Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1053 - 1051: The Whereabouts of Yi Tianqiu

Mo Chen and Dongmen Nu were drawn to the shouting.

They looked over simultaneously.

To see Lin Fan, surrounded by over ten attendants.

Holding the unconscious Mo Ningxiang, kneeling on the ground.

"Xiang'er!"

Mo Chen's heart was shocked, he withdrew his aura and rushed over.

Since he withdrew his aura instantly, Dongmen Nu was caught off guard, his legs went weak, and he fell to the ground.

Covered in dust, looking utterly embarrassed!

Yet, no one noticed his awkward expression.

"Xiang'er! Xiang'er! What happened to you?!"

The lady had just awoken; the daughter absolutely cannot have any incident!

Mo Ningxiang's eyes were tightly closed, her face deathly pale, with no response to Mo Chen's calling.

Mo Chen's face was ashen, anxiously glancing between Mo Ningxiang and Lin Fan.

"Young Master Lin..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

Lin Fan already removed his hand from Mo Ningxiang's pulse, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Clan Leader, it's alright. The little princess is simply overly startled and has temporarily fainted; her body is not in trouble."

Upon hearing this, Mo Chen let out a long breath, his heart easing.

"That's good... that's good..."

After speaking.

He suddenly turned his head, his eyes ablaze with fury, glaring menacingly at Dongmen Nu.

At this moment, he no longer cared about the other's identity and background.

He only knew that Dongmen Nu caused Mo Ningxiang to be startled!

In an instant, rationality snapped.

"Dongmen Nu!"

He roared, filled with murderous intent, rushing over.

At that time.

Dongmen Nu had just, while thinking no one was watching, secretly stood up from the ground, patting the dust from his pants.

On hearing the roar, he looked up, facing Mo Chen's ferocious face charging towards him.

Scared, he gasped, retreating repeatedly.

"What exactly is your purpose?!"

Mo Chen roared like thunder, grabbing Dongmen Nu's collar.

Lin Fan, Diwu Yun'er, and Su Qiong were dumbfounded!

The current Mo Chen was completely different from before!

Earlier he almost knelt to Dongmen Nu, but now he looked like he wanted to swallow him whole.

The three exchanged glances, delighted.

Mo Chen was finally furious!

Dongmen Nu couldn't escape this disaster!

However.

They were mistaken.

Mo Chen only slightly lost his mind, his brain unable to control his limbs.

Dongmen Nu, after all, was a prodigy of the younger generation.

Although he hadn't experienced too many storms, he was excellent at controlling his emotions.

After the initial fright, he quickly regained his composure.

Upon seeing Dongmen Nu's expression, Mo Chen seemed to awaken from a dream, hesitated, and calmed down.

Dongmen Nu's aura returned instantly, while Mo Chen was subdued.

Everything was back to normal.

"Clan Leader Mo."

Dongmen Nu's voice was cold, like frost.

He said no more, glancing at Mo Chen's hand gripping his collar.

Mo Chen was taken aback, quickly released, stepped back a few steps, saying nothing.

In an instant.

Back to square one.

The gap between the Xuan Clan and the Heavenly Clan was truly too large!

If today they angered Dongmen Nu, the entire Xuan Clan would not fare well!

Dongmen Nu sneered, tidying his disheveled clothes.

"Clan Leader Mo doesn't seem too pleased with me?"

"No, not at all."

"I'm also very concerned about the little princess's fainting. After all, she is my fiancée."

"..."

"Is everything alright?"

"Everything's fine, thanks to Young Master Dongmen for your kindness."

"Good! For these three days, you must take good care, and not let the little princess be hurt in any way. Three days from now, I'm proposing, if the little princess suffers grievance, you should know the consequences."

"..." Mo Chen swallowed, eyes heavy, brows furrowed.

"Three days from now, we'll be family. Let's just forget about today's incident! This ant did save my mother-in-law, I'll let him live."

Dongmen Nu deliberately spoke loudly, provocatively looking at Lin Fan.

"Clan Leader Mo! Three days from now, don't forget the proposal!"

Arrogant, overbearing!

Dongmen Nu flamboyantly waved his hand, over ten attendants quickly followed.

Leaving everyone with a chic and arrogant silhouette.

Leaving.

Mo Chen did not say another word, silenced like a mute.

His face ashen, head bowed, eyes dull, brows furrowed, fists clenched.

Trembling.

Unable to stop trembling.

Because of fear, because of anger, because of unwillingness.

His heart sank like it was falling into a deep pool, sinking ever deeper, reaching the depths.

Freezing cold.

Freezing the body stiff.

"Clan Leader, are you really going to marry Ningxiang to Dongmen Nu?! Do you not know what kind of person Dongmen Nu is?" Diwu Yun'er saw Mo Chen's lack of resistance and naturally wanted to speak up for Mo Ningxiang.

Taking a few steps forward to Mo Chen, questioning.

Mo Chen was suddenly awakened, his bowed head slightly lifted, his eyes filled with sternness but also sadness.

This look stunned Diwu Yun'er, his throat seemed to choke, a belly full of rage couldn't be expressed.

"Do I not know."

"But…"

Mo Chen looked toward Dongmen Nu's direction.

This is not just his matter, nor just Mo Ningxiang's matter, but concerns the survival of the entire Xuan Clan.

"Let's go back first."

He spoke softly, full of lament.

Endless helplessness, endless bitterness.

...

On the main hall.

Mo Ningxiang had been taken back to her room to rest.

Mo Chen, Lin Fan, Diwu Yun'er, and Su Qiong sat in silence, unable to speak.

The empty hall felt even more desolate.

"Absolutely cannot let Ningxiang marry that dog Dongmen Nu!" Diwu Yun'er said indignantly.

No one responded.

Everyone knew this, but had no way.

"Are we just going to watch Ningxiang fall into the abyss?!" Diwu Yun'er roared with a crying voice.

Still no answer.

This question, too difficult! The price too great!

Very likely, it's the life of the entire Xuan Clan.

"Is there no way at all..." Diwu Yun'er's voice trembled, helpless, powerless.

Way? What way could there be?

The opponent is the Heavenly Clan!

High above, irresistible Heavenly Clan!

On the Sumeru Continent, is there a way to counter the Heavenly Clan's power?

Obviously—no.

Everyone was downcast, sighing repeatedly.

"Can't we hide Ningxiang away for a while, escape for a bit?" Diwu Yun'er cried, suggesting.

"Where can she be taken? The world is large, yet you can't escape the Heavenly Clan's grasp." Mo Chen lamented. "Moreover, without ample reason, if Dongmen Nu comes looking three days later and can't find her, he will surely fly into a rage at that time..."

At this moment.

"Report!"

"Found Yi Tianqiu's whereabouts!"

The attendant's voice was full of excitement.

But Mo Chen had no mood to care about this matter, waving to dismiss them, not bothering to pay attention.

"Wait!" Lin Fan suddenly stopped the attendant who was about to leave, asking. "Where is Yi Tianqiu?"

"Young Master Lin, things are urgent, why care about Yi Tianqiu now? Let's solve this immediate issue first."

Lin Fan ignored Mo Chen, still looking at the attendant.

"In Wentian City."

"Wentian?!"

The attendant's answer startled Mo Chen!

"The Wentian City gifted to the Shennong Clan?!"

"Yes…"

"That kid! His legs are pretty fast! If you hadn't mentioned it I'd have forgotten! Want to take my city when he can't cure the person? Damnit!"

Mo Chen couldn't help but curse! This can't be tolerated!

"Immediately send someone! Take back Wentian City for me! Can't cure the person but has the face to occupy my city?!"

Listening to Mo Chen's angry shout, Lin Fan's eyes rolled, inspiration struck.

"Clan Leader Mo, rather than sending someone to reclaim Wentian City, why not let me go."

"You?!" Mo Chen was puzzled.

"But, you'd need to lend me someone."

Lin Fan gave a mysterious smile, winking at Mo Chen.