Ye Fan always loved cleanliness and had a bit of a cleanliness obsession.
But at this moment, he fell in a disheveled state, covered in dust, and even coughed up fresh blood that stained a large patch of his white clothes red.
"You've lost."
Qin Tian approached Ye Fan, looking at him coldly, "You, the third young master of the Ye Family, should honor your word, shouldn't you? You've lost, so what should you do now?"
"Third Master!"
When Ye Fan hit the ground, both Yang Lianting and Dongfang Bai were shocked, exclaiming simultaneously.
They had not anticipated that Ye Fan would be defeated by Qin Tian, especially so swiftly and thoroughly.
The two leaped to Ye Fan's side, and seeing his pale and haggard face, they both felt a pang of distress.
"Pfft!"
Ye Fan tried to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, another mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.
"Bastard, I'll kill you!"
