Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 261: Even the Queen Must Be Stepped On by Me

Chapter 261: Chapter 261: Even the Queen Must Be Stepped On by Me

In the private box, the music abruptly stopped.

Silence once again enveloped the area.

The formerly graceful landlady instinctively took two steps back.

"Who are you!"

Her eyes, which had been full of charm, were now filled with lethal intent.

The already scant fabric swayed restlessly due to her agitation.

"As a soul master, you should be aware of the incident a few days ago when the head of your Sanhe Martial Arts Hall was murdered, right?"

Lin Fan simply leaned on the sofa, without making a move.

"It was you who did it!"

The landlady glared at Lin Fan with fury.

Of course, there was no need for him to admit anything at this point.

"Speak, where did the others go?"

Lin Fan didn’t care whether the other party had accepted Ning Bingcai’s request.

He was more concerned about the whereabouts of the mysterious big boss and second boss, and the so-called Hundred Fragrance Group.

"That’s not something you should know."

The landlady shot towards the back like electricity.

And in an instant, she disappeared on the stage.

Lin Fan, however, did not pursue.

Because he knew that the other party would definitely not leave.

After all, this was a stronghold they had worked hard to establish.

They wouldn’t just run away because he had found them.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

As expected, with the sound of wooden clogs, the door to the private box was pushed open.

A dozen men in black clothes, each holding a broken sword, rushed in.

Another dozen emerged from behind the stage.

With a pincer move, they surrounded Lin Fan.

Their actions were uniform and their gazes murderous.

They were clearly well-trained ninjas.

"Kid, you’ve really got guts not to run away."

The voice of the landlady came through.

Now dressed in a tight suit and having her hair, which had previously draped over her shoulders, tied up at the back of her head.

She removed her mask to reveal her true face.

"This is my land. Why should I run?"

Lin Fan leaned on the sofa, not even bothering to look at the ninjas.

His indifferent gaze was fixed on the landlady opposite him, "On the contrary, as a member of the Jiuju Sect, are you not aware of the principle that entering Huaxia is like entering hell?"

"How did you recognize me?"

The composure of Lin Fan made the landlady’s complexion turn pale.

She had long used fake skin to cover all the tattoos related to Jiuju on her body.

Yet he had recognized her at a glance.

This truly puzzled her.

Finding out how she’d given herself away was more important than killing him.

"Of course, it’s your toes."

Lin Fan said with a slight smile, pointing at the landlady’s delicate feet.

"People from Woguo grow up wearing clogs, so the gap between the big toe and the second toe is especially wide. Plus, years of training have accustomed you to walking on the balls of your feet, allowing you to approach your enemies silently. That’s why I concluded you were a ninja from Woguo. But what’s most important is the scent of your perfume, which I’ve smelled on Beitiao Jiancilang before."

"I see!"

After listening to Lin Fan’s analysis, the landlady displayed a satisfied smile.

If it was just for these reasons, then she would pay more attention in the future.

"I didn’t expect you to answer so honestly. Since that’s the case, I can make your death a swift one. Consider it a consulting fee."

"No, you’re wrong,"

But unexpectedly, Lin Fan waved his hand, "I’m not usually honest, but I respect the dead. After all, deceiving a dead person is meaningless to me. And according to physiognomy, the way you walk indicates a short life. So, if there’s anything else you want to know, I can tell you."

"Full of big talk!"

The words of Lin Fan made the landlady’s beautiful eyes gleam murderously.

But since he seemed willing to chat, why not continue the conversation.

Perhaps more information could be obtained.

"However, since you’re willing to speak, I’m very curious about your identity and how you found this place."

"You’re better off not knowing my identity, as living a few more seconds is still a few seconds. As for how I found this place, of course, it was your people who told me."

During the conversation, Lin Fan had stood up: "Since I’ve already spoken, isn’t it your turn to answer now? Where did the other two old boss ladies and the Hundred Fragrance Group go?"

"You know quite a bit, but unfortunately, you don’t need to know the answer to that."

The old boss lady lifted her Japanese-style cheongsam to reveal her white, long legs.

"But I can tell you that you and your companion will pay bitterly for Beitiao Jiancilang’s death, and you’re lucky that dying by my hand will make it far less painful. Isn’t there a saying that dying beneath peony flowers is a pleasant way to go? Consider this your last blessing before you die."

"You’re wrong again!"

Lin Fan, with his hands in his pockets, stood there: "There’s a difference between peony flowers and withered willows; you can at best be considered a roadside wildflower, and even that kind that’s been picked and trampled. So beneath your wilted flower, you can’t hide a dashing ghost like me."

"Today, I’ll just have to try!"

Lin Fan’s mockery incited fury from the pit of the old boss lady’s stomach.

She took a step back and waved to all her subordinates.

She no longer wanted to extract any secrets from this man’s mouth.

"Kill!"

At her command, more than twenty knife-wielding ninjas rushed forward at once.

The chilling glow of their broken blades flashed as they slashed down, raising a cold gust of wind.

"They’re not qualified!"

As Lin Fan spoke, his figure shifted slightly.

He easily dodged the deadly attacks and with a forceful surge of his right fist, smashed it into one assailant’s head.

"Puh!"

In the blink of an eye, a dull thud sounded sharply.

The first ninja to strike had his head shattered by that punch.

Red and white matter splattered around.

The headless corpse smashed to the ground.

He likely died without understanding why Lin Fan was so fast.

"Today, none of you will escape!"

Lin Fan, far from retreating, charged into the crowd.

He was like a lion plunging into a flock of sheep.

There were no fancy techniques, no elaborate tricks.

There was just the anger of his punches landing on flesh.

And the hatred that was ingrained in his genes.

"Puh!"

As the last person was punched through the body,

The fury in Lin Fan, which seemed about to ignite, slowly cooled down.

His cold gaze once again swept toward the old boss lady standing not far away.

The chill made her back go cold.

"Who... exactly are you!"

The old boss lady, who had wanted to flee, felt encompassed by Lin Fan’s killing intent.

At this moment, her face had turned deathly pale.

The combat display from Lin Fan just moments ago was simply not of human capability.

"Wolf Fang, Head Wolf!"

These four words struck her like thunder.

The name was like a curse.

No one who had seen his true face had lived to tell the tale.

Yet none of the tales compared to the blood-soaked man before her now.

Because he was a thousand times more terrifying than a devil.

With a slight movement, Lin Fan had already reached the side of the old boss lady.

A punch landed on her lower abdomen.

As the intense pain spread, the old boss lady had already fallen to the ground.

And then, a foot came down directly on her back.

"Even a ’queen’ must be stepped on under my foot!"