Zhao Hong was enraged, really wishing he could kill that bastard Lin Yifan on the spot.
"So it seems I should be thanking Zhao Family's Second Young Master," Lin Yifan said indifferently.
From beginning to end, he was fearless and undaunted.
Witnessing this scene, Zhao Yi's feelings were complicated. There weren't many people with such courage, and Lin Yifan indeed relied on the Zhao Family's reluctance to wage war with Medicinal Saint Valley and was thus fearless.
"You… You bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Zhao Hong, infuriated by Lin Yifan's mocking face, immediately grabbed a fruit knife from a nearby table and stabbed at Lin Yifan.
Seeing this, Zhou Jiajia screamed in panic, "Ah!!! Yifan, get away!"
Then, she actively stepped in front of Lin Yifan, intending to take the knife for him.
Seeing Zhou Jiajia willing to do this, Lin Yifan was touched. This woman truly loved him; it wasn't fake.
