Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1090 - 1088: Coward, Can’t Even Attack an Empty City?!

"Everyone! March quickly! Pick up the pace!"

"Hurry, hurry! Everyone, stay alert!"

"Wentian is right ahead! Take Wentian, revive the Xuan Clan!"

Mo Qian walked at the forefront of the army, and from afar, he saw the wide-open gates of Wentian City, which made his heart surge with excitement. He immediately raised his arm and shouted.

The army responded, their momentum reaching the sky.

"Take Wentian, revive the Xuan Clan!"

"Take Wentian, revive the Xuan Clan!"

The roar echoed between heaven and earth, resounding throughout the Sumeru Continent.

Although it seemed now that Mo Qian was leading the army with high spirits, brimming with vitality.

They had cringed at the outpost earlier, too afraid to show themselves.

The outpost was silent, something felt off, there must be a trap!

After much hesitation and uncertainty, Mo Qian finally ordered a spy to investigate the situation.

However.

The spy's report left everyone embarrassed, utterly awkward.

The outpost was deserted!

Damn it! They had been scared for no reason, frightening themselves the whole time!

Mo Qian's face turned a mix of blue and red, exchanging awkward glances.

Now, Mo Qian seemed to have forgotten his earlier awkward appearance, as if this great victory was won by him, and the city of Wentian was reclaimed by him.

With his head held high, the sound of horse hooves was majestic and overwhelming.

The awkwardness on Mo Qian's face vanished, replaced by an extremely proud smile.

He never imagined that Wentian City could be reclaimed so effortlessly!

Now he could show off in front of Mo Chen... no, Mo Yunsheng.

Yi Gangmu had led the Shennong Clan army away completely, not leaving a single soldier behind.

The Xuan Clan army led by Mo Qian ventured into Wentian City like stepping into an uninhabited territory, encountering no resistance or obstruction as they smoothly entered the city.

"Quick! Search every place thoroughly! Don't let any corner go unchecked!"

"All Shennong Clan soldiers, kill on sight!"

But there were no Shennong soldiers left in the city; saying this was just for show, making him appear extraordinarily brave.

At this moment, Mo Qian was arrogant and domineering, standing at the gates of Wentian City, giving directions with grand gestures.

The army surged into the city like a tide, dispersing according to Mo Qian's orders, executing commands.

Lin Fan held Diwu Yun'er in his arms, coldly watching Mo Qian's commanding manner.

Whether intentionally or not, Mo Qian never looked at Lin Fan as if what stood before him was not two living people but a pile of air.

"Yun'er!"

A graceful figure flew out from beside Mo Qian, violently bumping into Mo Qian's shoulder.

Mo Qian staggered, almost falling to the ground.

He was about to explode in anger but found it was Mo Ningxiang, so he swallowed the curse back down.

Mo Ningxiang pounced beside Diwu Yun'er, looking at the peacefully quiet Diwu Yun'er, her heart clenched.

"Lin Fan... Yun'er, Yun'er, what's... what's wrong with her?"

"Is she asleep?"

Her voice trembled, tears welling up in her eyes.

She gently touched Diwu Yun'er's face with her trembling hand, her sleeping appearance even more heartbreaking.

Lin Fan sighed lightly and said, "Little Princess... it's my fault for not protecting Yun'er, which is why she ended up like this... just assume she's temporarily asleep..."

"Yun'er!"

Although Mo Ningxiang was still young, she was exceptionally clever.

Even though Lin Fan's words did not directly clarify, she understood the meaning behind them.

She felt remorse and regret in her heart.

If it wasn't because she was kidnapped, Diwu Yun'er wouldn't have come to rescue her. If Diwu Yun'er hadn't come, the subsequent events wouldn't have happened, and she wouldn't have ended up like this.

Tears streamed down her face as she collapsed onto Diwu Yun'er, sobbing and shaking endlessly.

Everyone present empathized deeply, a wave of sorrow washing over them.

Of course.

Except Mo Qian!

Although he didn't have a grudge against Diwu Yun'er directly, because she was Lin Fan's woman, he naturally didn't have any good feelings towards her due to the company she kept.

This time, with Diwu Yun'er ending up like this, Lin Fan lost a helper, making Mo Qian somewhat glad.

After commanding the army, Mo Qian swaggered over with his hands behind his back. Not only did he not show any mourning, but a hint of a smile could also be seen!

Arrogant!

Overbearing!

Inhuman!

"Oh, what happened to Miss Diwu? Ending up like this, tsk, tsk, tsk."

Clearly hearing Lin Fan and Mo Ningxiang's conversation, Mo Qian still intentionally asked, adding salt to their wounds.

His tone was light and casual, not seeming concerned but more like a provocation and mockery.

"You certainly arrived just in time."

Lin Fan shot a glance, eyes cold as glaciers, faintly tinged with killing intent.

He didn't think Mo Qian arriving a bit earlier would have saved Diwu Yun'er.

However, seeing Mo Qian with his "I conquered Wentian City" boastful look was intolerably irritating!

He did nothing and just reaped the benefits.

And to gain so easily yet act falsely modest, truly asking for a beating!

Lin Fan clenched his fist, veins popping.

"Naturally, upon hearing that General Lin was trapped, we rushed here day and night at the fastest speed."

"Is that so? Perhaps you were delayed at the outpost? The Shennong Clan had already retreated; the outpost was deserted. How did you get delayed? Fearful of attacking an empty city, were you?"

Long having seen through Mo Qian's poorly concealed embarrassment, Lin Fan mocked with sarcasm.

Mo Qian's face turned pitch black as ink in an instant, twitching uncontrollably at the corners.

Really hitting where it hurts!

Lin Fan's words and expression truly infuriated him to the point of smoking from his head.

"Bullshit!"

Mo Qian's face, reddened to the extreme, erupted like a volcano, pointing at Lin Fan's nose in rage.

He hadn't even started holding Lin Fan accountable for Mo Mo's severed meridians, and now he dared to provoke!

"Certainly, I have no proof. But whether or not you were scared, you know well in your heart."

"You're courting death!"

Mo Qian lunged forward in a stride, grabbing Lin Fan's collar and holding a military knife to his throat.

Lin Fan glanced disdainfully at the military knife, the corner of his mouth slightly lifting in contempt.

"General Mo Qian is indeed mighty now! How come you weren't so valiant when Wentian City had 500,000 Shennong Clan soldiers stationed? Being tough on your own people is indeed boldly imposing. Did General Mo Qian not cry in fear at the outpost just now?"

Mo Qian was instantly provoked to rage, eyes near bursting, hair standing on end in anger.

The hand on the hilt trembled violently.

He seemed to want to act but didn't dare.

Seeing Mo Qian tremble with fury yet doing nothing but glare viciously, Lin Fan sneered.

"What's wrong, scared again?"

However, Mo Qian's tense body suddenly relaxed, he lightly closed his eyes, his breathing becoming calm.

No need for anger; this guy won't live long.

Don't forget, the current Clan Leader is his own person, Mo Yunsheng.

Once back in the Xuan Clan Main City, he will certainly be taught a lesson!

He hinted to himself inwardly.