"This..."
At this moment, San Yan was frozen, unable to speak.
After a while, a surge of anger welled up in his heart.
He furiously punched the air a few times.
Chen Fan's strength was terrifying; he was no match for them!
And now, they were being sent?
The meaning was perfectly clear!
*Hoo...*
His face was grim.
To put it bluntly, it was sending them to their deaths!
"Big Brother, we can't go!"
"If anyone goes, it must be them!"
"Also, that scoundrel Yuan Wu is simply trying to make us miserable. Why isn't he going?"
"Scoundrel!"
Yuan Ying vented for a while before calming down. He took a deep breath and said, "You're right, we can't go. This is purely seeking death!"
San Yan chimed in, resigned, "But if we don't go, how will we explain ourselves to them?"
Yuan Ying took a deep breath and said gravely, "We'll explain it as we have to!"
"In any case, we brothers cannot lose our lives at Chen Fan's hands!"
San Yan nodded.
After a while, Yuan Ying thought of a clever ruse to deceive the heavens.
It was to use a scheme of self-inflicted injury.
He found two wooden sticks and tossed them to San Yan.
Seeing this, San Yan was bewildered, "Ah, this..."
"What are these for?"
Yuan Ying said angrily, "We have to give an account to everyone in the Yuan family, young and old, so we must use this scheme of self-inflicted injury!"
"You hit me, and then let others hit you!"
San Yan sighed helplessly and said, "B-Big Brother, I really can't bring myself to do it!"
"H-How about we just let it go?"
Yuan Ying shook his head. "Those people in the Yuan family are all cunning. Only if we appear sufficiently tragic will they stop pursuing it!"
"Therefore, we must act!"
"Big Brother!" San Yan truly couldn't bear it.
Yuan Ying prepared himself, his face numb, and said, "Listen to my command, strike!"
"Big Brother..."
"Enough nonsense, strike!" Yuan Ying roared again.
San Yan hesitated, unwilling to swing the wooden stick in his hand.
After a long hesitation, he finally chose to strike.
*Dong, dong, dong...*
After a few blows, Yuan Ying fell to his knees on the ground.
He looked pathetic...
Shivering from the pain.
Seeing this, San Yan truly couldn't bear to strike further. He stammered, "B-Big Brother, I can't hit you anymore. If you keep getting hit, you'll..."
"Stop the nonsense, keep hitting!"
Yuan Ying now had a "might as well be ruined" attitude.
He had made up his mind.
San Yan had no choice but to continue.
One stick after another fell, and with each strike, San Yan's heart ached.
"Big Brother, I can't hit you anymore. If you keep getting hit, your body won't be able to take it!"
"Hit!"
Yuan Ying was now ready to accept whatever fate befell him.
San Yan had no choice but to strike again.
Thus, they staged a self-inflicted injury charade, sending him straight to the hospital.
For Yuan Ying, injuring himself and going to the hospital was the act of a smart person.
At least he didn't have to face that terrifying fellow Chen Fan.
Because if he had to deal with Chen Fan, who knew what kind of state he would be in...
At least now, he could save his life.
Chen Fan was completely unaware of this staged drama. If he had known, he would have been dumbfounded and found it both amusing and exasperating!
The Yuan family suffered a Waterloo. The mighty Yuan family was ruthlessly suppressed.
Whether it was Yuan Baoshan or Yuan Wu, they all became much more honest, their previous arrogance gone.
After Nightshade had thoroughly humiliated the Yuan family, they left and called Chen Fan. "Boss, it's done. Do you want me to be even harsher?"