Chapter 697 As for your life and death, leave it to fate!
A loud and clear slap resounded over the empty and quiet tea room, Wen Hui was slapped by Ziying, making her take a few steps back, and fell to the ground.

"If Ah Ling makes a mistake, I'll take your skin off."

Throwing down such a sentence, Ziying quickly walked towards the two people not far away.

"gentlemen."

Everyone recovered from their stupefaction, and when they looked up, they saw standing at the door with their hands behind their backs, staring expressionlessly at the messy Lin Zichuan in the room, and one after another made way for them.

"Who gave you such great rights and allowed you to run wild in the main house of this castle?"

A light and fluffy sentence, without any emotion, and no emotion, but it made everyone in the room hold their breath, and their hearts slowed down by half a beat.

Lin Zichuan stood at the door for a while, seeing that no one dared to answer, then he walked in slowly, his sharp eyes accurately glanced at the wives of the instructors who were trembling aside, and said in a low voice: "Lead the crowd to make trouble, All go to the Punishment Hall to receive their punishment."

"First, sir." The second instructor's wife tried to speak.

Lin Zichuan swept over with sharp eyes, "I don't want to say the same thing a second time. If there is nothing else, everyone should go out."

The ladies were overwhelmed by the murderous aura on his body, they didn't dare to take a breath, how dare they confront him now?
After a few people bit the bullet and accepted the order, they retreated one after another.

Lin Zichuan walked up and down in front of Ziying and the others, and squatted down slightly. When he saw the bloodstain on Jialing's face, he subconsciously frowned and asked, "Who did it?"

Jia Ling tilted her head and ignored him.

"A Ling, are you alright?" Ziying shook Lan Ling, who was in a semi-comatose state in her arms, with an anxious face.

"The back of her head hit the water chestnut of the shelf. You'd better take her to Tyson's place to have a look." Jia Ling spoke in a hoarse voice, with a soft tone. The fierce battle just now seemed to have exhausted all the strength in her body.

Ziying turned her head to look at Lin Zichuan at the side.

"Go, it's not a trivial matter to suffer a serious head injury. Let Tyson check it out. You don't need to deal with the matter here. You can stay with your wife at ease."

Ziying smiled gratefully at him, stood up holding Lan Ling, and in the blink of an eye, he saw Wen Hui who was curled up and shivering aside, thought for a while, and said: "Qingying committed an unforgivable crime, I still I wanted to do everything possible to save his life, but, Wen Hui, I am so disappointed by what you did. I always have a kind heart towards you and your husband, but you want to put my wife to death. Heh, you are very sad. Well, you husband and wife are fine."

After throwing down these words, he hugged Lan Ling and walked outside without looking back.

"I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong." Wen Hui kept shaking her head, her whole body seemed to be trapped in a nightmare.

Lin Zichuan frowned slightly, turned his head to look at her, and then ordered outside: "Come here, take Mrs. Right Protector to the Punishment Hall."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Wen Hui again, and said calmly, "Go to the secret room and reunite with your husband. As for your life and death, just leave it to fate."

Wen Hui didn't look at him, she seemed to have lost her soul, even though two bodyguards came in to arrest her, she still didn't respond, and let them carry her out of the tea room.

Lin Zichuan set his eyes on A Cai, stared at her for a long time, and then said calmly: "The play is over, you should go out too."

(End of this chapter)

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