In the next instant, a storm kicked up, sending sand and pebbles swirling in the air.

Uncle An was involuntarily caught up in the storm. He was launched into the air and then landed heavily on the ground.

Moreover, he fell in front of Qing Yuanzhi’s group.

Uncle An spurted out a mouthful of blood and lay weakly on the ground, his body twitching constantly.

“Hahaha~” Qing Yuanzhi’s men burst into laughter. Some stepped forward and kicked Uncle An in the face, saying, “This old man thinks too highly of himself, daring to go after our young master. You’re just a piece of trash from the Nascent Soul Stage. You wouldn’t even come close to laying a finger on our young master!”

Another person suddenly lifted his foot and stomped hard on Uncle An’s left hand. With a crack, another arm bone shattered.

Uncle An let out a shrill scream. His whole body trembled from the pain.

“Stop! Stop!” Anling Yan cried and wanted to rush over, but Qing Yuanzhi stopped her.

Anling Yan cried, “Please let Uncle An go. I will go with you. I’m willing to go with you. Please don’t hurt Uncle An anymore!”

Uncle An endured the pain and stood up suddenly, hissing, “No, Miss, if you go back with this savage, your life will be ruined! *Cough*…”

Qing Yuanzhi’s underling kicked Uncle An in the chest, causing him to cough up more blood. The underling sneered, “You scum, how dare you interrupt when my young master is talking?”

Anling Yan kept crying “Uncle An” and wanted to rush over, but Qing Yuanzhi grabbed her and even put one hand on her neck. He asked with a sinister and lewd smile, “Do you want to save your slave?”

“I beg you to let Uncle An go. I’m willing to go with you. *Sob*…“

“Haha, wouldn’t it be better to just go back with me obediently at first? But now it’s too late.” Qing Yuanzhi suddenly pulled Anling Yan closer, licked her face, shook his head, and said, “The taste of the women in the Anling Family is so enticing.”

Anling Yan’s body was trembling with despair and fear, but she did not dare to resist for the sake of Uncle An’s life.

“If you want to save your slave, you kneel for me, take off your clothes, and then say to me, ‘Master, I will never dare to do it again. Please love me well.’ Then, I will let your slave go!”

“Hahahaha…“

As soon as Qin Yuanzhi said this, it immediately triggered a burst of laughter from his followers behind him, “That’s right, strip off your clothes and give our young master a proper apology.”

Moreover, they also wanted to see for themselves how delicate and seductive the women of the Anling Family were. They were known for boosting cultivation with their body.

Anling Yan shook her head desperately. Her eyes filled with shame, anger, and despair.

“You’re refusing to do it? Haha, then just watch your Uncle An die!” Qing Yuanzhi sneered. His subordinate had already picked up a saber and stabbed Uncle An in the chest.

“No! I will do it. I’m willing to do it!”

Anling Yan’s face was full of tears, and she slowly knelt. Her cold and trembling hands touched her collar and unbuttoned her clothes bit by bit.

“Miss, you can’t!” Uncle An roared hysterically. Suddenly, he fanatically jumped up from the ground, knocked away the crowd, and rushed toward Qing Yuanzhi, “Savage, I’m going to bring you down with me!”

Dark red flames shot up from Uncle An’s dantian and spread to his entire body in an instant.

The blazing flames shocked everyone, including Qing Yuanzhi.

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