At last night's gathering, Lan Cai's actions had crossed Lan Shili's bottom line.
And now, she had even colluded with an outsider, intending to harm the old master, filling Lan Shili's heart with rage.
"Lan Cai, do you still have the Lan Family in your heart?" Lan Shili shouted angrily.
Lan Cai was taken aback, not understanding why her uncle suddenly erupted in such fury, while Lan Hetu coldly sneered to himself, taking delight in the calamity.
Li Xiaoyao had already released his intention, sending a wisp of thought into the sickroom. Under the influence of his intention, the weak vitality of Lan Shanwen lay completely exposed before Li Xiaoyao's eyes.
No more delay was possible; if they waited any longer, the old man probably wouldn't live past half an hour.
"Your grandfather is about to die. I am going to save him," Li Xiaoyao said indifferently, as he stepped toward the sickroom.
Lan Shili was furious, "Stop him!"
