistible, mysterious force, aiming to grab Lin Fan’s shoulder.

Yet, it grabbed nothing but air!

"Afterimage... Qi Transformation?!"

Uncle Qian’s eyes widened, revealing an unprecedented look of shock.

Being able to perform Qi Transformation means he’s a peerless expert above mysterious energy!

Lin Fan, by all accounts, was merely in his twenties.

Could his strength really rival mine?

One has to wonder just how foolish the Ying family had to be to push someone so extraordinarily talented to this point?

With just his martial prowess alone.

If it weren’t for those nasty incidents seven years ago, there wouldn’t have been a complete break with the family.

He surely could have ensured the Ying family’s prosperity for at least a hundred years!

Amazed, Uncle Qian looked regretful, feeling a deep sorrow for the late Mr. Ying.

"Uncle Qian, if I want to kill someone, you can’t stop me."

In the blink of an eye, Lin Fan moved as well.

He stepped forward and appeared directly in front of Mrs. Ying Sr.!

"Anyone who dares step forward, I’ll snap this old dog’s neck!"

Crack!

Lin Fan clamped down on Mrs. Ying Sr.’s neck with one hand, ignoring her purple-blue face from lack of air, lifting her high above his head.

Despite her desperate kicks and frantic flailing arms.

He did not loosen his grip in the slightest!

"Young Master, you’re playing with fire!"

"Lin Fan! Let go of your grandmother; she is your blood grandmother. You’re defying your ancestors!"

The sudden change stunned everyone present.

Even the Ying family’s guards who rushed over stood frozen at the entrance, too shocked to move.

Uncle Qian’s face turned grave, both shocked and angry, he growled at Lin Fan.

Shen Yueli’s pupils shrank fiercely, thoroughly panicked.

If anything happened to Mrs. Ying Sr., it couldn’t be hidden.

Ying Wenyuan, in a furious rage, would certainly uncover everything!

"If you dare harm your grandmother, I’ll have Uncle Qian kill Ying Yutang!"

In desperation, Shen Yueli dashed beside an somewhat stunned Ying Yutang, pulling out a hairpin to press against her neck.

Yet, before Lin Fan could respond, his face slightly changing.

Ying Yutang narrowed her eyes sharply, lowering her head to viciously bite Shen Yueli’s wrist!

After a scream, Ying Yutang quickly hid behind Lin Fan.

She looked around at the crowd with eyes as if seeing strangers, coldly scanning them.

She finally understood there was no point in staying in this family any longer.

Because in the eyes of Shen Yueli and the others, she was also a disposable tool to be sacrificed at any time!

"You, you little brat, how dare you bite me?"

Shen Yueli groaned in pain, covering her wrist marked by clear teeth imprints, her eyes filled with venom.

"Why didn’t you stop her! You clearly have the ability to take down this little brat!"

In anger and shame, she vented all her fury on Uncle Qian.

"Madam, I only promised to take down the Young Master; there’s no need to use a child to threaten someone."

Uncle Qian cupped his hands, responding calmly and without deference.

"You, you...!!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yueli’s face burned.

Amidst the peculiar glances from those around her, she felt unbearable embarrassment, anger clouding her vision.

Lin Fan couldn’t continue on like this, or things would become uncontrollable!

"Lin Fan, let go of your grandmother. Whatever you want, I can agree to it!"

Clenching her teeth, Shen Yueli forced a smile that was more unsightly than crying, trying hard to regain her usual amiable facade.

"Fine, then give me back my mother’s ashes first!"

Lin Fan paused for a moment, then tossed the gasping Mrs. Ying Sr. at his feet, stepping firmly on her back.

"And I want you beasts to kneel before her ashes and admit your wrongdoing!"