The Chen family patriarch, after viewing the USB drive's contents, had a somber expression. "Jiuyang, how do you wish to handle this matter?"
"Do we save the greater good or the lesser?"
Chen Jiuyang's brow furrowed. He understood the Chen family patriarch's implication.
Saving the greater good meant making the evidence public, bringing ruin upon the Jiangnan Sect. However, the killer of Ji Lengyue's father might escape, becoming a fish that slipped through the net.
After a long period of contemplation, Chen Jiuyang said in a deep voice, "Only children make choices. I, Chen Jiuyang, am an adult. Of course, I want it all!"
Both in terms of emotion and reason, Chen Jiuyang had been saved by the Sharp Blade Legion. A year of military life within its ranks had instilled in him a strong sense of national righteousness. If he were to let the Jiangnan Sect go unpunished, his conscience would be troubled for the rest of his life.
If Ji Lengyue's father's killer managed to escape, how could he face Ji Lengyue in the future?
The Chen family patriarch nodded slowly and mused, "This matter is rather tricky."
"This requires a gradual approach. Jiuyang, your most urgent task is to improve your cultivation. I will handle these matters that are too distracting. You must not be sidetracked."
"You, Chen Jiuyang, are no longer a barefoot commoner. You have a master, a woman, you are the young master of the Chen family, and the champion of the Feng Province Martial Rankings."
"You are to participate in the True Demon Sect's Saintess Dao Companion Selection Competition, and on November fifteenth, you have a decisive battle against Xi Butui. Time is tight, you must know what is important."
Chen Jiuyang: "I know."
The Chen family patriarch continued, "I have reviewed the information on the women related to you. They are all from good families. Only Ji Lengyue has a simpler background; her family consists of ordinary folk."
"However, if you like her, my Chen family can allocate some resources to cultivate her."
"You need to talk to her. My Chen family can help her avenge her father's murder, but do not rush."
"Su Hang is not the Chen family's base of operations after all. Our influence here is limited, and there are many inconveniences in our actions. You need to consider this carefully."
Chen Jiuyang nodded, "Thank you, Patriarch. I understand."
Ji Lengyue was hot-tempered and impulsive. If he didn't talk to her, she would likely start investigating as soon as her injuries healed.
"Go. After this girl recovers from her injuries, I will train her in martial arts," the Chen family patriarch reassured Chen Jiuyang.
As someone who had risen above many of the previous generation of the Chen family to secure the position of patriarch, he was undoubtedly no ordinary person.
"Thank you, Patriarch."
Chen Jiuyang knew that the Chen family patriarch was truly trying to win him over and take care of him, all to allow him to focus on martial arts and not be overly distracted.
Chen Jiuyang found Ji Lengyue and said, "Lengyue, focus on recovering from your injuries these next few days. Your matters are my matters. I will definitely avenge your father's death."
Hearing Chen Jiuyang's words, "Your matters are my matters," Ji Lengyue's pretty face flushed. However, she did not retort, implicitly agreeing. "I will recover well."
"You can instruct the servants to handle anything you need."
"You go and attend to your business. I'm very sleepy and want to sleep..." Ji Lengyue was severely injured. Although Chen Jiuyang had treated her meticulously, her body had not yet recovered. Her body was forcing Ji Lengyue into a state of sleep to repair itself.
Watching Ji Lengyue gradually fall asleep, Chen Jiuyang withdrew from the room. Then, Yun Jingbai arrived, seeking him out to treat someone.
In the car, Yun Jingbai said, "Doctor Chen, the person I'm asking you to treat this time is my father's former superior. He was very kind to my father and treats me like his own granddaughter."
"My being able to hold a concert in Su Hang this time was also due to his recommendation."
As an independent artist, Yun Jingbai lacked the sufficient financial resources to hold a concert in Su Hang, but she had connections.
Chen Jiuyang nodded slowly, "I will do my best to treat this elder."
Chen Jiuyang treated every patient he encountered with utmost care and effort.
They arrived at an old, simple courtyard, guarded by constables from the Six Doors.
Yun Jingbai led Chen Jiuyang into the small courtyard. Inside, an old man lay on a chair, lazily basking in the sun, covered with a blanket.
Medical personnel stood nearby, ready to assist at any moment.
Yun Jingbai walked up and gently called out, "Grandpa."
The old man sat up and slowly opened his eyes, revealing a kind smile. His voice was somewhat weak, "Jingbai is here. How are the concert preparations coming along?"
"Everything is going smoothly. We're just waiting for the official performance in half a month," Yun Jingbai replied calmly and respectfully.
"Half a month. I don't know if I'll live to see it," the old man muttered, counting on his fingers, looking somewhat dejected.
"Grandpa, why say such disheartening things?" Yun Jingbai said, displeased. "You will definitely live for a long time."
"This time, I specifically brought a friend of mine who is an excellent doctor to see you. My paralysis was cured by him."
The old man said indifferently, "Jingbai, I don't have much life left. So many renowned national doctors have examined me, and none could cure me. I don't hold out much hope either. I just want to spend the rest of my days peacefully."
"You shouldn't cause me trouble. If a doctor examines me, and then I have to undergo tests, it's very troublesome. I don't want that."
This old man was somewhat childlike, refusing to be bothered and wanting to reject the doctor Yun Jingbai had brought.
In Chen Jiuyang's eyes, the old man was filled with the aura of death, but a faint phantom image of golden dragon scales above his brow was holding onto his last breath.
Chen Jiuyang was curious. When Yun Jingbai was poisoned, there was also a similar golden dragon scale that needed to protect her life.
Now, this old man was the same. What exactly was this phantom image of golden dragon scales?
Chen Jiuyang stepped forward and took the old man's pulse. After a moment, he said, "The examination is complete, elder. Your body can still be treated. If I were to treat you, you could live for at least another decade or two."
His words shocked everyone present. What was the background of this young man to speak with such confidence?
It wasn't a matter of ill omen, but rather that this elder was a former high-ranking official in Su Hang. He had retired due to poor health to enjoy his later years. Renowned national-level medical experts had examined him, but there was no cure.
Even the old man himself had given up.
This young man, after taking the old man's pulse, dared to claim he could cure him.
Upon hearing Chen Jiuyang's words, the old man was stunned for a moment. "Boy, are you trying to trick me?"
Yun Jingbai also stared intently at Chen Jiuyang, "Doctor Chen, are you speaking the truth?"
Chen Jiuyang smiled faintly, "This elder's body has no serious issues, nor is he poisoned. It's just that he worked too hard in the past, causing his body to become too weak. There was never a suitable prescription for conditioning, which led to his current condition."
"Western medicine treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and Western medicine damages the kidneys. The kidneys are the root of life in the human body."
"Give me an hour, and I can immediately make this elder as good as new."
Hearing Chen Jiuyang's words, the old man's cloudy eyes gradually lit up. "Boy, if you can cure me and allow me to live for another decade or two, I guarantee you can walk sideways in Su Hang without anyone daring to speak against you!"