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Chapter 1765: Pale Scholar

She knew that the middle-aged man was planning to self-destruct to buy time for her.

But now, the only family she had left was Uncle An. How could she just stand by and watch Uncle An march to his death?

However, the pale scholar waved his steel-framed folding fan in his hand and said with a leisurely smile, “At this point, do you think you can still run away, Yan?”

Anling Yan glared at the scholar with a mix of misery and anger. She roared in despair, “Don’t push me too far, Qin Yuanzhi! I’d rather die than go back with you!”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk~” Qin Yuanzhi waved the folding fan in his hand. He smiled mockingly, “Look at you, a chaste and seductive woman. Who doesn’t know what the women of the Anling Family are like? Saying you’re alluring to every man is actually undermining it!”

“You—!” Anling Yan’s pretty face turned red, fuming with anger.

Seeing her charming appearance, Qin Yuanzhi couldn’t help but step forward, lift the girl’s chin with the fan’s handle, and sigh, “Look at this cute little face. What a pity that your tears stained your makeup.”

“Why are you resisting, Yan? I really like you. That’s why I want to take you home. If you resist and implicate the entire Anling Family, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

Anling Yan froze on the spot. Her gaze fixed on the wretched man in front of her. Besides resentment, there was a hint of pleading this time, “You… you can’t harm the Anling Family…”

“Hahaha, that’s more like it!” Qin Yuanzhi smiled smugly, “Learn from your aunt, obey my orders, and come with me. Wouldn’t it be less troublesome?”

Qin Yuanzhi’s words drained the color from Anling Yan’s face. She staggered a few steps back, screaming, “No! No! I don’t want to be like my aunt!”

Her aunt was kidnapped away by the Qinglei Family 20 years ago. In just a dozen years, she was tortured to the point of becoming deformed. On her birthday last month, her aunt, who was supposed to be as beautiful as a flower, ended her life in the most gruesome way.

No, even if Anling Yan died, she didn’t want to be like her aunt. She didn’t want to be the plaything of the Qinglei Family; she didn’t want to eventually die under their torture.

Suddenly, a punch was fiercely launched from behind Anling Yan.

The punch sliced through the air with a whistling sound. Crackling with lightning, it shot straight towards Qin Yuanzhi.

That attack could easily break through boulders.

However, Qin Yuanzhi sneered with no fear on his face. A contemptuous ridicule crossed his expression.

Qin Yuanzhi waved the folding fan and clashed with the punch hard.

It created a loud bang. The fist’s body-protecting energy, which was equipped with thunderous light, was blasted to pieces.

Immediately afterward, the sound of bones snapping could be heard.

Uncle An let out a painful cry. The fist he hurled hung limply, and his right hand was crippled.

“Uncle An—!” Anling Yan screamed and wanted to support the middle-aged man beside her.

However, Qin Yuanzhi’s attack wasn’t over yet.

He laughed loudly and waved the folding fan in his hand with a balanced energy.

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