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These words didn’t serve as any warning to Nan Yuxing. Instead, they agitated him even more.

When he previously faced Rong Xiu, his attitude had always been high and mighty. Even if he wasn’t the other party’s match, he had never taken Rong Xiu seriously.

How could the Sky-Cloud Empire be compared to the Nan family? But now, Father is actually asking me to bow down to Rong Xiu? I will never agree!

“He’s not worthy!” Nan Yuxing straightened his neck and shouted! “He—”

Slap!

A loud slap suddenly sounded—it was Nan Yifan who slapped him ruthlessly from afar!

Nan Yuxing’s voice instantly disappeared. His cheek was slapped to the side and quickly swelled.

Nan Yifan’s chest heaved violently, and his palms were still trembling slightly.

“Eldest Young Master!” The elder standing at the side was also stunned when he saw this. It wasn’t until he saw blood seeping from the corner of Nan Yuxing’s mouth that he suddenly came back to his senses.

Just as they were about to go over and help Nan Yuxing, they heard Nan Yifan shout, “Nobody is allowed to care about him!”

His voice and expression were stern, and the two elders did not dare to disobey. They could only stand rooted to the ground in embarrassment, allowing Nan Yuxing’s body to sway and fall to the ground.

Nan Yuxing was already seriously injured, and Nan Yifan had used too much strength. It was not something he could withstand.

Almost nobody understood why Nan Yifan’s attitude had taken a 180-degree turn, but they weren’t stupid. They knew that there must be an unknown reason, so they all tactfully shut their mouths.

Nan Yifan closed her eyes and looked at Rong Xiu. “Your Grace, my son has offended you just now. Please forgive him.”

Rong Xiu raised his sharp brows slightly. “With this slap?”