Chapter 941: Chapter 941: The Rite of the Eight Kings

"Lin Fan... don’t... don’t do this... to me!"

Facing Lin Fan, who had cast a shadow in her heart, Qin Yushu’s body involuntarily trembled.

Having been assaulted by him several times, now at the sight of him, her body couldn’t help but shake.

"If I don’t do this to you, how should I treat you?"

With a smile on his face, Lin Fan stepped forward, grabbing Qin Yushu by the neck: "Did Huo Ben tell you that I’ve been taken care of? Weren’t you just laughing happily?"

"I... I really don’t know... I know nothing... I beg you... please don’t hit me..."

Trembling all over, Qin Yushu looked fearfully at Lin Fan’s raised hand, completely scared, tears already streaming down her face.

"Slap!"

that hand still slapped hard on her face, the burning

I dare not again... please spare me,

Lin Fan against the sink, feeling her evening gown being lifted. All she

is hiding behind Huo

Fan directly thrust the Iron Pestle into her

drove Qin Yushu to complete collapse, especially since this supposedly


she could only sob as she recounted the general sequence of events, which dated back over thirty years ago when Zhao Chuanchun was just a small clerk at the County Government, and his father

impoverished. To find a way to feed the villagers, Zhao Chuanchun’s father went to great lengths, eventually connecting with a family in the province, discovering the path

not visible... and our Qin Family is one of the Eight Elders’ Council... also because my sister and I

facilitate Lin Fan’s Iron Pestle moving in and out of her slick abyss.

want to know now is, regarding Huo Ben,

Lin Fan violently thrust into that slick abyss, feeling the tight contractions inside. This narrow path, lacking the

to recommend him as a leader... to enter the Eight Elders’ Council... but according

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