The seven people still in the dog-eating-shit posture: "..."
You're afraid?
Where did that arrogant woman who insulted dogs and beat dogs go?
The gloomy youth: "..."
Did this young master threaten you?
Fine, he admitted, he did have a slight hint of threat in his tone.
Ye Lingyuan, watching the dramatic performance of a certain woman, couldn't help but feel a mischievous urge. Sudanese Novel Network
He gently patted Zi Linling's back, soothing her tenderly, "Don't be afraid, Lin'er! With this King here, who dares to threaten you!"
His first sentence was as gentle as water, but his second sentence was chillingly cold, even the face-changing in Peking Opera couldn't compare.
The gloomy youth suddenly felt a chill run through his body, as if he had fallen into a winter lake.
What's going on? Why is it suddenly so cold?
He subconsciously began to circulate his spiritual energy, attempting to dispel the bone-chilling cold.
However, as soon as his spiritual energy began to flow, he was involuntarily sent flying outwards.
And the direction he flew was exactly where the six dog baits and one dog were.
At the same time, a cold voice echoed in his ear.
"We are indeed arrogant, but who can we blame when we encounter people who aren't even human?"
The gloomy youth was greatly shocked, wanting to act, but it was already too late.
To be precise, there was nothing he could do.
Because as his body flew out, he had already lost control of it.
With a "bang!", the gloomy youth made intimate contact with the ground.
The posture was no different from the previous six baits and one dog.
"Pfft!"
The gloomy youth spat out a mouthful of blood.
As one of the young masters of the Zi family, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
"I'll kill you all! Pfft!"
The gloomy youth roared, spitting out another mouthful of blood.
Because he discovered that his body was immobile, forced to maintain the same posture as the six baits and one dog.
"Hee hee! You're all like dogs, and you're still so fierce!"
A clear, cold girlish voice rang out, utterly devoid of its earlier delicate tone.
"Lin'er, didn't I tell you before? Don't speak human language to dogs!"
Ye Lingyuan looked at his Lin'er with a fawning expression, completely devoid of the earlier fierce and imposing aura.
Zi Linling gave him a thumbs-up and said, "Your Highness is mighty! It seems I misunderstood Your Highness's meaning. I thought that statement only applied to dogs, I didn't realize it also applied to the dog owner?"
Ye Lingyuan shook his head and said solemnly, "Lin'er is still too kind-hearted. Dog owners are naturally compared to dogs, otherwise, how could they be called dog, *owner*?"
Zi Linling appeared to have a sudden realization and said, "Your Highness's words are reasonable, I have learned a great deal!"
The couple, one teaching and one learning, looked like a diligent student and a learned tutor.
The gloomy youth "pfft"ed and spat out another mouthful of blood.
This time, he couldn't even speak.
It wasn't because Ye Lingyuan had sealed his voice, but because he was infuriated.
"Clap, clap, clap..." A round of applause sounded.
"Your words are extremely insightful, I am impressed!"
As the applause and voice faded, a middle-aged man, about eighty percent similar to Shen Liuxing, walked in.
The middle-aged man was adorned with various precious ornaments, making him appear nothing short of ostentatious.
He walked up to Zi Linling and Ye Lingyuan, cupped his fists, and said, "Patriarch Zi, His Royal Highness the Underworld King, I am Shen Wenqing, the current patriarch of the Shen family. May I have the audacity to sit here?"
Shen Wenqing said as he looked at the stool next to Ye Lingyuan.
"Of course! Patriarch Shen, please!"
Zi Linling smiled and gestured to the stool beside her.
As the saying goes, one should not hit a smiling person.
Shen Wenqing was polite from beginning to end, without any overbearing behavior.
Therefore, their attitude towards him was naturally much gentler.
"Thank you! Patriarch Zi is truly as beautiful as a nation, and as heroic as a woman. No wonder my Liuxing misses you so dearly!"
Shen Wenqing sat down without any pretense.
He neither had the airs of an elder nor made any deliberate attempts to flatter.
But one who could hold the position of Shen family patriarch would not be an ordinary person.
Therefore, with just one sentence, he established a connection with Zi Linling and Ye Lingyuan.
"The Liuxing that Patriarch Shen mentioned is..."
Although Zi Linling had guessed some of it, she did not say it out loud.
Leaving room for speech allowed for both advancement and retreat.
Shen Wenqing cursed inwardly at the cunning fox, but with a smile, he said, "Patriarch Zi need not doubt, Shen Liuxing is indeed my son!"
As expected!
Zi Linling smiled faintly, "Oh, I wonder how young Master Shen's health has been recently?"
Shen Wenqing smiled and said, "Thank you for Patriarch Zi's concern. Liuxing has a thin fortune and a shallow life, and has been lingering in bed since. Speaking of which, we must thank Patriarch Zi for her miraculous touch that saved Liuxing's life!"
Zi Linling shook her head and smiled, "Patriarch Shen is too kind. It was merely a small effort, hardly worth mentioning. On the contrary, I, the Patriarch, still owe Young Master Shen a favor!"
Shen Wenqing quickly said, "Patriarch Zi, you are too kind! Your life-saving grace to Liuxing has yet to be repaid by the Shen family, how can we presume to owe you a favor?"
After all, he was not like Ji Ran or Shen Liuxing, and saw things with a longer-term perspective.
Frankly speaking, Zi Linling did not owe the Shen family anything. On the contrary, the Shen family owed Zi Linling a life.
"Patriarch Shen, there is no need to be polite! May I know the purpose of your visit today?"
Zi Linling did not wish to dwell too much on the matter of favors.
In any case, the favors owed to her as a Ghost Hand Poison Doctor were numerous; if the Shen family didn't want them, it was their own loss.
A hint of bitterness flashed across Shen Wenqing's face, "I heard that Patriarch Zi can cure Liuxing's condition, is that true?"
Zi Linling nodded and said, "Indeed! I mentioned it to Elder Ji at the time. As long as Dragon Whisker Grass, Red Blood Ginseng, and Seven-Colored Lotus Heart are prepared, combined with my unique Heart Repair Technique, there will be no major problem in curing young Master Shen."
"Really?"
A hint of joy appeared on Shen Wenqing's face.
After all, Shen Liuxing's illness was something even Situ Jinglei, the valley master of Medicine King Valley, was helpless against!
Zi Linling nodded and said, "A few months ago, that was indeed the case. But now, I can only confirm after examining his current physical condition."
Shen Wenqing, overjoyed, stood up and was about to kneel down to Zi Linling.
"Patriarch Shen, you must not!"
Zi Linling was greatly alarmed. She truly had not expected Shen Wenqing to perform such a grand gesture. Before she could help him up, it was too late.
Fortunately, Ye Lingyuan had already seen through her thoughts and used his power of law to support Shen Wenqing's knees.
"Patriarch Shen, why must you perform such a great ceremony?" Zi Linling frowned.
To be honest, she disliked this kind of kneeling ceremony very much.
Shen Wenqing said emotionally, "Patriarch Zi, I implore you to visit the Shen family and save this child, Liuxing!"
Zi Linling frowned, a bad premonition suddenly arising in her heart.
For some reason, the image of Shen Liuxing on Severed Soul Cliff a few months ago suddenly flashed in her mind.
"Could it be that the seal within Shen Liuxing has been broken?"