Liu Qinghui patted Lin Fan's shoulder. "My wife died early, and I remarried. Do you know how much money this woman took from me when she left?"
Lin Fan shook his head. The old man's caution suggested he must have suffered a great loss.
Once bitten, twice shy – that was the principle.
"Twenty billion in cash, a company worth ten billion, and over a dozen properties."
Liu Qinghui waggled his finger. "Since then, I haven't kept any woman by my side for more than three days."
He taught Lin Fan earnestly, "Xiao Fan, your future is boundless. Remember what I'm telling you."
"You can be benevolent and loyal, but never let these become your weaknesses, as they will one day lead to your death."
With a splash, he jumped into the swimming pool and shouted to Lin Fan on the shore, "When are you going to treat my chronic illness you mentioned?"
"Sigh!"
Lin Fan sighed inwardly. After all was said and done, the old man cared too much about money.
"I've stabilized your condition these past few days, and it won't recur in the short term. Come to Xiao Fan Medical Clinic in Luofeng Village when you have time."
Lin Fan turned and left.
He felt he had nothing in common with Liu Qinghui and that more words would be futile.
His phone rang in his pocket. It was Luo Qiqi.
"Damn Lin Fan! The medicinal soup you left me is almost gone. If you don't come back soon, I'm going to die!"
Lin Fan smiled helplessly. Fortunately, he had left Luo Qiqi some medicinal soup before coming here, which could ensure her basic medicinal baths daily.
Although the effect would be reduced by more than half without the blessing of spiritual energy, it could still suppress the toxins in her body.
"Don't worry, you're blessed with great fortune and won't die. I'll be back soon."
The call ended.
Lin Fan thought that if Ye Qingcheng still didn't plan to let him go, he would ask for leave and return to help Luo Qiqi solve her problem.
Villa No. 3.
Ye Qingcheng was once again staring blankly at the pond under the cherry blossom tree.
"Divine Doctor Lin, you can go now."
Just as Lin Fan was about to speak, he saw Ye Qingcheng toss him a bank card.
"There's five hundred thousand on it, as compensation for your stay here these days. Ling'er is already waiting for you by the shore."
"Five hundred thousand?!"
Lin Fan was stunned and suddenly thought of Liu Qinghui and the young model.
Did rich people have a preference for this number?
"If you need anything, feel free to find me."
Lin Fan didn't stand on ceremony. He caught the bank card and turned to leave.
The sun was setting, and the red clouds in the sky reflected on the lake like burning flames.
Ling'er stood on the small boat, holding a bamboo pole, a dagger hidden behind her smile. "Customer, please come aboard."
Lin Fan grinned. This girl was still too young.
Her murderous intent was impossible to hide.
"Will you miss me when I leave?"
Lin Fan asked playfully, brushing Ling'er's small hand.
However, Ling'er didn't resist at all, which made Lin Fan even more certain that this girl truly intended to kill him!
They rowed on the lake and soon arrived at the center of Jin Lake.
At that moment, Ling'er stopped rowing, turned around, and said coldly, "Lin Fan, do you have any last words?"
She drew a dagger from her waist, intending to kill Lin Fan!
To her horror, she found her body wouldn't move!
Lin Fan looked at her with a smile, not surprised by the situation at all.
"What, what did you do to me?" Ling'er exclaimed.
Since getting on the boat, she had been wary of Lin Fan.
This guy had been playing in the water and teasing the fish, showing no abnormality whatsoever!
The only time they touched was when he touched her small hand...
Thinking of this, Ling'er suddenly understood.
Lin Fan laughed, "You thought I was just touching your hand, but actually... I was touching your hand, haha!"
"But, I also conveniently sent a wisp of spiritual energy into your body, temporarily immobilizing your power."
"You're from the Black Witch Sect!"
Ling'er looked at Lin Fan in shock.
Most worldly people's understanding of witchcraft came from the Black Witch Sect.
Witchcraft, Gu arts, and hexes were all passed down in legends.
Lin Fan scratched his head. "Why don't you say I'm from the Gold Witch Sect or the White Witch Sect?"
Gold Witch Sect?
Ling'er knitted her brows. She had never heard of it!
As for the White Witch Sect, she herself was a member, and she had never seen anyone like Lin Fan in her sect.
"Lin Fan, you scoundrel, bastard, release me quickly!"
"Hey, hey, hey! Are you being reasonable? I just came to deliver two watermelons, and you want to kill me. Who is the scoundrel and bastard here?"
Lin Fan put on a stern face. "Tell me why Ye Qingcheng kept me on Jin Lake Island for so many days, and why you wanted to kill me, and I'll let you go."
Ling'er's mind raced, and she thought of a delaying tactic.
While trying to break free from the restraint within her body, she said, "My young lady has been dreaming about you these past few days, so she wanted you to stay and help investigate whether you were behind it."
Lin Fan was taken aback when he heard this.
It took him ten seconds to recover before he anxiously asked, "Quick, tell me, what did she dream about me?"
Ling'er hesitantly recounted Ye Qingcheng's dream.
She had only found out this morning and hadn't believed it at first.
It was only after confirming with Celestial Master Zhang three times that she became utterly convinced.
"The mysterious person in the back garden, is that the Celestial Master Zhang you're referring to?"
Lin Fan's mind was in turmoil. Ye Qingcheng had the same dream as him!
Ling'er nodded. "Celestial Master Zhang said he didn't sense any energy fluctuations from you, and you and the young lady haven't had any unusual reactions these past few days, so he roughly concluded that you weren't the cause."
"Oh, so you wanted to kill me because I had relations with your young lady in my dream."
Lin Fan felt depressed. What was the difference between such a bizarre reason for killing and those ancient tyrants?
His impression of Ye Qingcheng had plummeted to the lowest point.
Next time he encountered her in a dream, he would surely teach her a lesson!
Ling'er said softly, "Come here for a moment. I have an important secret about the young lady."
"What secret?"
Lin Fan was very curious and leaned his ear closer.
Then he noticed a cunning cold smile on Ling'er's lips.
"Oh no!"
Lin Fan's face changed drastically, and he instinctively retreated.
Ling'er used all her strength to break free from the internal restraint, intending this fatal blow. However, Lin Fan's sudden tactical retreat caused her to miss her target.
The small boat rocked violently on the lake, and the two of them tumbled and wrestled together.
Lin Fan's movements were agile, focusing only on defense and not offense. He would occasionally pat Ling'er without much force, not hurting her at all.
Unexpectedly, after a few minutes, the girl became so enraged that she lost control.
"This is bad! My state of mind is unstable, and my internal spiritual energy is clashing. This will lead to serious trouble..."
Ling'er felt panic. In the past, she had only fallen into this state due to mistakes during cultivation.
She had been gaining the upper hand, about to kill Lin Fan, but at the crucial moment, he had disturbed her state of mind.