"Bang—"
Upon hearing the last word from the Snake Granny of the Ten Thousand Serpent Den, Tang Hao directly knelt on the ground, his face full of fear, and said, "Snake Granny, I didn't know this was Young Master Rong. Please forgive me."
"Fine, since you didn't know, I'll spare your life. Get lost."
The Snake Granny of the Ten Thousand Serpent Den did not make things difficult for Tang Hao, and said coldly to him.
"Thank you, Snake Granny, for sparing my life."
Hearing the words of the Snake Granny of the Ten Thousand Serpent Den, Tang Hao scrambled away from the scene.
"Old Mr. Tang..."
Seeing Tang Hao flee in such a sorry state, Yang Ce was stunned and called out.
"Yang Ce, stop shouting. He can't protect you, and he wouldn't dare to. You're finished."
The Snake Granny looked at Yang Ce and sneered, "Young Master Rong just told you to kowtow a few times. Just do it. If Young Master Rong is happy, he won't make things difficult for you anymore."
"Kowtow?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Ce cursed, "What kind of thing is this brat? He's worthy of me, Yang Ce, kneeling and kowtowing? I'd rather die than do it."
"Alright, you really have some backbone."
Hearing Yang Ce's words, Rong Haodong sneered, "Since you refuse to kowtow, then there's no point in keeping your legs. Snake Granny, cut off his legs for me."
"Understood—"
Hearing Rong Haodong's words, the Snake Granny nodded, then walked up to Yang Ce, slowly drew the Cobra Sword in her hand, and swung it towards Yang Ce's legs.
The Snake Granny's sword was not only fast but also venomous. Yang Ce couldn't react before her sword reached his knees.
Clearly, the Snake Granny intended to sever Yang Ce's legs at the knees.
At this critical moment, just as the Snake Granny's sword was about to cut off Yang Ce's legs, a Han sword was quickly extended, and with a horizontal slash, it blocked the Snake Granny's Cobra Sword, saving Yang Ce's legs.
"Old Mr. Feng..."
Seeing the person who drew his sword, Yang Ce was shocked and said.
Yang Ce was deeply moved that Feng Yijian had actually intervened to save him at such a crucial moment.
What moved Yang Ce even more was that while he was confronting Rong Haodong and the others, Shen Lang was treating Yang Junlin.
Yang Junlin, who was originally on his last breath and on the verge of death, not only regained color in his face after Shen Lang's treatment, but after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he actually woke up.
"Junlin, are you alright..."
Seeing his son wake up, Yang Ce was overjoyed.
"His internal organs were severely injured by a metal object. He should have died, but luckily I was here, so I saved him. You don't need to worry."
Shen Lang looked at Yang Ce and smiled, saying.
"Brother Shen, thank you so much for saving my life."
Hearing this, Yang Ce looked at Shen Lang with immense gratitude.
"Master, did you save me?"
Yang Junlin looked at Shen Lang, also filled with gratitude.
"Master?"
Shen Lang heard this and quickly said, "Don't talk nonsense, don't call me that. I'm not."
Then, Shen Lang's eyes turned cold. "Have you managed to memorize the Huangdi Neijing you gave you by heart?"
"Master, I have."
Yang Junlin said with full confidence, "If you don't believe me, I'll recite it for you."
"In ancient times, the Yellow Emperor, born divine, could speak when young, was astute when a child, wise when a youth, and ascended to heaven when grown..."
To Shen Lang's surprise, Yang Junlin began to recite the contents of the Huangdi Neijing fluently. His confident and composed demeanor clearly indicated that he had put in a lot of effort.
"Good, it seems you have indeed put your heart into it."
After Yang Junlin recited several paragraphs, Yang Ce asked him to stop and praised him, "With this attitude, you are qualified to study medicine."
"However..."
Shen Lang paused here, his tone clearly hesitant, and said, "Your father is, after all, the renowned King of Nanling. What kind of woman can't you find? Why did you go and touch another woman's backside?"
"Master, I'm being wronged. I didn't."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Yang Junlin cried out, "Ever since you disciplined me last time, I've decided to turn over a new leaf and live a better life. I plan to study medicine diligently and then find a decent girlfriend to marry. How could I do such a thing?"
He pointed to a very attractive girl behind Rong Haodong and said, "This morning at the teahouse, when I went to the restroom, I saw her fall at the entrance. So, I kindly went forward to help her up, but she loudly accused me of molesting her and touching her backside."
"Then, more than ten of her companions rushed over, didn't listen to my explanation at all, grabbed sticks and chairs, and started smashing them at me. In the end, I passed out."
"So that's what happened..."
Hearing Yang Junlin's words, the truth finally came to light. Yang Ce was furious and said to Rong Haodong and the others, "You beasts, slandering and framing me, and then severely injuring my son. None of you will leave here alive today."
"What a tough life, to be saved even after that."
Seeing Yang Junlin alive, Rong Haodong showed a hint of surprise on his face. "Since that's the case, there's no fun in this anymore. Let's go."
After speaking, Rong Haodong turned and led more than a dozen young men and women away.
"Go?"
Just as Rong Haodong and the others took two steps after turning, Shen Lang suddenly rushed out and blocked Rong Haodong's path, sneering, "You've injured so many people, and you think you can just leave without even a basic apology?"
"I am the main boss of Baima Club. Yang Ce is my partner, and his son is my disciple. The people you just injured are my subordinates. You injured so many people and now you want to walk away so brazenly? Do you even have me in your eyes?"
What?
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Rong Haodong and the others were greatly shocked and said, "You are the main boss of Baima Club?"
"Of course—"
Shen Lang said, "I hold eighty percent of the shares in Baima Club. Do you think I just put in money and do nothing?"
Shen Lang looked at Rong Haodong, his gaze sharp and intimidating. "You've gone too far today. Give us an explanation, otherwise, not a single one of you will leave here alive."
"Hahaha—"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Rong Haodong and the dozen or so young men and women all burst into laughter. "Brothers and sisters, has my hearing gone wrong? He's asking us for an explanation."
"Hahaha, what a joke, the biggest joke. We've always been the ones asking others for explanations since we were young. We've never been asked for an explanation to our faces."
"Slap—"
Just as Rong Haodong's smile was radiant, Shen Lang raised his hand and slapped Rong Haodong directly across the face.
The slap was crisp and loud. The originally excited Rong Haodong, after being slapped, instantly became like a rooster with its throat cut, and was silenced.
The dozen or so young men and women behind him also fell silent, dumbfounded, staring fixedly at Shen Lang.
Amidst everyone's shock, Shen Lang cursed, "Why are you laughing so loudly? You're hurting my eardrums."