Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1109 - 1107: The End of Fate

A secluded and deserted corner of the Xuan Clan's Main City.

No one around, silent and soundless.

A sudden sound.

Lin Fan and Feng Qingshui suddenly appeared.

Startling a few dog barks.

Lin Fan expressionless, pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword to untie Feng Qingshui.

Without waiting for him to speak.

Feng Qingshui immediately knelt on one knee, bowing in front of Lin Fan.

"Thank you, Young Master Lin, for rescuing me."

Lin Fan was taken aback, why is this guy performing such a grand gesture, clearly he still holds a grudge against me for the death of his son.

His face didn't quite know what expression to wear, just slightly surprised at the other's action, he quickly helped Feng Qingshui up from the ground with both hands.

"Old Feng, there's no need for such courtesy."

"Young Master Lin disregarded past grudges, risked life to save this old man, deeply grateful."

Feng Qingshui said, again wanting to clasp his fists in salute.

Lin Fan couldn't bear it, quickly stopped him: "Old Feng, it's really unnecessary, I saved you to seek a truth, not truly for your life."

Speaking the truth sometimes comes out better.

Feng Qingshui paused, smiled slightly, straightened his body.

"Young Master Lin is truly a straightforward speaker, quick and forthright."

"No need, I'm here because..."

"I understand Young Master Lin saved me due to the Clan Leader's death."

"Old Feng, please mind not."

"It's fine."

Feng Qingshui waved his hand, smiled faintly, yet suddenly coughed violently, his body very weak, ragged and covered in wounds, as if he had just walked from the gates of hell, if not for Lin Fan, he would have been annihilated.

His face pale, stumbled to find a place to sit, still coughing fiercely.

For a long time.

He finally caught his breath, let out a long sigh.

"Old, the body is useless."

Lin Fan remained silent, unsure of Feng Qingshui's intentions.

Feng Qingshui suddenly raised his head, seeing Lin Fan's serious and solemn expression, smiled slightly.

"Is Young Master Lin still resentful towards me because of Feng Yexuan?"

Lin Fan was stunned, the topic he most feared to avoid, Feng Qingshui actually brought it up himself, and his expression, demeanor, and tone were so relaxed, like discussing a matter with no relation to him at all.

Feng Yexuan was his son, punched to death by Lin Fan.

Has Feng Qingshui gone mad?

Lin Fan couldn't understand.

He blinked, puzzled and wary, looking at Feng Qingshui, still silent.

"Young Master Lin need not guard against me, Feng Yexuan's death, I've accepted it, it was his own doing."

Feng Qingshui sighed deeply, his eyes showed some loneliness and helplessness.

No longer the previous cruelty or anger.

Lin Fan couldn't have imagined, Feng Qingshui would say such words, is he trying to reconcile with me?

The feud of a son's death goes unanswered?

"Feng Yexuan chose Mo Yunsheng, this was destined, even if you didn't kill him, someday Mo Yunsheng would have."

Feng Qingshui was feeling lost, his eyes fixedly staring at the ground, full of emotions.

"Well..."

Lin Fan didn't know what to say to comfort Feng Qingshui.

"Actually, I didn't mean it, it was just Feng Yexuan was too weak, who would've thought he'd die from just one punch."

Once spoken.

Lin Fan felt somewhat arrogant, this was not comforting at all, it was showing off!

Rubbing salt in the wound!

Feng Qingshui suddenly raised his head, looking dazedly at Lin Fan, revealing a bitter smile.

A helpless bitter smile.

He sighed deeply, slightly shook his head and changed the topic.

If the topic continued, he feared he would die of anger on the spot.

"Clan Leader Mo Chen was indeed schemed and killed by Mo Yunsheng, but it was Mo Hai who acted."

"Mo Hai?"

"Yes, Dongmen Nu also participated, he and Mo Yunsheng plotted to seize the position of Xuan Clan's Clan Leader, selling the Xuan Clan to the Heavenly Clan."

Lin Fan's corner of the eye twitched, he knew Dongmen Nu would definitely meddle, but didn't expect the involvement to be this deep.

It appears Mo Ningxiang was merely an excuse for Dongmen Nu, his ambition was to consume the entire Xuan Clan.

What a big appetite!

"Of course, there's me."

Feng Qingshui spoke lightly, with remorse and regret.

"Even though I've woken up to it, it's already too late."

"I'm also one of the murderers who caused the death of Clan Leader Mo Chen."

Feng Qingshui's body began to tremble vigorously, devastated and heartbroken.

Suddenly.

A hand rested on his shoulder, warm currents flowed into his body.

Feng Qingshui was stunned, looking up he saw Lin Fan's smiling face like a spring breeze, his heart stunned, lost in a trance.

...

"One day?! How is that possible?! What a load of nonsense! How can this brat stir up any waves?! I'm not afraid!"

Even though Mo Hai said this, his body was honestly pacing back and forth in the Main Hall, anxious and restless.

The empty Main Hall echoed with his quick footsteps.

Furious expression, his face turned liver-like purple red, extremely unpleasant.

Lin Fan returned, took away Feng Qingshui, even almost killed Mo Yunsheng.

Mo Hai felt like his head was about to split, his heart inexplicably excited and frightened.

Mo Yunsheng, however, sat calmly in his chair, holding his forehead with one hand, staring blankly forward, his gaze empty, his spirit flown outside.

"What do we do now?! What do we do?!"

"Simply ask for help from Dongmen Nu? He surely has a way, he has experience dealing with Lin Fan, just tell him."

"Or... or simply have him lead troops to attack the Xuan Clan, we take this chance to stage a scene, win the hearts of the people?"

"Or…or just run! Leave this damn place, saving our lives is more important, once Lin Fan leaves the Xuan Clan, we'll come back and fight again."

Mo Hai was as anxious as ants in a hot pot, spinning round and round.

But seeing Mo Yunsheng's unhurried manner made him even more nervous, rushing forward.

"Son... Clan Leader! Now is life and death, you can't take it lightly, must give it serious attention."

"How do you know I'm not paying attention?" Mo Yunsheng lazily lifted his eyelids, glanced at Mo Hai, softly said.

"You pay attention, you... you pay attention you should have said so earlier... made me worried and afraid. I knew the Clan Leader would certainly handle this matter well."

Mo Hai felt a sense of killing intent from Mo Yunsheng's eyes, quickly grinning awkwardly.

"I can certainly handle it well, and I've thought of a perfect plan."

"What plan?"

Mo Hai now in front of Mo Yunsheng, had completely lost a father's dignity, merely a fawning small man, only blindly anxious, giving foolish directions.

For Mo Yunsheng, there were countless such people, Mo Hai no longer held any value.

Moreover, once Mo Hai turns against him, he's a constant threat.

Mo Yunsheng sat straight, showing Mo Hai a sinister smile.

Mo Hai instantly felt a chill down his spine, numbness on his scalp, a bad feeling arose like an electric current scurrying through his body, paralyzing him to inaction.

Thump—

Thump—

Thump—

In the dead silent hall, Mo Hai's heartbeat suddenly echoed, growing louder and louder until it filled the entire Main Hall.

Even Mo Yunsheng could hear it clearly.

"As a father, shouldn't you sacrifice something for your son?"

Mo Hai's heart skipped a beat, hurriedly staggered backward, unnoticed a step underfoot, tumbling down.

"Mo…Mo Yunsheng…you…what do you…what do you want to do?"

His heart was already in chaos, eyes terrified and helpless, looking at Mo Yunsheng, his upper and lower teeth constantly chattering, shivering. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Dad, did you kill Mo Chen?"

Mo Yunsheng's cold smile, sinister eerie.

Seeing this made Mo Hai involuntarily gasp, those eyes glaring straight at him, carrying a crazed and violent killing intent.

Suddenly.

Fear swept over entirely.

Mo Hai felt hopeless and helpless, knowing he had no way to stop his son Mo Yunsheng.

Meanwhile.

He also knew he reached the end of his destiny.