"What?"
Looking at the tattered copy of the Huangdi Neijing in front of him, Yang Junlin was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Kid, are you crazy? Why would I listen to you?"
After speaking, Yang Junlin, without waiting for Shen Lang to speak, turned to Yang Ce, his face full of shock, and said, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Aren't you the famous King of Nanling? Why are you letting this kid discipline me instead of avenging me?"
"Shut up. Letting brother Shen discipline you is for your own good. It's to prevent you from acting recklessly under my name and getting yourself killed someday."
After speaking, Yang Ce looked at Shen Lang and said, "Brother Shen, from now on, this rebellious son is yours to discipline. As long as you leave him alive, you can do whatever you want with him."
"What?"
Hearing Yang Ce's words, not only Yang Junlin was greatly shocked, but even the onlookers were incredulous.
Everyone thought that Yang Ce's arrival would be to avenge his son, to cripple or even kill Shen Lang. They never expected that Yang Ce not only knew Shen Lang but also seemed to be wary of him.
In the end, not only did Yang Ce not avenge his son, but he even allowed Shen Lang to discipline him as he pleased.
For a moment, everyone looked at Shen Lang, their faces full of shock, wondering what Shen Lang's identity was.
"Brother Ce, don't worry, it's not that serious."
Shen Lang looked at Yang Ce, a chilling, sinister smile appearing on his face, and said, "My specialty has never been killing people, but tormenting them. For those who are stubborn, I have plenty of ways to make them wish they were dead, yet unable to die."
As he spoke, Shen Lang strode up to Yang Junlin, his smile growing more sinister, and said, "If I heard correctly, you were just asking why you should listen to me, right?"
"You dare to question me? You have great courage."
"Crack—"
As Shen Lang finished speaking, he kicked Yang Junlin's knee. With a crisp sound, Yang Junlin's knee was dislocated and displaced. He immediately fell to the ground.
"Ah—"
The intense pain made Yang Junlin let out a pig-like scream on the spot.
The scream was hoarse and chilling, making Yang Ce and the crowd break out in a cold sweat.
However, in the next second, Shen Lang squatted down, grabbed Yang Junlin's knee with both hands, and then with a strong pull, Yang Junlin's dislocated knee was reset.
"Ah—"
As his knee was reset, Yang Junlin screamed again. But after the scream, he felt the intense pain gradually disappear. After five minutes, there was no more pain.
"Madman, kid, you're a madman."
After this ordeal, Yang Junlin looked at Shen Lang, his face pale, and uttered.
"This is considered mad?"
Shen Lang heard this and smiled, "This is just a small demonstration. You can't stand it already?"
"Let me tell you, I have plenty of ways to make someone suffer. I can not only break every bone in a person's body, but I can also mend them one by one. If you don't believe me, you can try."
Shen Lang extended his hand, placed it on Yang Junlin's head, and pressed it to the ground. His voice was cold: "What I say may not be an imperial decree, but you must listen and obey unconditionally. Remember this, because if there's a next time, I will break all your bones one by one, then reconnect them, break them again, and reconnect them again, making you experience a pain worse than death."
As he said this, Yang Junlin's face turned as pale as paper, and his expression became ashen.
He thought his father, Yang Ce, was terrifying enough, but he never expected this kid, Shen Lang, to be even more terrifying. He was simply not human, but a devil.
Yang Junlin now understood why his father was so afraid of this kid. Who wouldn't be afraid of such a person?
"I... I... I remember... From now on, whatever you say goes."
Seeing that his father, Yang Ce, had no intention of helping him, Yang Junlin wisely nodded and said.
"Very good, you're quite sensible."
Hearing Yang Junlin's words, Yang Ce slowly removed his hand from Yang Junlin's head and smiled, "You are a talentless waste, but as long as you listen to me, I guarantee you will achieve something and become a famous doctor in the future, so you won't have to walk down the wrong path like your father."
"What?"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Yang Ce was greatly surprised and said, "Brother Shen, are you serious? Can this kid really be trained to be a famous doctor?"
Yang Ce's path was a dead end, and he never wanted his son to follow in his footsteps.
Therefore, when Yang Junlin was very young, he sent him abroad. Besides protecting him, he also wanted him to stay away from his influence, study hard, and have a proper future.
However, Yang Ce never expected that by staying away from him and without strict supervision, Yang Junlin would develop many bad habits and become a hooligan, acting like a ruffian and being a loafer.
Originally, Yang Ce had given up hope for Yang Junlin, but hearing Shen Lang's words, the disheartened Yang Ce became excited.
He knew Shen Lang's abilities. Only someone like Shen Lang could transform a person and make them reborn.
"If I say I can do it, I can do it. As for how I do it, you cannot interfere."
Shen Lang looked at Yang Ce and said calmly, "To transform a person, one needs both a bodhisattva's heart and a butcher's methods. I, Shen Lang, have both."
"Then... I'll trouble you, Brother Shen."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Yang Ce's face was full of gratitude, and he said, "If this rebellious son can truly become a famous doctor and achieve something in his life, then even if I die, I will die with no regrets."
Shen Lang did not respond to this. Instead, he turned to Yang Junlin and said, "Do you remember what I said earlier?"
"Within one day, dye your disgusting blonde hair black, and get rid of all these broken things like nose rings and earrings. Within three days, you will memorize the Huangdi Neijing that I gave you backward and forward."
Shen Lang said coldly, "You can take my words as empty talk, but don't beg for mercy when the time comes."
"I... I remember."
Yang Junlin had already felt fear when Shen Lang kicked his knee out of joint and then quickly reset it. How could he dare not comply?
"Knowing to fear, there is still hope."
Shen Lang was somewhat satisfied with Yang Junlin's attitude. However, when his gaze fell upon the purple-haired punk girl, his satisfaction instantly turned into disgust. He said to Yang Junlin, "If you want to date, find a decent girl. Someone like this cheap prostitute who anyone can have, aren't you afraid of getting sick?"
"I..."
Sensing the displeasure in Shen Lang's tone, Yang Junlin's face turned pale with fear, and he quickly said, "I was just playing around. If you're unhappy, I'll break up with her immediately."
After speaking, Yang Junlin looked at the purple-haired punk girl and said angrily, "Get out, we're finished."