"Miss, I..."

Zhao Xiaolan's pretty face turned pale, and she fell to her knees with a thud, unable to withstand Zhao Mengyue's pressure with her cultivation.

Not to mention, Zhao Xiaolan was a servant in Zhao Mengyue's household, where would she dare to defy her mistress?

"Apologize to Young Master Wang!" Zhao Mengyue ordered.

Zhao Xiaolan was on the verge of tears, her eyes brimming with them, and she said, "Miss, Xiaolan can apologize, but Young Master Lin really isn't that kind of person. He came to our Zhao Family because of grandfather's invitation, not because Young Master Lin wants your resources!"

"When we were on the road initially, we encountered danger, and Young Master Lin saved us..."

"If Young Master Lin was someone only interested in profit, why would he save us? Wouldn't it be better to wait until the demon beasts killed us and then swallow the goods, getting more than a thousand pounds of resources?"

"Xiaolan is not smart enough to think of other things, but Xiaolan understands this clearly, so Young Master Lin is definitely not someone who covets resources!"

Though Zhao Xiaolan was kneeling on the ground, her eyes were full of firmness.

"You..."

Zhao Mengyue was fuming with anger.

Wang Yuan's face turned livid, and he shouted angrily, "A servant like you dares to question me?"

"Oh, you! Kneeling and apologizing is letting you off easy, but now I've changed my mind! This insolent girl, if I don't teach you a lesson to remind you, you won't know the vast sky from the ground or when to keep your mouth shut!" Wang Yuan roared.

He took a step forward with raised foot, preparing to kick Zhao Xiaolan fiercely.

But.

At that critical moment.

Zhao Huofeng moved, he dropped to his knees and crawled over, desperately clutching Wang Yuan's leg, pleading, "Young Master Wang, Xiaolan's just a foolish girl, and what she says is nonsense! Young Master Wang, I beg you, forgive Xiaolan!"

"Old fool, get off me! You filthy dog, who told you to hold my foot? Disgusting! Get lost!"

Wang Yuan was a clean freak, and now Zhao Huofeng held his leg?

This dirty old man actually held his leg?

Madness!

Wang Yuan was about to go mad!

His eyes widened with rage, almost bursting.

"Old fool! Let go of me!!!" Wang Yuan roared, like a mad dog, kicking Zhao Huofeng.

"Pfft!"

Zhao Huofeng flew out, spewing a mouthful of blood, lying on the ground, gravely injured.

With his cultivation, how could he withstand a kick from Wang Yuan at the Desolate Ancient Supreme Seventh Layer? Surviving the blow was already fortunate.

"Grandpa! Ugh! Grandpa, are you alright? Ugh, don't scare me!"

Zhao Xiaolan rushed over, leaning on Zhao Huofeng, nearly petrified.

Seeing this, Lin Fan's brow furrowed tightly.

Lin Fan hadn't expected Zhao Xiaolan to speak for him, leading to Zhao Huofeng getting hurt.

Initially, Lin Fan didn't want to waste words with Wang Yuan, Zhao Mengyue, and others; he could just leave directly.

But.

Now it was clearly not possible!

"Filthy things, deserve to die, damn! You dare touch me? All dirty servants, the most worthless group, all should die!" Wang Yuan's face twisted with rage, feeling extremely uncomfortable with the leg Zhao Huofeng had held.

Wang Yuan's cleanliness obsession was to the extreme!

At this point.

Suddenly.

Lin Fan slowly walked over to Zhao Huofeng, casually taking out a few elixirs and handing them to Zhao Xiaolan.

"Let Old Zhao take them." Lin Fan said.

"Okay."

Zhao Xiaolan nodded immediately, took the elixirs from Lin Fan, and handed them to Zhao Huofeng to swallow.

"Hmm?"

Wang Yuan and Zhao Mengyue's eyes brightened abruptly, gleaming.

They could see that the elixirs Lin Fan took out were very unusual.

Full of essence and astonishing presence, each worth at least ten thousand pounds of resources.

And Lin Fan casually took out five or six, totaling fifty to sixty thousand pounds of resources!

All for Zhao Huofeng? A worthless servant like an ant, squandering fifty to sixty thousand pounds of resources?

Had Lin Fan gone mad!

At the same time.

Wang Yuan and Zhao Mengyue exchanged heated and greedy glances.

If Lin Fan dared to casually give out five or six elixirs worth ten thousand pounds each, it meant he had more in his possession!

They exchanged a glance, Zhao Mengyue stepped forward angrily, shouting, "Thief! I didn't expect you to steal my Zhao Family's elixirs! You've got guts! Quickly hand over all the elixirs!"

"Zhao Family's elixirs?" Lin Fan frowned, coldly staring at Zhao Mengyue.

Zhao Mengyue sneered, "Heh! Don't pretend, the elixirs you just took out are Zhao Family's, transported in the convoy this time. Now I understand your kindness in escorting the convoy, you intended to steal this batch of elixirs."

"Boy, hand over the elixirs, and I'll spare your life!"

Lin Fan understood now.

This Zhao Family lady was eying the elixirs in his hands.

"Miss Zhao, interesting. You say your convoy has elixirs, then tell me how many are there?" Lin Fan asked amusingly, looking at Zhao Mengyue.

"This..."

Zhao Mengyue was momentarily speechless.

Wang Yuan stepped forward, coldly glaring at Lin Fan, and shouted, "Boy, Mengyue is Zhao Family's young lady, how could she manage such things? Yet you steal Zhao Family's elixirs and refuse to admit? Interesting!"

The commotion at Zhao Family's entrance quickly attracted many onlookers, gathering to watch.

"What's going on?"

"Seems like this young man stole elixirs from Zhao Family's convoy, and now the Zhao lady is investigating."

"This Second Rank Saint Emperor?"

"Really reckless! Daring to steal from Zhao Family?"

...

The surrounding onlookers discussed.

Zhao Mengyue smiled knowingly, "Boy, can't you see? So many people are watching, hand over what belongs to Zhao Family and leave, and I'll spare your dog life!"

Wang Yuan also chuckled, "Everyone saw, indeed you stole Zhao Family's elixirs, now Miss Zhao offers you a chance, hand over the elixirs, and leave immediately!"

"What if I don't hand them over?" Lin Fan asked amusingly.

"Don't hand them over? Then you die!" Wang Yuan sneered.

"Oh? Die? I'm interested in dying! How about you two join forces and see if you can kill me?" Lin Fan smiled playfully.

As the words fell.

The surrounding onlookers were all stunned, looking at Lin Fan incredulously. Was this boy really courting death? A Second Rank Holy Emperor daring to talk to the Supreme like this?