Neither Wang Dagui nor Peng Yuanhang could compare to the Feng family of Tianbei.
This was because the Feng family was a first-tier conglomerate nationwide, unlike their local affluent families.
Yet, because Feng Linzhi, the future patriarch of the Feng family, had been in love with Madam Bai for two days and nights within the Flowing Water Pavilion, Li Qianfan had arrived on the day of his eldest son's grand wedding and gone on a killing spree.
Afterward—
The Feng family of Tianbei only dared to publicly claim that their deaths were accidental and had nothing whatsoever to do with Li Qianfan.
Li Qianfan had killed the absolute core members of the Feng family of Tianbei with such ease; what about these "small fry" from Tiandong?
Dare to make me wear a cuckold’s hat—
Kill!
Before Li Qianfan's command for Du Junlin to act had even finished, the guests present sobered up.
Their faces, already pale from witnessing Bai Fu's brutal death, now turned a deathly gray.
Du Junlin rolled up her sleeves.
Her eyes, as she looked at all the guests present, sparkled with the excitement of finally being able to unleash a killing spree.
Just as Du Junlin was about to make her move—
“Hold on!”
Someone roared.
The person who timely stopped Du Junlin from acting was Wang Dagui, the head of the Wang family of Yimeng.
He could step forward—
For two reasons: "First, he was the oldest among all the guests; second, three generations of the Wang family of Yimeng were present at the Flowing Water Pavilion. If Du Junlin were to go on a killing spree, it would mean the instant collapse and disintegration of the Wang family of Yimeng."
Du Junlin turned her head and looked at Li Qianfan.
She knew very well that Li Qianfan's main purpose for coming to the Flowing Water Pavilion this time was to help Bai Ziyan sever Jiaoyin's left and right arms.
And to appropriately punish Bai Yujing, this extremely filial son.
Li Qianfan had never intended to go on a killing spree against all the guests present.
To put it most pragmatically: "Let alone Wang Dagui and the others who were with Mei Nu at the Flowing Water Pavilion. Even if they were with Jia Yin, Li Qianfan wouldn't have paid it any mind. His relationship with Jia Yin was merely a verbal one. He had never, because of this, considered the three presidents of the dark web as his women."
But Li Qianfan had ordered her to eliminate all the guests—
Only after learning that Yaoya was short of money!
Now that Wang Dagui had to step forward, Li Qianfan followed suit, looking at him: "Wang Dagui of Yimeng, Mr. Wang, right? What do you have to say? I'll give you three minutes to explain clearly. If you cannot explain clearly within three minutes."
He paused.
Li Qianfan smiled: "Then you die."
As it turned out.
Wang Dagui understood how to cherish Li Qianfan's offer of an explanation much better than Ma Hongtu.
"Thank you, Mr. Qianfan."
Wang Dagui hurriedly expressed his gratitude and then spoke at an extremely fast pace: "Mr. Qianfan, to be frank, I became a guest of Madam Bai over two years ago. At that time, you had not yet come to Tiandong. Therefore, from the perspective of who came first, there is nothing wrong with my wanting to stay at the Flowing Water Pavilion tonight."
"First come, first served? Heh heh."
Li Qianfan sneered: "I couldn't control your entanglement with Mei Nu in the past. But!"
He lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms.
His left hand, which was gripping her plump waist, suddenly tightened!
"Ugh—"
Jia Yin cried out in pain, her delicate body trembling, unable to help but let out a pained groan.
"But as early as when I was on my expedition to Blackwater Forest, I had already publicly declared that she was my woman."
Li Qianfan paid no heed to the dark web's third president trembling in pain, instead tightening his grip.
"Master, please don't torment Mei Nu anymore."
Jia Yin cried softly, begging for mercy.
Li Qianfan still ignored her.
He merely looked at Wang Dagui and said menacingly: "You clearly knew she was my woman, yet you dared to use her birthday as an opportunity to attempt to stay at the Flowing Water Pavilion tonight. Isn't this you all vying to put a cuckold's hat on me? Heh heh, what makes me most unbearable is that you intended to engage in a group game. Fine! Since you dare to play, then I'll let you play to your heart's content!"
What he said was very reasonable.
Even though Wang Dagui was eloquent, after moving his lips a few times, he didn't know what else to say.
He could only look at Bai Yujing with despair in his eyes.
Facing the notoriously fierce Li Qianfan, neither Wang Dagui nor Peng Yuanhang nor the others had any intention of fighting to the death.
Because in their subconscious, they knew very well: "Playing hardball with the God of Slaughter would only lead to a more tragic death, and nothing else."
They also did not pin their hopes of survival on Jia Yin.
What role could a plaything, who could only wreak havoc in the bedroom, serve at this moment?
It would be better to beg Bai Yujing.
After all, Bai Yujing was Madam Bai's "agent," the sole beneficiary of selling his mother for glory.
At this very moment.
If Bai Yujing didn't step forward to beg his stepfather on their behalf, who else would?
"Stepfather!"
Bai Yujing, his face ashen, quickly walked to the small pavilion and said with a gulp: "This was all arranged by me, your unfilial son, and has nothing much to do with the guests here. I implore you, stepfather, to spare the guests for the sake of your unfilial son. If you truly cannot swallow this bitter resentment, then punish your unfilial son."
As Bai Yujing spoke, he bent his knees.
With a thud.
He knelt heavily before the small pavilion, assuming a posture of "do as you please, kill or butcher me."
As he confessed his guilt so readily, calling Li Qianfan "Stepfather" and himself "unfilial son" repeatedly, he naturally intended to move Li Qianfan with their "father-son relationship."
As long as he could move Li Qianfan—
Not only would his own life be ensured, but he would also gain the gratitude of Wang Dagui and the others!
Bai Yujing's calculations were making all sorts of satisfying noises.
The Heavenly Gift Young Master, who was watching from the sidelines—
Upon seeing Bai Yujing's performance, he praised inwardly: "No wonder he can be the leader of the three young masters of Tiandong. With this performance, I'm damned if I don't fall short even when trying to flatter him. One can be shameless. But a person who can elevate shamelessness to this level, Bai Yujing is truly the best in the world! If I want to thrive under the boss in the future, I must learn this."
Li Qianfan, of course, did not know what the Heavenly Gift Young Master was thinking.
Nor did he deign to know.
He merely watched Bai Yujing with cold eyes, remaining silent for a full three minutes.
Bai Yujing knelt there stiffly, his face full of resolute determination to "die for Wang Dagui and the others."
Jia Yin merely trembled in Li Qianfan's arms, crying softly.
And Wang Dagui and the others didn't dare to breathe.
In their hearts, they were chanting Buddhist prayers, hoping that Bai Yujing could move this god of slaughter with their father-son affection.
Du Junlin, acting as the executioner, was becoming increasingly impatient.
Li Qianfan finally spoke: "Bai Yujing. You should know, the moment you contacted Feng Linzhi for Mei Nu, I wanted to kill you."
Bai Yujing replied in a low voice: "Yes, your unfilial son knows."
"I showed leniency to you out of consideration for your mother-son relationship with Mei Nu. I thought you would clearly realize that anyone who dared to covet Mei Nu, other than me, would die!"
Li Qianfan continued: "But you did not repent, and instead brought so many people to try and put a hat on me! Tell me yourself, what should I do with you?"
As he spoke, his gaze flickered to Bai Ziyan, who was like a transparent figure.
Bai Ziyan slightly shook her head, signaling that Li Qianfan could not kill Bai Yujing.
If this snake wanted to completely control the Bai family, she still needed to use Bai Yujing.
Hearing Li Qianfan question him like this, Bai Yujing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that Li Qianfan asking him this way was a sign that he intended to spare his life.
"Father."
Bai Yujing raised his head, looked at Li Qianfan, and said sincerely: "Your unfilial son does not wish to argue anything now. He is willing to accept your punishment."
"Good. Since you bravely admit your mistake, I will punish you lightly."
Li Qianfan said calmly: "Yaoya, chop off one of his hands."
What?
You want to chop off one of my hands?
How could this be?!
Bai Yujing, who had expected Li Qianfan to only impose a minor punishment, was greatly alarmed and hurriedly cried out: "Father!"
He still wanted to say more—
Du Junlin, who could no longer hold back, immediately pounced before him, grabbed his arm with her left hand, and searched her waist with her right.
While other girls carried makeup cases when they went out.
Du Yaoya, however, carried a sharp blade with her!
"Father—"
As Bai Yujing's pupils suddenly constricted, he screamed hoarsely.
He wanted to beg Li Qianfan to spare him.
But as soon as he uttered the words "Father," he felt a flash of cold light before his eyes.
Blood splattered!!
A severed hand fell to the ground with a thud.
Bai Yujing stared blankly at the severed hand, completely stunned.
Because Du Junlin's move was too fast, the pain nerves had not yet transmitted the information of the severe injury to his brain's central processing unit after his left hand fell.
A full 15 seconds later.
"Ah!"
Bai Yujing finally felt the pain and finally realized that his left hand had ruthlessly left him.
The dual agony, both mental and physical, caused him to involuntarily open his mouth and let out an extremely piercing howl of pain.
Amidst the howl, Bai Yujing's eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
"Master!"
Jia Yin seemed to have just regained her senses, cried out and broke free from Li Qianfan's embrace, then knelt heavily on the ground.
She stretched her slender swan-like neck, crying and shouting: "Master, all the mistakes are mine! Please don't hurt Yujing. If you want to kill, then kill me."
Heh heh.
As expected of the dark web's third president.
Bai Yujing's hand had already fallen, and only now did you kneel to beg for him.
This way, you avoid angering me and also display your great maternal love for your son.
You are so dangerous, yet Bai Yujing thought he could control you to gain the greatest benefit for himself.
He truly deserved to die—
Li Qianfan shook his head inwardly. He ignored Jia Yin, who was slumped on the ground, hugging his left leg and crying sadly; he glanced at Du Junlin, who had torn a corner of Bai Yujing's clothes to bind his severed wrist, and then looked at Wang Dagui and the others.
He said: "Considering that Bai Yujing was willing to sever his wrist to plead for you, I will let you go. I will neither kill you nor chop off your hands."
Wang Dagui and the others were overjoyed—
They bowed together and said in unison: "Thank you, Mr. Qianfan! We swear that we will never step into the Flowing Water Pavilion again! We will leave now."
"Leave now?"
Li Qianfan's eyebrows twitched, his face full of disbelief as if he had heard the greatest joke.
Wang Dagui and the others—
"You put a cuckold's hat on me, and now you want to just leave?"
Li Qianfan sneered: "When you went to hotels to find women, didn't you also have to pay a certain fee?"