Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1034 - 1032: Just a Worthless Life, Let Him Live for Now!

Feng Qingshui looked ashen-faced.

He knew well.

Meeting Mo Chen in this state would only lead to one result—death.

Not just death.

But complete disgrace!

Infamy for eternity!

Becoming a permanent shame for the Xuan Clan!

Lost both my son and my men, this loss was huge.

A dull pain throbbed in Feng Qingshui's heart.

He covered the bloody wound, struggling to stand up, gazing far off at Lin Fan's silhouette.

...

A deathly stare.

His scalp tingled.

His spine chilled.

Feng Qingshui dared not lift his head.

But he could vaguely feel Mo Chen's gaze scrutinizing him, eventually settling on the wound on his chest.

Instinctively, he covered it a bit, his eyes avoiding.

Since they hadn't found Yi Tianqiu yet, and because Jingnian suddenly fainted, Mo Chen either deliberately or forgetfully didn't let the hundreds of thousands of guests leave.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Feng Qingshui walked in clutching his bloodied chest.

Those hundreds of thousands of eyes, like daggers, made Feng Qingshui utterly humiliated, as if his heart was being cut.

This scene was nothing short of a public execution.

And Mo Chen's gaze was even sharper and more piercing, like a newly sharpened sword, making Feng Qingshui unable to lift his head to meet it.

"What happened?"

Mo Chen spoke.

His voice was extremely calm, but carried a heavy chill that permeated the bone.

Feng Qingshui trembled uncontrollably.

Though both were Heavenly Venerates, the gap between a Lower Heavenly Venerate of the first layer and a Middle Heavenly Venerate of the eighth layer was vast!

Besides, his age was already there, bridging the gap between them was impossible.

Having followed Mo Chen for decades, he knew well the other's temperament. He wouldn't just kill him for making a mistake.

But this time, Feng Qingshui was unsure.

This matter concerned Madame...

Moreover, he acted on his own initiative, for personal revenge.

Lin Fan dead, Jingnian must die too.

By killing Lin Fan himself, it was tantamount to killing Jingnian.

Feng Qingshui heard his own heartbeat clearly.

Thump thump!

Thump thump!

Thump thump!

Like drumming, each beat touching the soul of fear.

Mo Chen striking would mean certain death for himself.

Having lost his son, lost his men, he would have to sacrifice himself.

"Clan Leader, I..."

However.

Mo Chen raised a hand, interrupting Feng Qingshui's report.

He gravely glanced at the kneeling Feng Qingshui, seeing right through him.

Not letting Feng Qingshui speak was not wanting to kill him.

Once words are spoken, they are like water spilled.

Irretrievable.

Might as well feign ignorance, pretend not to know.

After all, killing Feng Qingshui wouldn't change the facts, just a worthless life, might as well let him be!

Feng Qingshui was stunned, staring blankly at Mo Chen, his expression extremely complex.

He knew that in Mo Chen's eyes, he was already a dead man.

"What did Lin Fan say?"

"He… He wants the Clan Leader to personally..."

"Wants me to?"

"Yes..."

Feng Qingshui gave a whimper, his cheek twitching slightly.

Blood seeped through his fingers.

His bleeding never stopped, dripping down, unknowingly forming a puddle of dark red in front of his knee.

Feng Qingshui was a bit dizzy, his vision going black.

Mo Chen took a deep breath, sighed deeply.

Gazing gently at Jingnian, he softly stroked her hair.

"Jingnian, wait for me."

With that, he gently let go and stood up.

"Let's go!"

Feng Qingshui obeyed, intending to stand.

But staggered twice, nearly falling to the ground.

Mo Chen frowned and said, "Old Feng, you should go rest, you don't need to lead the way."

Feng Qingshui paused, not sure if he felt relieved or lost.

Nodded, and withdrew.

Mo Chen immediately led his men away in haste!

The hundred thousand guests were baffled!

Watching the group go in and out, coming and going!

Went out as a large group, only returned as an injured Feng Qingshui.

Now Mo Chen was taking people out again, was he going searching or killing?

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what was happening.

...

On the main road!

Mo Chen rode his horse madly!

He was extremely anxious, scared that Lin Fan would be angered and leave.

Emphasizing and stressing repeatedly, not to provoke Lin Fan, must speak kindly and persuade him back.

But Feng Qingshui just...

Alas!

Also blamed himself for being careless, how could this matter be left to Feng Qingshui?!

"Make way, make way! Clear the road!"

The soldiers opening the way shouted.

The street, just restored to order, was a mess again.

"What's going on today? Enough already!"

"Shh! Do you want to die?! That's the Clan Leader!"

"Clan, Clan Leader?! What happened?!"

"You weren't here earlier, Feng Qingshui was badly injured, walked back alone."

"Feng Qingshui? The Clan Leader's retainer, a Lower Heavenly Venerate of the first layer Feng Qingshui?! Badly injured?! You're joking."

"No point in lying to you, besides, the whole street saw it."

"Can't be... What did I miss? So... is the Clan Leader going for revenge?"

"Don't know... But I know that person won't escape death."

In one breath, Mo Chen and his people's footsteps had already faded away.

...

"Brother Lin Fan..." Su Qiong suddenly broke the silence, speaking softly.

"Hmm?"

Lin Fan was anxiously waiting, looking even more eager than Mo Chen.

He turned his head softly responding.

"Are we... really going back?"

Su Qiong's cautious demeanor, like a startled little rabbit.

Lin Fan, affectionate, pulled Su Qiong into his embrace, gently stroking her hair.

He knew Su Qiong was afraid, and knew what she was afraid of.

"It's okay, don't worry about anything, I'm here."

"But Mo Yunsheng... Will he let us go?"

"With Mo Chen backing us, Mo Yunsheng won't dare bother us. Besides, once we heal the Clan Leader's wife, we'll leave immediately."

"Brother Lin Fan, why are you so kind?"

Lin Fan was momentarily stunned, as if his heart was hit.

Indeed? Why was he kind?

Harvesting Heart-eating Vine, the intention wasn't to save the Clan Leader's wife. It was hoping to use healing her as leverage to exchange for Su Qiong's freedom.

Now that Su Qiong was by his side, he could just ignore everything and leave.

Yet he stubbornly chose to stay, why?

Lin Fan hadn't realized this point, only dawning on him when Su Qiong pointed it out.

Maybe he didn't want to waste the painstakingly gathered Heart-eating Vine? Maybe because of Mo Ningxiang? Or perhaps because Diwu Yun'er nearly lost her life collecting the Heart-eating Vine?

Ultimately, the Clan Leader's wife was merely a fleeting guest in his long life.

Today's farewell might mean never meeting again.

Why bother with kindness? Why bother waiting?

What necessity was there to put oneself in danger?

Lin Fan couldn't help but waver, his brows deeply furrowed.

Su Qiong seeing Lin Fan's expression, realized something, hurriedly said, "Brother Lin Fan, I was just speaking nonsense, don't take it to heart. I'm just... just a bit intimidated by Mo Yunsheng... scared to return there... I didn't mean anything else..."

"Hmm, it's okay." Lin Fan's voice was cold.

Su Qiong's round eyes turned, pouting, said, "If Brother Lin Fan isn't kind, then he wouldn't be the Brother Lin Fan I know. I trust you."

Meanwhile, the rapid sound of footsteps and hoofbeats drew close.

The two looked on, dust flying.

Amidst the yellow sand, vaguely saw Mo Chen's anxious face.

Lin Fan sighed, looked at Su Qiong. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Su Qiong then gave Lin Fan a reassuring look.