Dongfang Yanran suddenly turned around. When she saw Lu Fan, dressed in gray cloth, standing behind her, her pretty face suddenly became excited:
"Lu Fan, hello..."
"I'm very good."
Lu Fan interrupted her and almost made her say "You are well".
Immediately, he walked to Dongfang Yanran and looked at Zhang Yaotian who was looking at him with a puzzled face: "What are you doing with my medicine pot? You feel sorry for seeing the eldest lady, do you want to clean the medicine pot for me?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yaotian directly threw the medicine pot in his hand on the ground, and then glanced up and down at Lu Fan: "It's really you."
"When Huang Sanyuan and Hong Xiaolin went to my mansion a few days ago, I thought you looked familiar, but I didn't remember who you were for a moment. I didn't expect that you were not with Huang Sanyuan and the others, but instead came to the villa of the Oriental Family..."
"If I invite a friend to be a guest, do I still need your permission?"
Dongfang frowned slightly: "Don't go too far."
Zhang Yaotian's expression froze slightly, and then nodded: "Since there are distinguished guests at the eldest lady's house, I won't disturb you."
"But you."
He looked at Lu Fan indifferently: "Nangong Che and the others are still waiting for you to come forward to ask questions. You should control the time yourself. If you make them wait for a long time, you know the consequences."
"Walk."
Seeing Lu Fan appear in the Villa, Zhang Yaotian suddenly lost interest in searching.
And the time has expired. If no strong evidence is found if the search continues, he will most likely die here.
Zhang Yaotian led the Grand Master and walked out the door, but when he reached the door, his steps suddenly slowed down, and then his palms were full of energy. Unexpectedly, he suddenly slapped Lu Fan on the shoulder!
Lu Fan frowned slightly before he could take action.
A terrifying aura fell from the sky, wrapping him tightly in it, and then... "Bang!"
A dull loud noise.
Zhang Yaotian flew out directly from the door, flying for more than ten meters in mid-air. Blood sprayed in the air. He fell heavily to the ground, covered his chest and raised his head, staring at Dongfang Yanran. He wanted to speak, but there was another mouthful of blood.
It spurted out and fell directly to the ground.
"Do you want to die?"
Dongfang Yanran slowly retracted her jade hand, took a step forward, and stood in front of the door: "Then I will help you!"
