Hearing Ying Chen’s words, Hu Quan’an’s mind immediately conjured up the scene.
Then he shivered, "No… don't kill me… I can tell you the name of one of them!"
"The one who pulled me out of prison, I really can't say; but the one who made the Yin Crane, his name is Ashiya…"
As soon as Hu Quan’an uttered the first two characters, before he could finish the rest, a shrill crane cry echoed.
Then a spray of blood spurted from Hu Quan’an’s mouth.
At the same time, pieces of flesh fell to the ground.
Upon closer inspection, it was Hu Quan’an’s tongue!
Hu Quan’an had only mentioned part of the person's name before the curse set by that person on him was triggered, blasting his entire tongue into pieces!
"Aoo!" Hu Quan’an let out a beast-like howl.
Unfortunately, without a tongue, that was all the sound he could produce.
Seeing this, Elder Hu gasped.
Who was the person who framed him?
How could they possess such terrifying abilities?
Fortunately, Ying Chen appeared in time, otherwise, he would have already died, and the entire Hu family would have fallen into the hands of villains!
In that case, the Hu family's lifelong reputation would be ruined!
In contrast, Ying Chen, his expression unchanged, spoke coldly, "If the tongue is gone, there are still hands."
"Use your hands to write out the rest of that person's name!"
"Is that person called Ashiya what? Or is their nickname Ashiya what?"
Saying this, Ying Chen tossed a pen to Hu Quan’an.
Hu Quan’an glanced at the pen on the ground, a look of fear in his eyes, and he dared not pick it up!
Clearly, having been burned once, he was now wary of the well, no longer daring to mention anything related to that person's name!
He feared that if he wrote the person's name with his hand, his wrist would also be blown off!
"If you really want to know his name so badly, then wait until tonight. When the moon rises into the sky tonight, he will definitely appear!"
Hu Quan’an thought for a moment, endured the pain of his severed tongue, and picked up the pen to write these words.
Ying Chen glanced coldly at the words, a sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth, "It seems he is very confident, believing he can certainly take you away from me."
"Since that's the case, your life is temporarily safe. When he arrives, I will send you both on your way together."
With that, Ying Chen walked out of the ward without even looking at Hu Quan’an.
Hu Quan’an, however, was shouting "Ahhh ahhh" towards Ying Chen.
As if he had something he wanted to say to Ying Chen.
But unfortunately, Ying Chen had already disappeared outside the door.
"Sigh!" Elder Hu sighed. "I know what you want to say, you want Mr. Ying to help you relieve the pain of the netherworld fire burning your body."
Hu Quan’an quickly nodded, indicating that Elder Hu had guessed correctly.
However, Elder Hu sneered, "Setting aside the fact that Mr. Ying is unlikely to relieve it for you, even if Mr. Ying were willing, I would not help you convey the message! You colluded with outsiders, framed me, and wanted to hand over the Hu family to a villain! Any one of these crimes, in ancient times, would have been enough to drown you in a pond!"
"The mere pain of the netherworld fire burning your body is just a small punishment for you! You can stay here and repent slowly!"
With that, Elder Hu also forced himself to perk up and walked out of the ward.
Hu Quan’an was left with a look of despair as he watched Elder Hu’s retreating back, his eyes filled with hatred and curses.
His only hope now was to wait for the moon to rise and for the lord whose name began with "Ashiya" to appear and rescue him!
Outside the door.
The guests saw Elder Hu appear before them alive and well.
All of them were greatly shocked and disbelieving.
Elder Hu had actually been saved by Ying Chen?
Clearly, before, whether it was other renowned physicians or the divine doctor Liao, they had all declared Elder Hu incurable and beyond salvation!
Could there really be a technique for bringing people back from the dead in this world?
Was Ying Chen truly a disciple of a reclusive sect even more powerful than the five major sects?
Instantly, many guests’ minds began to stir.
While congratulating Elder Hu on his recovery, they also tried to inquire about Ying Chen's background from Elder Hu.
But what kind of person was Elder Hu?
A seasoned elder, how could he so casually reveal Ying Chen's background?
Not to mention that Elder Hu truly didn't know Ying Chen's background.
So Elder Hu, with a few words and vague evasions, claimed that his health was still weak and he couldn’t stand for long, and that once he recovered, he would host another banquet and invite everyone.
He intended to send everyone away.
However, although the guests understood Elder Hu’s intentions, they looked at each other, none daring to move.
What a joke, if Ying Chen didn't speak, who would dare to get up from the ground?
Even if they didn't intend to befriend Ying Chen, they had to consider their own lives!
Such a mystical master who commanded the heavens and earth could truly treat ordinary people as ants and kill without batting an eye!
"You may get up now."
At this moment, Ying Chen's voice came from the wedding hall next door.
The crowd immediately felt as if they had received a pardon, and shouting "Thank you, immortal master," they scrambled to get up from the ground.
"We wish the immortal master a harmonious union for a hundred years. The gifts prepared today were insufficient; we will certainly present better gifts another day!"
Although the guests had not seen Hu Quan’an come out, they had understood Hu Quan’an's fate from his earlier screams.
Naturally, they changed their allegiance with the wind, redirecting all the congratulatory gifts meant for Hu Quan’an to Ying Chen.
For a time, the courtyard was filled with constant congratulatory voices.
Meanwhile, inside the wedding hall, Min Ziqiong, dressed in her wedding gown, her face flushed, looked at Ying Chen, at a loss for words, "Thank you for coming to save me… and Nannan…"
"What those people outside said… don't take it to heart…"
"Nannan, come and thank Uncle quickly."
Min Ziqiong picked up Nannan and said.
Ying Chen, however, corrected her seriously, "It's Master, not Uncle."
"If I were just an Uncle, I wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles and risked coming. Only the bond of master and disciple is worthy of me doing this. You must understand this."
Min Ziqiong paused.
Alright, I understand!
You just want to say that everything is because of Nannan, right?
You just want to say that if I were the only one kidnapped, you wouldn't have cared and wouldn't have come, right?
Min Ziqiong gave Ying Chen a resentful glance.
Her originally flushed cheeks instantly turned cold.
Her tone also became polite and distant, "Then I will thank Mr. Ying on behalf of Nannan. In the future, we mother and daughter will try not to trouble Mr. Ying, lest we become a burden to Mr. Ying." m..oΓg
Facing Min Ziqiong's sudden change in attitude, Ying Chen felt utterly bewildered.
What was going on?
Was this woman on gunpowder or had her brain flooded?
She was fine just a moment ago, why did she suddenly become like this?
It was simply inexplicable!
As Confucius said, it was indeed true: only women and petty men are difficult to deal with!
Two thousand years ago, I shouldn't have gotten close to women; two thousand years later, I still shouldn't get close to women!
"I need to stay here for tonight, and we will return to Jianghai tomorrow."
"If there's nothing to do tonight, don't come out."
"Even if you hear strange noises, don't come out!"
"I'm leaving."
With that, Ying Chen walked out of the wedding hall.
He left the wedding chamber, decorated festively with red candles and canopies, to Min Ziqiong and her daughter.
As night fell.
The guests had long since dispersed.
A crescent moon had climbed high into the night sky in the distance, casting a faint glow.
Not far from the Hu family residence, there was a vast and misty wild lake.
Normally, there were no people on the lake, not even the shadow of a fish.
But for some reason, today, a small boat suddenly appeared on the calm and waveless surface of the lake.
From a distance, a person wearing a straw hat and holding a fishing rod could be vaguely seen, sitting quietly at the head of the boat.
Judging by the direction of the ripples at the bottom of the boat, it was heading towards the Hu family!