The man trembling on the ground, Wang Yuan, was utterly terrified.

Lin Fan turned out to be the man of the Xuan Clan's Clan Leader? Just earlier, he had been calling him an ant, a kid, a good-for-nothing...

Doesn't that mean...

As he thought of this, Wang Yuan's pupils contracted severely, and his body started to shake violently.

"Young Master Lin... Young Master Lin, I know I was wrong, please... please spare me!" Wang Yuan crawled toward him like a dying dog, covered in blood. Despite his grievous injuries and being at death's door, he crawled over to apologize.

It was imaginable just how fearful Wang Yuan was inside.

"Bang, bang, bang!!!"

Wang Yuan was scared out of his mind!

Absolutely petrified!

Witnessing this scene, everyone present held their breath, waiting for Lin Fan's response.

Lin Fan just opened his mouth, ready to speak.

The next second.

Wang Lin unexpectedly took action first, striking with a palm!

"Bang!"

Wang Yuan's body trembled, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief, death!

Wang Yuan couldn't believe that his own father was so decisive and straightforward to... slap him to death? This was his own father!

"Hiss!"

Everyone present gasped, looking at Wang Lin in astonishment...

No wonder he's the City Lord!

So ruthless!

So decisive!

So straightforward!

Lin Fan also looked at Wang Lin in surprise, he too did not expect Wang Lin to take action.

"Young Master Lin, Wang Yuan, this unfilial son, dared to offend you! And even insulted you, killing him is really letting him off lightly!" Wang Lin explained, his son had many, Wang Yuan was just one of them. If he offended Lin Fan, his entire family might not survive.

Losing one Wang Yuan to protect the entire Wang family's safety, very worthwhile.

Suddenly.

"Young Master Lin... it was all Mengyue being bewitched, I shouldn't have heeded Wang Yuan's slander. Young Master Lin, please spare me!" Zhao Mengyue also fell to her knees before Lin Fan with a thud, her beautiful eyes flitting constantly, looking at Lin Fan with resentment.

"Young Master Lin, Mengyue has not even been tasted by a man yet, she remains untouched. If you don't mind, Mengyue is willing to serve you tonight, just spare her."

Zhao Mengyue said softly.

Wang Lin also leaned in, lowering his voice and said: "Young Master Lin, Zhao Mengyue's beauty is top-ranked in our Da Xuan City, perhaps you..."

"Am I that kind of person?" Lin Fan glanced at Wang Lin coldly.

"Yes!"

Wang Lin quickly nodded.

"What did you say?" Lin Fan's face turned black.

"No no! What I meant was, Young Master Lin indeed is not that kind of person." Wang Lin quickly clarified.

Lin Fan didn't bother to look at Zhao Mengyue again.

A woman who would be willing to offer her body to save her life in times of trouble, even though Zhao Mengyue was untouched, Lin Fan still felt it was beneath him.

"By the way, City Lord, Zhao Huofeng and Zhao Xiaolan are good choices. I think the Zhao Family should let them be the Family Head, rather than someone like Zhao Mengyue, do you understand?" Lin Fan suddenly spoke.

Wang Lin was taken aback.

Instantly understanding.

"Young Master Lin, rest assured, although the Zhao Family's influence in Da Xuan City is not bad! But whether it thrives or declines is up to my words, Zhao Huofeng, from now on, you are the Family Head of the Zhao Family!" Wang Lin glanced at Zhao Huofeng.

"Ah?"

Zhao Huofeng was overjoyed, almost jumping up.

The surrounding people, each filled with envy, a servant becoming a family Clan Leader just because of a word from Lin Fan? This was indeed a rags-to-riches story.

"As for Zhao Mengyue's lineage, they will be demoted to the Zhao family's servants!" Wang Lin declared.

"What..." Zhao Mengyue kneeling there, her mind buzzing, suddenly dumbfounded.

The next second.

Zhao Mengyue suddenly jumped up, shouting angrily: "Lin Fan, why? Why make me a servant? I refuse to accept it, I truly refuse! Wang Lin, you scum, how can you be the City Lord? If you have the guts, kill Lin Fan! He's merely a Second Rank Saint Emperor, what are you afraid of?"

"Courting death!"

Wang Lin was furious, his face pale with fright.

He struck out with a palm!

"Bang!"

Zhao Mengyue's entire being turned into a cloud of blood mist on the spot, completely dead!

"Young Master Lin, I seek your forgiveness!" Wang Lin apologized to Lin Fan after killing Zhao Mengyue.

"It's fine." Lin Fan waved his hand indifferently.

"Young Master Lin, please come to the City Lord Mansion to rest, this is not a place to linger, there are too many idle people on the street." Wang Lin suggested.

Lin Fan nodded in agreement, he also needed to get rid of Wang Lin and investigate the matters of the Su Family.

"Grandpa, who exactly is Young Master Lin?" Zhao Xiaolan's delicate body stiffened in place, looking at Lin Fan's back with a complicated expression.

Zhao Huofeng sighed deeply and said: "Xiaolan, someone like Young Master Lin is beyond our reach for a lifetime. Being able to meet him once and receive his favor is a blessing earned over several lifetimes, as for other things... don't think too much about them."

...

A quarter-hour later.

Lin Fan was invited to the City Lord Mansion by Wang Lin,

As for Zhao Huofeng and Zhao Xiaolan, they did not follow. These two were merely passersby in his life.

If he could help, he would, but how they fared in the future, Lin Fan would not be able to manage.

After all, he wasn't their nanny.

"Young Master Lin, please sit." Wang Lin said with a smile.

Lin Fan got straight to the point and said: "City Lord Wang, I came to your City Lord Mansion actually to ask for your help with something."

"Young Master Lin, just say the word." Wang Lin did not dare to sit, standing respectfully beside him, nodding and bending low.

"Help me find a person, her name is Su Qiong."

"Su Qiong?"

Wang Lin's expression turned peculiar, his heart stirred, could there be such a coincidence? This morning he just received the news that the daughter of the Huang Clan's Clan Leader, among the twelve ancient clans, was to marry into the Xuan Clan, also one of the twelve, in ten days.

And this daughter of the Huang Clan's Clan Leader is named Su Qiong.

Could this be too much of a coincidence?

"What's the matter?"

Seeing Wang Lin's strange expression, Lin Fan asked with a frown.

Wang Lin did not conceal anything and relayed everything about Su Qiong.

"Is it just a coincidence in name?"

Lin Fan frowned, also uncertain.

After all, the name Su Qiong is not particularly rare.

In a population of a hundred million, at least tens of thousands might share this name.

"She should not be the Su Qiong that Young Master Lin knows, as this Su Qiong of the Huang Clan is not from the Sumeru Continent." Wang Lin thought for a moment and shook his head.

Lin Fan's heart was moved.

"She is not from the Sumeru Continent?"

Qiong'er was not from the Sumeru Continent!

"Yes, three years ago, this Su Qiong returned to the Sumeru Continent from a lower realm...what was that realm called again? Oh, that's right, Divine Wind Continent! This Su Qiong seems to have also received some kind of Supreme Heavenly Monarch's inheritance..." Wang Lin explained.

Lin Fan was thrilled!

Three years ago, Divine Wind Continent...

If not Qiong'er, who else could it be?