Lan Yunwei was shocked and couldn't help but shout.

"Young Master Mu!"

Her eyes flashed with urgency, looking anxiously at Mu Feichen, her lips moved slightly, as if wanting to say something.

"Miss, what's the matter? Is there a problem?" Mu Feichen sensed something amiss and asked calmly.

"..." Lan Yunwei hesitated for a while, but ultimately didn't speak.

She really didn't want Lin Fan to die, and seeing him escape death, she was indescribably happy.

Even though she didn't know why she felt this way, she didn't want to deceive herself.

However.

If she truly had to give the order as Miss of the Lan Family to spare Lin Fan, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Lin Fan had just treated her like that, and now she had to spare his life.

It didn't make sense.

It would make her seem like a masochist, tarnishing her reputation.

Conflicted.

Uneasy.

Embarrassed.

Hesitant.

Lan Yunwei's emotions were extremely complex, wanting to stop everyone, yet too concerned about her dignity to speak up.

So she could only stammer, unable to utter a word for a long time.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you too nervous or scared? Don't worry, with Young Master Mu here and so many guards, that brat can't harm you." A little maid interjected, attempting to comfort Lan Yunwei.

But Lan Yunwei did not appreciate it at all, instead glaring fiercely at the maid. "Shut up!"

The maid was taken aback, cold sweat breaking out from fear. She didn't know what she said wrong to make Lan Yunwei so furious. Quickly, she closed her mouth, lowering her head without daring to say another word.

Mu Feichen watched coldly from the side, feeling more and more that something was off about Lan Yunwei's expression and tone.

The eldest daughter of the Lan Family...could she have feelings for Lin Fan?

Impossible...

They had only interacted once, how could it become like this...

By logic.

The eldest Miss Lan should be more interested in him instead.

Firstly, they've met countless times, and Lan Yunwei is an old customer of the Biao Bureau. Besides, he was much better looking than Lin Fan and had a higher cultivation realm, it wouldn't make sense for her to not like him but Lin Fan instead.

Absolutely no sense!

Suddenly!

A surge of jealousy ignited in Mu Feichen's heart, his eyes twitching viciously, feeling extremely upset!

Foolish woman, to fall for Lin Fan!

With such an outstanding man like himself by her side, she doesn't even notice. If he were to marry Lan Yunwei and seize the Water Clan's power, he could elevate them to unprecedented heights!

He could even develop the small Biao Bureau into the most powerful force next to the five great clans.

Thus.

He's no longer satisfied with the small Biao Bureau; it can't accommodate his ambitions.

He must move to a larger stage, like the Water Clan.

There, he could truly shine and become a peerless man!

The Biao Bureau is too small to hold him, a great Buddha!

However.

He thought that with more interactions with Lan Yunwei, there would be a chance. But when Lan Yunwei saw him, there was no difference, always as cold as ice, expressionless, not treating him as someone special at all.

But once Lin Fan appeared, this woman's eyes changed!

She even displayed a range of expressions never seen in front of people before.

In the past, when she came to the Biao Bureau, she was always unapproachable, but now she showed worry, anxiety, anger, and even something ambiguous!

Her eyes sparkled brightly like stars!

Those eyes made him so jealous, so angry his lungs were about to explode.

Why?!

Why?!

Why?!

He roared internally, face flushed, eyes almost tearing apart, veins bulging on his arm, ready to burst, his body shaking violently.

What is it about Lin Fan that surpasses him?! Why is she interested in this insignificant ant?! Why?!

Mu Feichen, though internally roaring and distorting with rage, dared not truly yell at Lan Yunwei, not even asking about it.

After all, her status was clear, he was not shameless like Lin Fan.

"Does Miss Lan have any instructions? If you're afraid of that scoundrel appearing, there's no need to worry. Every Darts Master here has a cultivation realm above his, though he slipped away, if he reappears, he'll be torn apart by the Darts Masters."

"Furthermore, we'll soon find him, and he won't threaten your safety." Mu Feichen spoke earnestly, but secretly gritted his teeth, eager to drag Lin Fan out and beat him up in front of Lan Yunwei to vent his rage.

"No... I..." Lan Yunwei was flushed, looking around as if searching for Lin Fan, but she saw him nowhere. Her feelings were complex, both happy and worried.

"No? Could it be that Miss Lan wants to let Lin Fan go?" Mu Feichen seized the moment, raising an eyebrow to probe further.

"That's... what... what a joke! I... I couldn't... possibly let him go! I... I'd rather kill him... don't talk nonsense..." Lan Yunwei began firmly, yelling in anger, but as she continued, her voice weakened, clearly even she didn't believe her own words.

Damn it!

He guessed right!

Mu Feichen's eyes bulged, almost popping out, looking quite terrifying!

Lan Yunwei's stance was obvious, she didn't want Lin Fan dead!

Though unspoken, her actions, expressions, demeanor, tone all expressed this viewpoint!

She's in love!

Truly in love!

He considered himself to know Lan Yunwei very well, treasuring every encounter, observing her meticulously to understand this woman from all angles.

Thus.

He thought he knew her well.

Lan Yunwei never worried about anyone, not even her younger brother Lan Zhengqing, always keeping people at a distance, unapproachable.

Yet.

Now, she tried hard to hide her panic, clearly aware of the sudden change in her heart.

"Hmph!"

Mu Feichen let out a cold laugh, his face twisted into a hideous, terrifying expression, chilling as he sneered like a devil from hell.

Of course, he wouldn't let Lan Yunwei have her way.

Today.

Lin Fan will surely die!

If she doesn't want Lin Fan to die, he'll make sure he dies tragically in front of her!

Before it's too late to change things, let Lan Yunwei completely abandon this dangerous thought.

Lan Yunwei, you belong to only me!

Mu Feichen was torn inside, roaring silently, yet outwardly calm as water. If Lin Fan wasn't killed soon, he feared he'd lose his sanity.

Fortunately, Lin Fan was just a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, less than trash, so no cause for fear.

"Rest assured, Miss Lan, today I'll show you the capabilities of our Biao Bureau, Lin Fan won't escape our grasp, we'll find him soon enough."

"Then, I'll have him suffer endlessly before dying miserably, avenging the humiliation you faced!"

Lan Yunwei froze, staring at Mu Feichen's sinister expression, inhaling in shock, her face pale as paper.

She even forgot to retort, only nodding in agreement.

"Alright... alright..."