"Zhong Lao, letâs go and escort the young miss out of Zhonghai now," said the Battle Wolf, his eyes turning to Zhong Lao, who nodded in agreement.
"Mr. Ye, goodbye."
Zhong Lao said to Ye Luo, then quickly left the place with the Battle Wolf following behind.
Ye Luo looked at the token in his hand, emblazoned with the character for âwarâ, a contemplative look flickering in his eyes.
"Battle Wolf, why would the old master let you give the War Order to that Ye Luo?"
Elsewhere, Zhong Lao and the Battle Wolf were walking side by side as the former gazed at the latter with eyes full of astonishment.
"He has helped the young miss several times, itâs not strange for the old master to give him the War Order. Besides, given his performance earlier, he well deserved the War Order," Battle Wolf said in an indifferent tone, his eyes gleaming sharply.
"You were here early?" Zhong Lao exclaimed, startled.
"Mhm, but after I saw that move he performed earlier, I chose not to show myself."
"The move that Ye Luo used earlier was indeed terrifying, and for someone of his age to have such martial prowess, itâs possible he has a hidden master behind him, or he might even be from the Hidden Sect," Zhong Lao said, narrowing his eyes, which shone with light as he spoke. "Moreover, this young man also discerned the young missâs constitution and True Qi seed.
Battle Wolfâs eyes flickered with a strange light, but he remained silent.
...
In Zhonghai, inside a house in an ordinary residential area.
Dressed in a one-piece dress, Lin Xiaoyan returned home, where a middle-aged woman walked out of the kitchen, with a loving smile on her face as she saw Lin Xiaoyan.
"Xiaoyan, youâre back, come wash your hands and eat."
"Okay, Mom."
Lin Xiaoyan smiled sweetly and walked into the living room, where a middle-aged man sat in a wheelchair, covered with a wool blanket, his square face carrying a peaceful expression and the demeanor of a kind father.
"Dad!"
With a playful smile, Lin Xiaoyan ran up to the middle-aged man, her behavior resembling that of a little girl.
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Xiaoyan with a benevolent smile on his lips.
"Dad, I have something to tell you."
"What is it, Xiaoyan?"
Looking directly at her father, Lin Xiaoyan said, "Dad, Iâve found a Divine Doctor for you. His acupuncture skills are extraordinary. May I invite him over tomorrow to treat your legs?"
"Xiaoyan, I know you care deeply about dadâs legs, but you canât just trust anyone. Youâre young and naive; it wouldnât be good if someone deceives you," the middle-aged man said, stroking Lin Xiaoyanâs head.
"Yes, Xiaoyan, there are many swindlers out there claiming to be Divine Doctors. You mustnât trust people so easily," the middle-aged woman chimed in as she walked over and spoke.
"Mom, Dad, you donât have to worry about me. He really is a Divine Doctor. Today, he even revived a liver cancer patient who was declared dead at the hospital and even cured them completely, all with his skillful acupuncture. I saw it with my own eyes," Lin Xiaoyan hastened to say.
"This..."
Both the middle-aged man and the middle-aged woman were taken aback.
"Is that really true?" The middle-aged woman, who was also Lin Xiaoyanâs mother, wore an expression of astonishment.
"Of course, what Iâm saying is the absolute truth. His acupuncture skills are really amazing, and there might be a chance for Dad to stand up again. That way, Mom, you wouldnât have to work so hard."
"If itâs true, that personâs medical skills must be very impressive."
The middle-aged man nodded and said.
"Then, Dad, you agree to let me bring this person to treat you?"
Lin Xiaoyan looked at the middle-aged man with a face full of hope.
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Xiaoyan with a kindly smile and said, "Since itâs a kind thought from my daughter, naturally, I canât let it go to waste. Bring him over tomorrow."
"Okay, Dad, Iâll bring him over after work tomorrow, hoping he can help Dad stand up."
Lin Xiaoyan smiled happily, her smile radiantly bright.
In the quiet of the night, in a room, Lin Xiaoyanâs parents lay in bed.
"Tianhai, do you think that person can heal your legs?"
The middle-aged woman couldnât help but ask.
"You and I both know the condition of my legs; even a person with great medical skills would probably find it difficult to heal them, unless someone from the Elixir Sect were to intervene. But how could someone from the Elixir Sect appear in a city."
The middle-aged man smiled faintly, but his smile was filled with endless desolation.
The middle-aged womanâs expression darkened and she said, "Tianhai, itâs all my fault. If it werenât for me, your life wouldnât have been ruined and you wouldnât have to spend your life in a wheelchair."
The middle-aged man hugged the woman and said, "Huixian, how can you say that? In this life, as long as I can be with you, Iâm willing to endure everything. Youâve made so many sacrifices for me, willingly sharing this modest life with me, and yet I have no ability to take care of you and our daughter. Iâm the one who owes you both."
The middle-aged womanâs eyes sparkled with tears as she said in a low voice, "I just hope they donât find this place, and our family can continue to live peacefully."
Hearing the middle-aged womanâs words, a sharp look flashed in Lin Tianhaiâs eyes as he said, "If they truly intend to annihilate us completely, I, Lin Tianhai, am willing to give my life to protect you and Xiaoyan."
"No... donât, Tianhai, I just want the three of us to be together."
With tears in her eyes, the middle-aged woman spoke in a heart-wrenching tone.
...
In Huaxia, at a hidden location.
A man dressed in blood-red clothing emanated a terrifying murderous intent. The intense killiuggestion aura filled the space, instilling fear in anyone around him. Kneeling before this man was an individual dressed in black.
"In the area under my control, Blood Shadow, a Heavenly-Level assassin has actually been killed. This is simply a humiliation to Blood Shadow."
This man exuded a cold and fearsome aura, his eyes gathering a blood-red glow.
"Spread the word, all the Wolf Clan leadersâ Heavenly-Level assassins in Huaxia are authorized to take action against this person. Whoever kills him will receive a Blood Pill."
The man in the blood-red clothing spoke with an icy voice.
"Yes."
The man kneeling on the ground trembled, cold sweat appearing on his forehead, and he nodded before quickly walking out.
"To challenge the might of the Wolf Clan is to choose death!"
The man in the blood-red clothing surged with a blood-colored light, his terrifying presence as though it could freeze the very void.
Minutes later, Heavenly-Level assassins from the Wolf Clan organization in various parts of Huaxia started heading towards Zhonghai, all with the goal of executing Ye Luo and obtaining the Blood Pill.
Meanwhile, Ye Luo was completely unaware of the imminent threat of assassination from the numerous Heavenly-Level assassins of the Wolf Clan organization.