"You're looking for me? Fine!"
Wang Long released Aunt Li, sneering, "I don't need you to pay for the damages. Just spar a few rounds with me. Win or lose, I won't pursue this matter further."
Lin Fan chuckled, "That simple?"
Fighting was his forte!
Wang Long burst into laughter. Simple? He was one of Yun Qing City's top ten Taekwondo athletes, capable of taking on five to six people alone. Today, he intended to showcase his skills and make Lin Fan disappear from Luo Qiqi's side.
"Wang Long, don't be unreasonable. It's absolutely impossible between us. At most, I'll pay you for the flowers and the ring," Luo Qiqi said angrily.
"Qiqi, this is a matter between men. You stay out of it." Wang Long winked provocatively, which was nauseating to behold. He pointed at Lin Fan, "So, do you dare?"
Lin Fan glanced at the dozen or so bodyguards. They were burly, but appearances could be deceiving. The cultivation techniques from the "Supreme Balance Legal Code" were divine skills!
"Lin Fan, you can't beat him. Don't agree!" Luo Qiqi was worried. Wang Long's fighting skills were formidable; he had once beaten one of her suitors into disability.
Aunt Li hesitated, afraid to step forward. She truly couldn't afford to compensate for the damages. Only Xia Xue stood beside Lin Fan.
"Kid, don't worry. It'll be just the two of us fighting. My subordinates won't interfere." Wang Long surveyed his bodyguards and ordered, "None of you are allowed to step in. Do you hear me?"
"Yes, Young Master." The dozen bodyguards nodded in unison.
A playful smile curved Lin Fan's lips. "It's settled then." He clasped one hand behind his back and beckoned Wang Long with his index finger.
"You're asking for death!" Wang Long roared, clenching his fists and swinging them viciously towards Lin Fan's face. The blows were powerful, accompanied by a gust of wind. He indeed had some skill.
"Be careful!" "Xiao Fan, be careful!" Luo Qiqi and Xia Xue screamed in fear, their hearts leaping into their throats.
*Bang!*
A dull thud.
"Ah!" Wang Long cried out in pain and flew backward. Lin Fan remained standing in his original position, while Wang Long lay on the ground, groaning in agony.
"This..." Luo Qiqi was stunned. Was Lin Fan really that skilled?
Wang Long was shocked. He hadn't even seen how Lin Fan moved. He only felt a sharp pain in his face, as if hit by a car, and was sent flying. He felt an itch in his nose, reached up, and found it bleeding.
"How is this possible?!" Wang Long refused to believe it. He scrambled to his feet and charged again.
*Bang!* *Bang, bang, bang!*
A series of dull thuds. Wang Long's liver and gall bladder turned cold. He fell to his knees with a thud. "Don't, don't hit me anymore! I surrender!" It wasn't that he was a coward; Lin Fan was simply too powerful. He only saw a blur before his eyes and felt several punches land on his face. Wang Long was now bruised and swollen, his face contorted, and he had lost two teeth. If he didn't beg for mercy soon, he felt he might die here today.
"Giving up so quickly? How boring." Lin Fan sighed regretfully, looking somewhat unsatisfied.
At this moment, Wang Long finally understood. When he left the tea house, why had Luo Yuntian's face held an inexplicable smile? He had been mocking him!
"Young Master Wang, you're quite injured. Would you like me to dress your wounds? I also know some medical skills," Lin Fan said with a smile.
Wang Long shook his head. "No, no need. I'll go to the hospital myself." He just wanted to escape this place as quickly as possible.
Unexpectedly, Lin Fan said firmly and forcefully, "You must have your wounds treated by me." His gaze and tone clearly implied, "If you don't let me treat you, I'll beat you until you can't be treated anymore."
Wang Long trembled all over. What did this kid want? Was he forcing medical treatment on him? His entire face throbbed with pain, and his expression was worse than if he had eaten a fly from the toilet. "I'll get treated. I'll get treated, alright?"
Lin Fan smiled, pulled him up, and then picked some dandelion leaves by the roadside, chewing them. Looking around for suitable bandages and finding none, he took off his own sock and tore it into strips. The dandelion leaves could reduce swelling and relieve pain. Lin Fan chewed them, then smeared the crushed leaves onto his smelly sock.
"No, don't come near me... Ah!" Wang Long's face, eyes, and heart were filled with terror as he retreated frantically. Lin Fan stepped forward, slapped the stinky sock onto his face, quickly wrapped it around, and tied a tight knot.
"Ah!" Wang Long cried out in pain, nearly passing out. This wasn't medical treatment; it was murder!
"Does it hurt a lot?" Lin Fan asked knowingly.
Wang Long, tears streaming down his face, was bandaged like a mummy. The smelly gauze on his face made him dizzy.
"No, it doesn't hurt at all," Wang Long gritted out.
Lin Fan held out his hand. "My skills are excellent, of course, it doesn't hurt. Pay up."
"Pay what?"
"The medical fees, of course."
"..." Wang Long wished he could die. He emptied his pockets of all the cash, totaling over twenty thousand yuan.
"Brother, this is all I have." He handed the money to Lin Fan with both hands.
Lin Fan accepted it without ceremony. "You won't need this much. Since you insist, take Aunt Li's pig. Consider it purchased."
Wang Long was furious. He had come to show off and pursue love, but he hadn't won her over. Millions of dollars worth of roses were wasted, and the diamond ring worth millions was gone. In the end, he was badly beaten, extorted twenty thousand yuan, and now had to take a pig home. This was unbearable! Though he thought this, he dared not disobey Lin Fan.
"Bye-bye, come visit again!" Lin Fan shouted after the fleeing luxury car convoy. He divided the twenty thousand yuan, keeping only ten thousand for himself and giving the rest to Aunt Li.
"Oh, Xiao Fan, this little pig isn't worth that much. You don't need to give me so much!" Aunt Li's eyes crinkled with joy. While protesting, she deftly pocketed the money.
"Everyone, disperse." Lin Fan waved his hand and turned to go inside.
"I didn't realize you were quite capable." Luo Qiqi sat in the courtyard, eating watermelon, and praised him casually.
Xia Xue looked worried. "Xiao Fan, I heard Qiqi say that this Young Master Wang is a rich second-generation heir. You beat him up and took his money today. Will he hold a grudge and come back for revenge?"
"Sister Xue, don't worry. If he dares to come back, I'll slap him to death!" Luo Qiqi comforted her.
The three quickly finished a whole large watermelon.
"Alright, take off your clothes. It's time for the medicinal bath," Lin Fan said, standing up.
"Why didn't you say so earlier? I just finished bathing." Luo Qiqi complained, looking somewhat reluctant. Because of the potent poison in her body, she couldn't afford to be negligent and had to obediently go inside, undress, and get into the large wooden tub Xia Xue had prepared.
"Xiao Fan, it's ready. You can come over," Xia Xue said, locking the door from the inside to prevent anyone from entering.