Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1057 - 1055: Mo Yunsheng’s Lackeys Deserve a Lesson!

These two guys are definitely Mo Yunsheng's dogs!

Lin Fan thought to himself.

His guess was spot on.

Mo Qian and Mo Mo, the two brothers, indeed served under Mo Yunsheng.

Although they were both geniuses, Mo Yunsheng was dazzlingly brilliant and incomparable, and a strong candidate for the next Clan Leader. Mo Qian and Mo Mo knew they had no chance.

Rather than fighting Mo Yunsheng, they might as well cling to Mo Yunsheng's thigh.

Most of the young talents of the Xuan Clan were clinging to Mo Yunsheng's thigh.

This wasn't because Lin Fan caused Mo Yunsheng great humiliation, putting everyone in the know.

If Mo Yunsheng fell, wouldn't their previous connections be in vain?!

Therefore, the two brothers naturally held a grudge against Lin Fan.

However, Mo Qian dealt with it coldly, while Mo Mo dealt with it hotly.

One cold, one hot, a mix of water and fire.

"General Mo Mo, do you have an issue with me?"

"Cut the crap! If you've got something to say, spit it out! Do I look idle to you? Want to chit-chat like we're at home?!"

"With the enemy at the gates, General Mo Mo is naturally not idle. But as for your role in the battle, whether you're an added strength or a burden, I wouldn't know."

Lin Fan spread his hands, smiling broadly.

When Mo Mo heard this, he was somewhat puzzled, but he guessed it wasn't anything good.

"What do you mean?!"

"Did General Mo Mo not understand? It means, are you really helping or just making a mess? Don't you have a clue?"

"You!"

Blunt words made Mo Mo realize he was being mocked by this Ninth Rank Saint Emperor ant, Lin Fan!

Crazy!

Completely mad!

Do you see your own status?! A piece of trash dares to mock me?! Dares to speak in such a tone?!

"Damn you! You don't want to live, do you?! I'm chopping you up today!"

Mo Mo's eyes were fierce; while yelling, he rolled up his sleeves and strode towards Lin Fan. His slender body was straight as an angry chopstick.

"Mo Mo!"

Cold as ice, the always silent Mo Qian suddenly yelled.

This shout nailed Mo Mo to the spot.

"Bro!"

"Come back!"

Mo Mo unwillingly gave Lin Fan a vicious glare and returned to Mo Qian's side.

Mo Qian, with hands behind his back, stood straight, finally setting his gaze on Lin Fan.

Those hawk-like eyes were sharp, cold, ruthless, ferocious, indifferent...

Scanning Lin Fan from top to bottom, a slight upward curve appeared on his lips.

"Young Master Lin, what brings you?"

His voice was calm as water but hid an almost imperceptible twist.

It was sarcasm.

It was contempt.

It was disdain.

It was hostility.

A deep-seated derision towards Lin Fan from the heart.

Seemingly friendly and indifferent, yet even more incisive, provocation.

Lin Fan maintained his composure, but inside, he was quite displeased.

What the hell?! Do they really think they're so high and mighty?!

Just Mo Yunsheng's dogs, and they still act all high and mighty.

Could it be... Mo Yunsheng's arm severing hasn't spread yet?

Heh, heh.

Seems like it indeed hasn't, otherwise how could these two guys still be so arrogant, borrowing someone else's power to throw their weight around.

I could handle Mo Yunsheng and can't handle you two?!

With this thought, his displeasure vanished into thin air.

Lin Fan adopted a swaggering posture, plunking down into a chair, tilting his head, legs crossed.

"Such a way of resting could cause big problems."

"Hmm?"

Mo Qian heard, slightly squinting his eyes. Is this guy trying to educate me in military strategy?

"This place is a plain, open on all sides, without cover. Ahead is the Heavenly Falling Canyon, rugged terrain, with forests on the left, right, and behind, thick and dense, making it hard to judge the situation. Having a long rest here might be inappropriate, difficult to advance or retreat. If attacked from both sides, it becomes even more dangerous. Adding in a million-strong army, it's a significant target, easily discovered and attacked. Have spies scouted the surrounding areas?"

Mo Qian listened patiently and remained silent for a moment.

"Hahaha!"

Maniacal laughter!

Unrestrained maniacal laughter!

Lin Fan was startled, his mouth twitching slightly.

"Are you lecturing me?"

"I'm only asking."

"Please leave!"

"You must answer my question first."

Lin Fan looked confident, staring straight ahead, not dodging Mo Qian's aggressive gaze, meeting eye to eye.

Four eyes meeting, sparks flying.

Silent!

Deathly silent!

The aura from their eye contact made the air freeze, bringing a biting chill.

The wind blew.

The leaves rustled.

"Has Young Master Lin ever been in a war?"

"No."

"Then what gives you the right to instruct?"

"Common sense."

"Do you think the Shennong Clan would dare to challenge my million-strong army? That such a mighty force could be easily defeated?!"

"Does the General think this deployment is for play? Or a picnic?"

"You!"

"The moment they refused to return Wentian City, they were probably already prepared. General Mo Qian should be cautious, be on the alert, and never be careless, understand your opponent clearly."

The two exchanged verbal shots, neither yielding.

Suddenly!

Mo Qian smiled gently.

He withdrew his sharp gaze and terrifying aura.

"Please, Young Master Lin, return. Your duty is to protect the Princess. Please do your best and don't randomly point fingers. This is beyond you, ant."

Lin Fan, neither humble nor pushy.

"If attacked, and the Princess gets hurt, do you think you'll escape responsibility? Naive."

"It makes me wonder what kind of opponents were you up against before, to actually lose to you two dimwits." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

He rolled his eyes, swaggered, and walked back.

"What did you say?! Asking for death!"

Behind him.

A furious roar! The earth shook!

Mo Mo's emotions were instantly provoked, unable to suppress the anger within.

Moving swiftly, he dashed forward in an instant.

Violent!

Vicious!

Brutal!

He threw a punch at the back of Lin Fan's head!

Powerful! Relentless!

Mo Qian didn't manage to stop him.

However.

In Lin Fan's eyes, all of this was extremely slow!

Too slow!

Even making Lin Fan lose patience a bit.

He pouted, turned slowly.

Mo Mo's swinging fist was still an arm's length away from him.

"Alas, overestimating yourself."

Lin Fan sighed deeply. But there was the matter of attacking Wentian City next; injuring the main commander might cause morale to collapse.

Forget it, forget it!

Just a little lesson will do.

He didn't even bother to retaliate, keeping his hands behind his back, standing motionless.

Just slightly tilted his head to avoid Mo Mo's punch.

Mo Mo thought for sure he'd hit Lin Fan, so he put all his strength into it.

Unexpectedly, the punch swung through air!

Brushing past Lin Fan's ear.

The momentum carried him entirely forward, unstable footing, both feet skidding, his whole body was thrown into the air, spun around.

Bang!

Fell flat on his face.

Mo Qian was dumbfounded! Astonished!

He watched it all clearly from the side.

Lin Fan, did not strike!

Yet threw Mo Mo, a Dao Venerate of the fourth level Broken Path, into the air!

Inconceivable...

Mo Mo, embarrassed and sullen, shot up from the ground like a rocket.

His face flushed red with anger and humiliation.

"Ant! You!"

"Report! Report, report!"

Before Mo Mo could continue.

A soldier rushed over, panic-stricken, stuttering, sweating profusely, and in a state of panic.

The three of them saw, their hearts pounding, secretly exclaiming trouble!