When Fang Shuyuan heard the three voices, his face went pale with terror. He stiffly turned his head, wanting to see who had arrived.
"Don't bother looking. You couldn't beat us anyway, so what's the point? Trying to become a fan?" the raspy voice said.
As the voice rang out, Fang Shuyuan could tell the speaker's tone was light, even managing to crack a joke. Yet, he could clearly feel a murderous intent locked tightly onto him.
He was certain that if he turned back, he would be instantly decapitated!
Immediately after, the middle-aged woman's voice chimed in, "We're just here to persuade you to give up, Family Head Fang. There's no need to be afraid."
They were obviously using a carrot-and-stick approach, ensuring Fang Shuyuan was both intimidated and unwilling to harbor secret resentment.
Finally, the first middle-aged man's voice spoke again, his tone cold and hard. "It's better if you don't meddle in Yin Li's affairs! That's all we have to say. If you still want to look for Yin Li, feel free."
"But while you can leave the Fang Family estate, I can't guarantee you'll be able to come back!"
As his words fell, a fierce killing intent filled the air.
Then, the sound of the wind whispered past…
The next second, Fang Shuyuan finally sensed movement behind him and knew it was safe to look. He turned his head, only to see that the space behind him was empty, as if no one had ever been there.
In that moment, Fang Shuyuan and Yang Li collapsed, their bodies limp and drenched in sweat.
Hearing them address Xu Ke as "Little Junior Brother," both he and Yang Li guessed who the visitors were.
They must be the Medical Saint's disciples!
What terrified them was the implication. Were all of the Medical Saint's disciples this powerful?!
Three at the Great Perfection realm in a single school! No wonder the Medical Saint could contend with the Martial Alliance!
What plunged them deeper into despair was the fact that people like these were determined to protect Xu Ke. When combined with the core power in Tianhai that Xu Ke had already gathered...
The Fang Family had no chance of revenge!
After a long silence, Fang Shuyuan's expression flickered. "Let… let it go," he said hoarsely. "Let's just put Cai Zhe's matter to rest!"
He had originally thought he could rely on the Fang Family's formidable intelligence network to pinpoint the weakest moment in Xu Ke's defenses and deliver a fatal blow.
So much for intelligence...
Hearing his words, Yang Li lowered her head. Her eyes reddened, but she said nothing. The tears of a mother simply streamed down her face like a broken string of pearls.
"Let's not get everyone else killed. Your maternal family is at stake, as is our Fang Family." Seeing his wife's state, Fang Shuyuan's heart ached, but what could he do? In the end, he could only pat her shoulder comfortingly.
After a long while, Yang Li spoke softly. "Can we go see Madame Yu and have her seal Cai Zhe's records? We'll tell the public he died of an illness."
"...Yes." Fang Shuyuan heaved a long sigh. "I'll have someone take us there!"
"Okay."
…
In a blue delivery truck not far from the Fang Family's mansion, the seemingly rust-streaked exterior concealed an interior that was a world of its own. Inside were three mahogany chairs. A coffee table was pushed against the truck's wall, cluttered with a stack of A4 paper. On it was a computer displaying a "Legend 999 " screensaver. The glimmering green light from the greatsword in the ad illuminated the dark cabin.
A moment later.
SQUEAK.
The cabin door was suddenly thrown open.
Three people leaped in.
The first was a bald, middle-aged man with a square face, dressed in a gray shirt. His features were handsome, but his expression was cold, as if someone owed him millions. Following him was a tall, white-haired elder, also clad in a gray shirt. The last was a middle-aged beauty with short hair, a lithe figure, and an elegant demeanor, a mature charm in her eyes.
"Are we just letting the Fang Family off? You really don't plan to kill a few of them?" the white-haired elder asked as soon as they were inside.
"No," the middle-aged man said indifferently. "Yuanzhou, Master already gave us our orders. Our mission is to maintain order in Jiangnan and preserve its strength as much as possible in preparation for a potential great war."
"Indeed, Second Senior Brother, don't be so bloodthirsty. They haven't really done anything, after all," the beautiful woman chuckled.
Loo Yuanzhou pouted. "Fine, then. You two are the elders here, so whatever you say, goes."
Ren Gu was of a great age and had traveled widely, yet he had only ever accepted four disciples in his life. To catch his eye, none could be ordinary. This alone proved how formidable the talents of these three were. Even if they couldn't achieve Xu Ke's inhuman, logic-defying feats, they were still absurdly strong!
The middle-aged man and Loo Yuanzhou had broken through to the Innate Great Perfection realm at forty-seven and forty-eight, respectively, while the middle-aged beauty had succeeded around the age of fifty. If Tang Yingchang were here, he would have definitely included these three in his rumored "Innate Great Perfection Breakthrough Speed Rankings."
The reason they weren't on the list was firstly that Ren Gu didn't want them to be famous, and secondly, because he himself had already been on it. Since he'd had his moment to shine, it didn't matter whether his disciples got their turn or not.
Loo Yuanzhou had once strongly disagreed with this, but later, much like Xu Ke, he fell in line after being taught a lesson.
As disciples of Ren Gu, it was impossible for them not to be skilled in the medical arts. They naturally possessed unparalleled medical skills; they had just always maintained a low profile and remained unknown. It was for this reason that the middle-aged man and woman were able to maintain their middle-aged appearances. As for Loo Yuanzhou, he had been single for too many years and couldn't be bothered to maintain his looks anymore.
After all, keeping up appearances wouldn't help him find his ideal partner. So, what was the point? What sense did it make?
Loo Yuanzhou thought for a moment, then added, "But I'm also thinking of Little Junior Brother. We should pull out the weeds by the roots for him."
The middle-aged man glanced at Loo Yuanzhou, his tone hard. "It seems to me you're just itching for a fight."
"Guyun, find a chance to spar with him."
Xiao Guyun immediately giggled. "Of course, Senior Brother!"
"Jing Wenci, aren't you going too far? I was just talking! I didn't actually do anything! Why do you have to be like this?" Loo Yuanzhou began to squawk, his raspy voice filled with extreme indignation. But even though he was verbally defiant, his actions were honest; he quickly recoiled, a look of fear in his eyes.
Clearly, although his breakthrough had been faster than Xiao Guyun's, his combat abilities had fallen far behind his junior sister's over time.
"Master said to follow orders. You're the one who isn't listening," Jing Wenci sneered, then pulled out his phone. "Drop what you're doing and get back here to drive. I don't know how to drive this thing."
「Tianhai.」
At that moment, Xu Ke, having just returned to Junyue Residence, was unaware that a crisis that should have erupted around him had been quietly smothered by the senior brother and sister he had yet to meet.
He had just stepped back into Junyue Residence.
DING—
The moment the elevator doors opened, Xu Ke looked up in surprise. "What are you doing here? Don't you have work?"
