Chapter 935: The Enemy Comes Knocking, or Not

After a month of recuperation, the Great Prince and Shang Qingcheng had finally recovered from the pain.

Now, the two met at a restaurant.

“That bastard should have been suppressed by my father by now,” the Great Prince said, still remembering the events of a month ago. If the pain hadn’t been so intense, forcing him to rest, he would have long led an army to crush that fellow.

Shang Qingcheng said nothing, but her eyes still flickered with anger, which time had failed to wash away.

“How can you be so sure your father made a move?” Shang Qingcheng asked.

Shang Qingcheng held no fondness for the Great Prince, but they were now bound by a shared fate, both tormented by Lin Fan.

“Do you even need to ask? The dignity of the royal family cannot be trampled by a commoner. Even if he’s strong, can he be stronger than imperial power?” the Great Prince said confidently.

“That’s true.” Shang Qingcheng nodded, feeling the Great Prince had a point.

“Hey, why are there so many foreigners around lately?” The Great Prince looked at the bustling street outside, where many foreigners had appeared. These foreigners, draped in black robes, seemed unusual.

“Heh, is that any of your concern, Great Prince? Why not go see if that bastard has been dealt with?” Shang Qingcheng said.

“That’s true. Let’s go take a look.” The Great Prince had initially wanted to see what these foreigners were up to, but thinking of that detestable Lin Fan, a flame of anger burned in his heart.

…

Now, the Great Prince and Shang Qingcheng were hiding nearby, sneaking a peek at the shop.

“Hey, that bastard isn’t here,” Shang Qingcheng said.

“Hmph, of course not. My father made a move; how could that bastard still be around?” the Great Prince said with a laugh.

“But that guy seems to be a shop assistant. If your father had suppressed that detestable bastard, how could he still be here?” Shang Qingcheng said.

“My father is a benevolent ruler; naturally, he wouldn’t implicate others. It seems this shop is now run by him. Let’s go take a look.” After observing for a long time, the Great Prince finally decided to approach and check things out.

Yang Wantian was busy with shop affairs. He was deeply grateful to Lin Fan for his son’s fortune.

His own life had been set in stone, and he had thought the same for his son, but now things were different. This filled Yang Wantian with excitement, and he worked every day with renewed vigor.

He no longer cared about matters of the martial world; he only wanted to repay Lin Fan.

“Ahem!” The Great Prince walked into the shop with his hands behind his back. “So, you’re the boss now?”

Yang Wantian initially thought a customer had arrived, but when he saw who it was, his face changed in shock. “Your Highness, the Great Prince.”

As a native, Yang Wantian naturally knew the Great Prince.

“Mm, remember this: my father’s dragon might is vast. He spared you, so you should be grateful,” the Great Prince said.

Yang Wantian was stunned, not understanding what the Great Prince meant.

Seeing Yang Wantian’s astonished expression, the Great Prince felt proud. Clearly, that detestable bastard had been suppressed by his father.

“Oh, it seems we have distinguished guests.”

Just then, Lin Fan walked out from the back room with a smile.

Hearing his voice, the Great Prince and Shang Qingcheng’s expressions changed instantly, as if they had seen a ghost, disbelief written on their faces.

“You… you.”

They hadn’t expected this bastard to still be perfectly fine, as if nothing had happened. This… this…

“What’s the matter? Is there a problem?” Lin Fan said with a smile.

“How is this possible? How can you still be here?”

The Great Prince exclaimed. His father had promised to suppress this bastard, so how could he still be here?

What had happened?

“Master, the broom.”

Yang Batian came running over, holding a broom.

“Mm.” Lin Fan nodded. This little fellow was quite perceptive, knowing what he wanted to do. It wasn’t for nothing that Lin Fan had given him a chance.

When the Great Prince and Shang Qingcheng saw the broom, their faces instantly turned pale.

The shadow this broom cast over them was too great.

Having lain in bed for a month, unless you experienced it yourself, you could never understand that feeling.

“Do you dare hit me again?” the Great Prince roared.

“Heh, since you’re here, why wouldn’t I dare?”

Smack!

“Ah…”

In an instant, a miserable scream rang out. The Great Prince was whipped like a monkey, hopping up and down.

“Stop, stop!” the Great Prince wailed. This bastard was simply a beast!

And how did he manage it?

After being struck, there were no visible injuries, but the pain lasted a full month.

“Don’t come near me…” Shang Qingcheng’s stunningly beautiful face turned deathly pale at the sight of Lin Fan.

This bastard was a pervert. He hit nowhere else but her buttocks.

Because of him, she could only sleep on her stomach, unable to turn over.

“Oh, it’s gotten perkier again.” Lin Fan stared at Shang Qingcheng’s buttocks, grinning lecherously.

“Don’t come near me…”

In Shang Qingcheng’s eyes, Lin Fan was now a demon.

“Hehe…”

“Ah!”

“Help!”

A series of wails, earth-shattering, sent chills down one’s spine.

While Lin Fan was teaching these two a lesson, two figures stood together in the distance.

“Your Majesty, this young man is truly a peerless expert,” said the head of the Shang family.

“Mm.”

…

A month later.

To keep himself from getting bored, Lin Fan relieved Shang Qingcheng and the Great Prince of their pain, making them come back every day to be whipped by him, growing more eager each time.

In the cave heaven.

Great Sage’s injuries had gradually healed.

The power source was still at level 2, with some distance to the next level.

Lin Fan estimated that leaving Litian City would happen soon.

Once Great Sage recovered, it would be time for battle.

Given Great Sage’s nature, he would surely avenge his fallen kin.

Hum!

Just then, Lin Fan’s brow furrowed. A mass of blood energy covered the sky, enveloping Litian City.

Lin Fan looked up and saw a blood-red barrier covering the city. The barrier shimmered with countless runes, as if it were some kind of formation.

A sea of blood surged, and a stench of blood assailed the senses, making one very uncomfortable.

“What’s this? Could an enemy be coming to settle a score?”