Lin Xuan taught them a harsh lesson. A few slaps sent Fang Qingyu reeling, nearly knocking him unconscious.
The second guard quickly caught him, his face a mask of terror as he stared at Lin Xuan. "A-Aren't you afraid of the Fang Family's retaliation?!" He didn't dare to make another move. 'Even my boss was crippled. What can I do?'
"The Fang Family's retaliation?" Lin Xuan snorted. "If I were afraid, I would have run away long ago! Shall I see you off?"
Terrified, the second guard scrambled to grab Fang Qingyu and his boss, then leaped onto a horse and fled down the road. Even with an injured wrist, he could still carry two people and escape.
As he fled, he threw a parting threat over his shoulder: "You've crossed the Fang Family! You're dead!"
"I'll be waiting!" Lin Xuan snorted. He had anticipated this outcome. Whether he killed them or not, he would have earned the Fang Family's enmity.
