Hai Lan believed that targeting Gu Jinyuan was no big deal. Besides, in her rage, she did not control her power.
A group of colorful butterflies suddenly flew over, their wings sharp like blades. Not only did they cut off her whip, but they also swarmed toward her and pushed her down from the palanquin. She fell flat on her face in front of everyone.
“Ah…” Hai Lan screamed, attracting everyone’s attention. The crowd saw her sorry state.
Fortunately, the butterflies only pushed her out of the palanquin and did not hurt her. Otherwise, she would be in an even worse condition.
Xue Fanxin only wanted to teach her a lesson. She took back those butterflies and scolded coldly, “You hit people randomly. Do you really think that everyone in this world is someone you can beat up? You like to whip, right? Why don’t I whip you a few times? Let’s see how it feels to be whipped.”
“How dare you hit me?” Hai Lan stood up from the ground and glared at Xue Fanxin. A terrifying pressure suddenly overwhelmed her, pressing down on her until she could not even stand. She found it difficult to breathe as if she was being pressed down by a huge mountain. She could not move and speak.
She was no stranger to this pressure. It had made an appearance earlier, but it disappeared. Adding in her fury, she forgot about it.
How could there be such a powerful person in a small Tongxuan Realm?
Had they come from Mystic World?
A middle-aged man ran over and said to Xue Fanxin respectfully, “Ninth Imperial Consort, please calm down. This is the first time Miss Hai Lan has come to Heavenly Saints City and doesn’t know much about the customs here. Please forgive her.”
“Who are you?” Xue Fanxin asked unhappily. She could tell that the clothes of this middle-aged man belonged to the Heavenly Treasure Trading Company.
She did not have a good impression of them. The person in front of her was probably not on Gu Jinyuan’s side. There was no need to give him any consideration.
“I am the Third Master of the Heavenly Treasure Trading Company, Gu San.”
“What’s your relationship with Gu Jinyuan?”
Before Gu San could answer, Gu Jinyuan said, “He is my third uncle.”
“Oh, so it’s your Third Uncle!” Xue Fanxin could already confirm from Gu Jinyuan’s cold tone that they were on bad terms. “Third Uncle Gu, you begged for mercy for others the moment you came. Have you ever thought about your nephew’s feelings? That’s right. Gu Jinyuan is no longer a member of the Heavenly Treasure Trading Company. You don’t care about his life at all.”
Even though he was being questioned by Xue Fanxin, Gu San did not seem to admit his mistake. He only glanced at Gu Jinyuan and said indifferently, “I’m only here for Miss Hai Lan. Everything else is not my responsibility.”
Their faction had finally pulled Gu Jinyuan down from his position as the Young Master. How could they care about his life? If he wanted to return to the Heavenly Treasure Trading Company, they would be even more ruthless.
