The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

Chapter 616: Chapter 588: Countdown!_7

Wang Anshi... Wang Anshi...!

It was only after being reminded that Qin Fan finally recalled the name.

"Ahem, Mr. Wang, my apologies. I thought it was a prank call and didn’t realize it was you. I’m sorry."

Although his words conveyed a sense of apology, Qin Fan’s expression remained perfectly calm, without any trace of shock. Yes, Mr. Wang’s identity could scare a great number of people, but this had no psychological effect on Qin Fan. After all, on the Cangqiong Continent, monarchs and emperors had all scrambled to curry favor with him. With that kind of life experience as his foundation, being shocked by a mere phone call from Wang Anshi would be a massive overreaction.

Hearing the apology in Qin Fan’s dry cough, Wang Anshi let go of the faint anger welling up inside him. No matter how heaven-defying Qin Fan’s power was, he was still a civilian. If he had truly intended to provoke and mock him, it would have meant that Qin Fan didn’t consider Huaxia his home. In that case, he would have had to seriously re-evaluate the threat Qin Fan posed. Fortunately, those words of apology soothed his temper.

Wang Anshi simply nodded. "Alright, let’s cut the pleasantries. Young friend Qin, you should understand why I’m calling, right?"

"The Bo Family?" Qin Fan raised an eyebrow and sneered, completely unsurprised.

"Yes."

"The Bo Family will be annihilated after midnight!" Qin Fan declared resolutely, his tone firm.

"The Bo Family is willing to pay any price! Just state your terms. They won’t refuse anything within their power, no matter what it is!" Wang Anshi said, shaking his head sorrowfully.

"I said, the Bo Family will be annihilated after midnight! If you’re calling about the Bo Family, that is my only answer! An answer that will not change!" Qin Fan’s voice grew slightly colder.

"Is there truly no room for negotiation? If this can be resolved peacefully, we will owe you a favor!" Wang Anshi said, gritting his teeth.

Such a concession was already beyond his bottom line. It was equivalent to taking Bo Xianmin’s pardon and handing it directly to Qin Fan.

However, Qin Fan just smiled dismissively at this so-called pardon. "Do you think I need it?"

Wang Anshi was struck speechless.

Does he need it? Does Qin Fan really need it?

At this thought, Wang Anshi rubbed his temples bitterly and said helplessly, "Name your conditions. As long as we can resolve this feud peacefully, you can ask for anything!"

"I will say this one last time. After midnight, the Bo Family will be annihilated! Utterly annihilated!" Suppressing his rising impatience, Qin Fan, a man who had always been swift and decisive, enunciated every word with steely emphasis.

This was his bottom line. The only one. Unchangeable. Immutable.

Without waiting for Wang Anshi to respond, Qin Fan spoke again, "Mr. Wang, I respect and admire you. You have your concerns, but I have my own principles. Since Bao Qiudong dared to cross my line, he must pay the price for courting death! I don’t deny my own recklessness, but look back at all those who have died by my hand. Was a single one of them innocent?"

Hearing Qin Fan’s argument that operated outside the rules, Wang Anshi didn’t reply immediately. Instead, he let silence hang over the call for more than ten seconds, his mind racing.

Finally, he forced the words out through gritted teeth. "Every debt has a debtor. Isn’t Bao Qiudong enough to settle the score?"

"If it were only Bao Qiudong, that wouldn’t be a price at all! When a son goes astray, it is the father’s failure. When his upbringing is lax, it is the mother’s mistake. Bao Qiudong is the principal on this debt; his parents are the interest. The three of them cannot escape their doom!"

Just as he finished speaking, before Wang Anshi could reply, Qin Fan heard a noise from the bathroom—Yino was coming out. "Let’s leave it at that. Goodbye," he said hastily, pressing the hang-up button.

Qin Fan swiftly pocketed his phone. A smile spread across his face as he turned around just as Jiang Yino, wrapped in a bathrobe, stepped out of the bathroom.

"Yino," he said with a gentle laugh, walking toward her as their eyes met.

"Mm," Jiang Yino responded, standing still, her flushed face tense with nervousness. She seemed to have forgotten the terror from the old cinema, but Qin Fan knew she hadn’t. She had simply chosen to suppress it deep within her heart. If she couldn’t overcome this hurdle and escape its shadow, she could be plagued by nightmares for the rest of her life.

Seeing Qin Fan getting closer and closer, Jiang Yino grew inexplicably flustered. She quickly averted her gaze and said with a trembling voice, "Qin Fan, you should go take a shower, too."

"Alright."

He made no other move toward her. He knew what Jiang Yino needed most right now was a psychological buffer, so with a quiet smile, he walked right past her and into the bathroom.

A moment later, the rustling sound of clothes being removed came from the bathroom, which wasn’t very soundproof.

Jiang Yino’s delicate body shuddered. The blush on her face spread all the way to the tips of her ears.

"What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with me?" she murmured softly.

The next moment, her face flushed, she ran toward the luxurious king-sized bed. Lying down on her side, she pulled the soft velvet quilt over herself, burying her head completely.

Yet, in the darkness beneath the covers, her breathing grew more and more rapid. She tried to force herself not to think about what had happened in the old cinema, but the images came flooding back into her mind, completely beyond her control.