Fiancée Eloped at the Engagement Banquet?

Liu Zhong's face turned deathly pale as he trembled before the sight in front of him, his legs going weak.

Liu Xinyao, on the other hand, angrily stood up, her voice sharp and shrill as she yelled, "Bastard! How dare you kill someone in my Liu family?! Kneel before me!"

As she spoke, she strode forward and raised her hand, intending to slap the Qin family warrior.

The warrior's eyes instantly erupted with boundless killing intent, and a murderous aura surged around him.

Liu Xinyao's outstretched hand froze midair, her face going completely pale as her entire body began to tremble.

In that moment, although only one man stood before her, she felt as if she were gazing at a vast mountain of corpses and an ocean of blood.

Even Xiao Fan, watching from the side, was shaken to his core. He had never witnessed such overwhelming killing intent from a single person before.

"An… an Eighth-tier warrior? How could the Qin family still have an Eighth-tier warrior in the capital?"

Liu Zhong's shocked voice rang out.

As far as he knew, nearly all of the Qin family's Eighth-tier warriors had been deployed to the battlefield.

In the capital, the only known Eighth-tier warrior remaining was Qin Wu, the captain of the Qin family's guards.

But Qin Wu had already been injured—so where did this Eighth-tier expert come from?!

The warrior glanced at them, his expression devoid of emotion. "You can either come willingly, or you die here."

Liu Zhong didn't hesitate. "We'll go! We'll go!"

There was no way he would risk defying this man and losing his life over it.

The warrior finally turned and led the way forward.

Liu Zhong hurriedly followed, while Xiao Fan moved to Liu Xinyao's side, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "Xinyao, are you alright?"

Liu Xinyao snapped out of her daze and immediately exploded in anger. "Fine! The Qin family is really something! A mere servant actually dared to threaten me! Just wait—I'll tell Qin Yan to cripple you."

"Then I'll have your legs broken, and you'll kneel before me to beg for forgiveness!"

The warrior's footsteps paused for a brief moment but resumed as if he hadn't heard anything.

The Qin Family's Occupation of the Liu Estate

Upon reaching the front courtyard, Liu Xinyao and the others saw a large number of Liu family members being forced toward the main hall by Qin and Yun family warriors.

Many of the Liu family members had swollen faces and bruises, clear signs that they had been beaten.

Inside the grand hall, a chair sat in the very center, where Qin Yan lounged expressionless.

To his left and right, two armored men—Qin Zhan and Yun Lang—sat with severe expressions.

In front of Qin Yan, a wealthy, extravagantly dressed noblewoman was screaming hysterically at him.

"Qin Yan, you little bastard! How dare you treat us like this?!"

"I'm warning you—release us immediately and compensate us for this humiliation! Otherwise, Liu Xinyao will never forgive you!"

The woman was Yan Zhenqiao, Liu Xinyao's mother.

She had spent years manipulating her daughter, teaching her how to control and test Qin Yan, making sure he was always under her daughter's spell.

She probably understood Qin Yan's obsession with Liu Xinyao even better than Liu Xinyao herself.

But today's Qin Yan was no longer the same fool from before.

He cast a cold glance at Yan Zhenqiao. "Who do you think you are to yell in front of me?"

Yan Zhenqiao's face twisted with fury. "You little brat! What did you just say?! I'll beat you to death!"

She raised her hand, intending to slap Qin Yan's face.

Qin Yan remained unmoving, like a stone statue, his gaze icy.

Just as Yan Zhenqiao's hand was mere inches from his face, Qin Zhan let out a cold snort.

Boom!

Yan Zhenqiao flew backward as if hit by a charging bull, crashing to the ground, groaning in pain.

Qin Yan turned to the Qin family warrior standing beside him. "Which hand was she about to hit me with? Chop it off."

"Yes, Young Master."

The warrior responded without hesitation, taking a few strides forward.

Shing!

With a single slash, a severed arm fell to the floor, blood spurting everywhere.

"AHHHHHH!!!"

Yan Zhenqiao let out a horrific scream, writhing on the ground in agony. Moments later, her eyes rolled back, and she passed out from the pain.

Liu Xinyao's Outrage

"Mother!"

Liu Xinyao shrieked and rushed forward, glaring at Qin Yan with pure hatred.

"Qin Yan! How dare you do this to my mother?!"

She demanded, "I order you—use the best medicine to reattach my mother's arm immediately! Then kill that guard and kowtow a hundred times to apologize!"

Qin Yan's gaze darkened. With a sudden movement, he slapped Liu Xinyao across the face.

"Slut! Who gave you the courage to speak to me like that?"

At the sight of Qin Yan's decisive slap, both Qin Zhan and Yun Lang—who had been wary of his past infatuation—relaxed.

On the way here, Yun Qing had privately warned them that Qin Yan had once been a fool for Liu Xinyao.

She even told them that if Qin Yan showed any signs of weakness toward her, they should take over and handle things themselves.

But now, it was clear—Qin Yan was no longer the same man.

Liu Xinyao, shocked and humiliated, fell to the ground. Her cheek swelled red, and blood trickled from her nose. She looked nothing like the arrogant young lady from before.

Xiao Fan saw this and immediately rushed to her side. "Xinyao! Are you alright?!"

Liu Xinyao was still in shock from the slap, but as she processed what had happened, she snarled at Qin Yan.

"Qin Yan! You actually hit me?! That's it! I'll never forgive you for the rest of my life!"

Xiao Fan stood up as well, pointing at Qin Yan. "You call yourself a man?! Hitting a woman? Fight me one-on-one! If you lose, you and your people must leave immediately!"

Qin Yan looked at Xiao Fan like he was an idiot.

"Xiao Fan, are you an orphan? Is your whole family dead? Why do you always yell about one-on-one fights?"

Xiao Fan's rage exploded. "Qin Yan! You dare insult me?! I'll fight you to the death!"

As he charged forward, unleashing all his strength, Qin Yan remained seated, his eyes full of disdain.

The moment Xiao Fan passed by Qin Zhan, Qin Zhan glanced at him—and suddenly, a crushing pressure slammed down on him.

Boom!

Xiao Fan collapsed to the floor, smashing a crater into the ground.

His bones cracked, his internal organs were severely damaged, and blood sprayed from his mouth.

[The Child of Destiny has suffered severe injuries. Luck decreased by 300 points.]

Qin Yan glanced at the system notification and frowned.

"Stop reporting real-time data. Just summarize it for me every night at 10 PM."

[Understood, Host. Daily reports will now be provided at 10 PM.]

Qin Yan turned back to Xiao Fan, towering over him. "Call Gao Wei here right now, or I'll cripple you."

Xiao Fan gritted his teeth. "I will never surrender to you, you privileged bastard!"

Qin Yan smirked cruelly. "Let's see how long you last."

He turned to a Qin family warrior. "Qin Kuang, go to Xiao Fan's hometown and bring his parents and sister here."

"Yes, Young Master."

As the warrior strode away, Xiao Fan panicked.

"No! I'll do it! I'll call him!"

Qin Yan chuckled coldly and gave his final order.

"From now on, kill ten people from the Liu family every minute—until none remain."