The man in black seemed still a bit skeptical: "Do you really want to let me go?"
"If you don't leave now, I might change my mind later."
"Farewell then!" Once he was sure that Yang Fan truly had no intention to kill him, the man in black turned and left.
On the other side, Han Lingxin was heartbroken, rushing over and yelling, "Why didn't you kill him?"
Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders: "I'm not skilled enough, couldn't beat him!"
"Nonsense, I just heard it, that person directly said he wasn't your match."
"That guy was talking nonsense." With that, Yang Fan walked straight ahead.
Back in Qianmu County, as Yang Fan was about to head home, Han Lingxin grabbed him: "Where are you going?"
"I'm going home!"
"Are you dense? I'm taking you to see my grandfather. You achieved a great merit today; there will be a hefty reward. With money, you can move your mother into a big house."
Fame and strength can be a burden, and Yang Fan didn't want to expose himself too quickly for now.
