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Yang Xu still did not look at him, but what she did not expect was that his expression was cold, his eyes were as deep as the ocean, but he only spoke in a calm tone, "His temper has grown quite a bit after not seeing him for three years."

With that, Yan Qin signaled the maid to stop wiping, and said: "Bring Young Mistress another bowl."

"Yes." The maid bowed and left.

Yan Qin's deep eyes slightly narrowed, and said. "Okay, then you should have a good rest."

She then sternly ordered the maid, "Take good care of Young Mistress."

After giving his instructions, Yan Qin walked out. After confirming that he had left, the breath that was held in Yan Qin's throat finally stopped and his body became completely limp.

To her, this man was no different from Zuo Xuan. She could even say that he was more of a demon than Zuo Xuan, and was also one who had harmed her.

Yan Qin, who was standing outside, saw her finish eating the bowl of porridge and turned around to head downstairs. Zhong Yi, who had been on standby the whole time, came over and followed him out.

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In the sealed room, four or five black clothed men stood while Zuo Xuan knelt on the ground. His hands were tied with iron chains and his entire body was covered with blood.

"Bam." The door opened, and upon seeing Yan Qin entering, the black clothed men all called out respectfully: "Master Yan."

When the dying Zuo Xuan saw Yan Qin coming in, his mood immediately became violent. He used his remaining strength and cursed: "Yan Qin, you despicable scumbag, your mouth is full of bullshit justice, and you still didn't use this kind of underhanded method at the end, if you have the guts, then release me, we …"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Qin had already ruthlessly kicked him in the abdomen, and the strength of the kick was so strong that his entire body flew backwards for a long distance. Before he could even react, Yan Qin's angry and cold voice had already resounded above his head: "A person like you is not worthy of discussing about justice with me!"

Zuo Xuan spat out a large mouthful of blood, but he was only left with one breath, unable to say a single word. Yan Qin walked over, and a huge shadow enveloped Zuo Xuan's body.

"You should have thought of this the moment you decided to kidnap my wife. It wasn't me who wanted to kill you, it was you who was courting death!"

After saying that, Yan Qin retracted her gaze and walked toward the door without looking at him again. With a voice as cold as the god of death, she said, "Clean this place up, don't dirty my place."