F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

Inside Room No. 1, the air seemed to solidify into a tangible form.

The ice crystal longbow in Li Wei's hand hummed.

It exudes a bone-chilling cold.

That frost arrow, powerful enough to pierce steel plates, locked Chen Yifan's heart from afar.

However, he dared not shoot.

His hands were shaking.

It wasn't out of fear, but out of an extreme, absurd, and incomprehensible anger.

Why?

Why is he here?

Why does he possess that bizarre speed?

Shouldn't he be like a rat crossing the street, hiding in the gutter, trembling and waiting for public opinion to drown him completely?

How dare he...

Li Wei's mind was in complete chaos.

They didn't even immediately consider how Chen Yifan managed to sneak into this highly secure club.

All he knew was that this piece of trash, whom he should have trampled underfoot, had shattered all his plans and sense of superiority in a way he couldn't comprehend at all.

What he found even more unacceptable was Chen Yifan's gaze.

There was no anger, panic, or desperate madness in his eyes as he had expected.

There was nothing there.

There was only a deathly silence, a stillness as if one were watching a dead person.

It was as if Li Wei was merely an insignificant background figure.

"You...you let go of Brother Wei!"

Li Wei finally managed to squeeze out a few dry words.

He wanted to run away!

But Chen Yifan was standing right in front of the door.

He could only try to use a threatening tone to cover up his inner panic.

"Chen Yifan, I don't care how you got in! Release him right now, kneel down and kowtow three times, and maybe I'll spare your life!"

"Whole corpse?"

Chen Yifan smiled.

He finally shifted his gaze from Wei San's face, which had turned a deep purplish-red, to Li Wei.

"Li Wei, do you think you've already won?"

His voice was soft and flat, as if he were stating a fact that had nothing to do with him.

"You think you can do anything to me by hiding behind your rich dad, hiring a shady writer, and stirring up trouble online?"

"You think you can scare me, or do anything to my sister, by sending a few scumbags to the stairwell of my old building?"

At this point, Chen Yifan paused.

The smile on his face vanished.

Instead, there was a chilling coldness that made Li Wei's very soul tremble.

"Snap!"

Another crisp cracking sound of bone breaking.

This time, it was Wei San's left shoulder blade that Chen Yifan ruthlessly crushed!

"Ah—uh!"

Wei San let out a beast-like, incoherent hoarse wail.

The excruciating pain caused his body to convulse violently, and his eyeballs to bulge out of their sockets.

"You...you're insane!"

Li Wei's heart skipped a beat at the sight, and he instinctively took a step back.

How dare he!

This is the Lanting Club! It's a place only the most important people in Jiangcheng can enter!

Isn't he afraid of the police?

Extraordinary crimes are serious offenses in Jiangcheng!

"Am I crazy?"

Chen Yifan tilted his head, as if looking at an idiot.

"Li Wei, still don't you understand the situation?"

He held up the half-dead "ghost pen" in his hand as if displaying a trophy.

"From the moment I walked into this room and locked the door."

"This is no longer the Lanting Club."

"You two..."

Chen Yifan's gaze swept back and forth between Li Wei and Wei San, a cruel smile curving his lips.

"They are death row inmates awaiting execution."

boom!

These words struck Li Wei like a bolt of black lightning, hitting him squarely on the head.

He was completely dumbfounded.

Death row inmate?

This good-for-nothing... what is he even saying?

"Do you...do you know what you're doing?!"

Li Wei's voice became shrill with fear.

"Kill him, and you'll be wanted by the entire city! You think you can escape?! My dad won't let you get away with this!"

"Your dad?"

Chen Yifan thought he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"He will soon be busy figuring out how to remove the Li family from the public eye and how to quell the anger of those two hundred-plus families, and he'll be racking his brains."

"Do you think he'll still have the time or inclination to care whether you live or die?"

With each sentence Chen Yifan spoke, Li Wei's face grew paler.

How did he know?

How could he know all of these things?!

Is it...

A terrifying thought sent chills down Li Wei's spine.

From the very beginning, all my actions were under the other party's surveillance.

"What...what exactly do you want to do?"

Li Wei's hand, gripping the ice bow, trembled more and more violently.

He finally realized that he wasn't dealing with a good-for-nothing who had just gotten lucky.

Instead, it is a monster lurking in the shadows, possessing unimaginable power!

"What are you doing?"

Chen Yifan's patience seemed to have run out.

I'm giving you one last chance.

"Repeat exactly what you just said to Wei San about my sister, word for word."

"otherwise……"

His five fingers slowly tightened again.

Wei San's throat bones emitted a gurgling sound as if they were about to collapse, and his face had turned from a liverish color to a horrifying bluish-purple.

The shadow of death, as if it were a tangible presence, enveloped the entire room.

At this moment, Li Wei's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

He doesn't want to die.

He didn't want to end up like Wei San, being crushed to death inch by inch by this devil right in front of him!

"I'll talk! I'll talk!"

He screamed, and the ice bow in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

He knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, all traces of the pride of a rich young master gone.

"I...I wanted to...ruin your reputation, turn you into a stray dog..."

"Then...then he went...he went to kidnap your sister...and forced her..."

He dared not say anything more, and looked at Chen Yifan with an almost pleading look in his eyes.

"I was wrong! Chen Yifan! I was really wrong! I'm not human! I'm an animal!"

"Please, let me go! I'll give you anything you want! Money! Equipment! I have plenty!"

He kowtowed on the ground like a dog, making a loud thud.

"Please...don't kill me..."

Chen Yifan listened quietly.

His face remained expressionless.

Until Li Wei finished speaking the last word.

He slowly released his grip on Wei San's throat.

"Thump."

Wei San collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, clutching his neck and coughing violently and heart-wrenchingly.

saved……

Seeing this scene, Li Wei felt a surge of joy at surviving a disaster.

He thought that Chen Yifan was moved by his "sincerity".

However, the next second.

Chen Yifan moved.

He did not approach Li Wei.

Instead, he slowly walked up to Wei San, who was still coughing violently.

Then, under the gaze of Li Wei's pupils, which suddenly dilated with fear.

Chen Yifan lifted his foot.

With an extremely calm, even understated, demeanor.

He stomped down hard.

Target—Wei San's right hand.

That person simply typed out countless vicious words on the keyboard.

This sparked a huge public outcry.

Trying to drag him and his family into hell...

"Ghost pen".

"Snap—!!!!"

The cracking sound was crisper, more frequent, and louder than any previous bone fracture.

A deafening explosion erupted in the deathly silent room!