Chapter 778: Chapter 775: The Most Miserable Savior in History
"What the hell!"
Once again, a shocking exclamation burst out, and the hospital guards all took a step back in unison, completely overwhelmed by the scene before them.
This situation left Lin Bingxuan speechless. No matter what she did or said, the other party would completely repeat it, making it impossible to converse with him!
Helpless, Lin Bingxuan could only turn to Xiao Tian for help: "I have no way to communicate with him now; you take over!"
Xiao Tian nodded gravely. This was their only option for the moment, and they had to hurry to complete the negotiation because no one could guarantee how long this situation would last. If Huang Feihu recovered, it would be the end for both Lin Bingxuan and himself.
With this thought, Xiao Tian sternly addressed Huang Feihu: "Now, I’m making it clear..."
Before Xiao Tian could continue, Huang Feihu’s body quivered again and he quickly turned to Xiao Tian: "I have no way to communicate with him now; you take over!"
"..." Xiao Tian was at a loss for words, unable to say anything for a long time. He could only tell Lin Bingxuan: "You better stop talking for now!"
Lin Bingxuan nodded with a bitter smile, wondering if she was the most frustrated savior ever.
Xiao Tian no longer focused on Huang Feihu’s facial expressions and body movements but instead looked him straight in the eye, saying, "If you have your own consciousness now, move your eyeballs up and down."
Upon hearing Xiao Tian’s words, Huang Feihu quickly obeyed, making great efforts to move his large round eyes up and down, looking quite comical. However, no one present could laugh.
"I won’t waste words at this point. There’s only one thing: use your family heirloom pendant to trade for the antidote for your two sons, or else you’ll join them on the road!"
Xiao Tian’s words were extremely domineering, as if he would really carry through with his threat at the slightest disagreement. Yet deep down, he was uneasy; if Huang Feihu truly refused, killing him wouldn’t solve their own problems.
But his face was full of determination, his sharp eyes piercing into Huang Feihu’s, quietly awaiting his response.
For a long time, Huang Feihu didn’t blink, and even when tears streamed down his face from his stimulated tear glands due to prolonged stares, there was no sign of his eyes moving.
"Alright!" Xiao Tian displayed a horrifying cold smile, giving Lin Bingxuan on the other side a meaningful look.
Though Lin Bingxuan was reluctant, she could only follow Xiao Tian’s direction, hoping to intimidate the opponent into compliance.
As Lin Bingxuan pondered this, she followed her previous actions, slowly channeling her True Qi into her palm, causing it to be covered in a layer of pink hue, growing more vibrant over time.
On the other side, a trace of panic appeared uncontrollably in Huang Feihu’s eyes, as his right hand involuntarily raised once more, with True Qi spontaneously covering it, shining dazzlingly golden.
Not just Huang Feihu, but the hospital guards of the Huang Family, Huang Qisheng, Huang Shangtian, and Huang Xiadi all became somewhat flustered, knowing very well that if this hit the head, Huang Feihu would surely die!
And once the Huang Family lost Huang Feihu, chaos would ensue, with those harboring ulterior motives instantly dividing the family, leading to the collapse of this ancient family heritage in a leaderless state.
Though everyone was panicked, they still clung to a sliver of hope—the still unseen elder of the Huang Family could intervene and turn the situation around.
At this moment, Lin Bingxuan’s hand suddenly started moving slowly, seemingly to give Huang Feihu time to react—just promise the conditions and the motion would immediately cease.
Yet, even at this point, no unusual phenomenon occurred. Apart from the horrified look in his eyes, Huang Feihu had no further reactions, causing everyone to hold their breath, not daring to even exhale.
In the spacious hall, the hospital guards of the Huang Family, whether lying or standing, each harbored their own thoughts, yet they all shared the same anxiety. This prolonged wait for the judgment of fate was truly an excruciating ordeal!
The hospital guards’ intense gazes suggested that even a rescue intervention by the elderly family head, a concession from Huang Feihu, or even direct action by Lin Bingxuan would be better than this slow, suffocating ordeal.
Just as Lin Bingxuan steeled herself to strike decisively, and Huang Qisheng couldn’t help but speak to agree to the terms on behalf of Huang Feihu, a hoarse yet slightly raspy voice suddenly echoed in the hall...
"If there are conditions to discuss, it’s better to talk it out. Why draw weapons unnecessarily?!"
As the voice settled, an elderly figure appeared out of nowhere at the seat initially occupied by Huang Feihu. It was the Huang Family’s Guardian God—the Seventh Elder!
The sight of this elderly figure instantly relieved everyone in the Huang Family, making their breaths calmer and more relaxed.
However, along with this relief came a wave of fear. These two unexpected young guests had managed to disturb the Seventh Elder, indicating their presence was far from simple.
At the very least, they must have a remarkable background to produce such outstanding offspring. How powerful must the family behind them be?!
In that instant, the hospital guards of the Huang Family exchanged glances, choosing to remain silent, standing aside without a word.
Equally stunned were Xiao Tian and Lin Bingxuan by the unexpected appearance of the elder.
The arrival of this elder sent a chill down Xiao Tian’s spine, feeling a sense of danger. Although the elder seemed venerable, with no visible hostility or anger in his demeanor, Xiao Tian trusted his instincts. Even at his peak, the odds of winning were only fifty-fifty!
On the other hand, Lin Bingxuan’s face had turned extremely grave. The moment the elder appeared, she felt instantly locked in place, unable to move her suspended hand even an inch.
The appearance of such a formidable adversary, especially after a fierce battle when True Qi was severely depleted, was hard to see as a good omen!
The elder looked tranquilly at the nervous faces of Xiao Tian and the grave expression of Lin Bingxuan, waving his hand, "Young friends, no need to be so tense. I’m merely an old man!"
Hearing these words, it’s hard to describe Xiao Tian and Lin Bingxuan’s thoughts, but Huang Feihu, relieved of his life’s worries, was the first to express admiration, prostrating himself on the ground.
Indeed, this Seventh Uncle not only possessed unfathomable strength but also an unparalleled ability to downplay situations!
After these words, even as Xiao Tian and Lin Bingxuan remained cautious, the elder casually waved his hand, sending a clear water-like True Qi wave sweeping through.
As the True Qi circulated, Huang Feihu’s two True Qi Cages, Xiao Tian’s Iron Chain Cross River, and Lin Bingxuan’s Endless Life all came to a temporary halt, disappearing the tense atmosphere instantly!
As if that weren’t enough, even the severely injured masters lying on the ground felt a sudden relief, the pain easing by half in an instant.
