Chapter 206 205: Is the Ning Family Very Strong?

Luo Wanqing's brow furrowed, and she spoke with great earnestness.

Mu Lin frowned. "Why should I? Is this Ning Family really that strong?"

'I just said so much,' Luo Wanqing thought, dumbfounded. 'Did Mu Lin really not hear a single word?'

"They're strong. Extremely strong!" Luo Wanqing stressed emphatically.

She then proceeded to give Mu Lin a detailed and serious account of the potential consequences of offending the Ning Family.

As she spoke, Zhao Yang nodded along. "Mu Lin, do you get it now? I'm not trying to talk you into backing down, but the Ning Family is the most dangerous group in Di Yang City. They're the type to silence you for the smallest offense. You have to be careful, understand?"

"I see," Mu Lin said, nodding slowly.

He turned and walked out. At once, everyone's hearts leaped into their throats.

'What is he going to do? Is Mu Lin planning something drastic?'

They couldn't help but feel incredibly tense.

'Mu Lin hasn't listened to a word we've said from the start. Is he going to start now?'

Their hearts pounded in their chests.

Mu Lin walked up to Sun Tiandang, his face an icy mask as he stared down at him.

The ice sealing Sun Tiandang's wound had melted, and the returning pain twisted his face in agony.

"AAAAH! My arm! My arm!"

He was a Martial Artist, one who had held the highest expectations for himself.

But now, he was filled with utter despair.

Losing an arm meant he could no longer advance his cultivation.

Cultivation required one's meridians to be whole. With a severed arm, what was the fucking point?

Of course, there were countless workarounds, but none were a substitute for the real thing.

Mu Lin reached down and hauled Sun Tiandang up. Scared to death that Mu Lin was about to snap his neck, Sun Tiandang hastily yelled, "I'm telling you, you can't touch me! If you do, I'll show you what—"

Mu Lin slapped Sun Tiandang across the face. Sun Tiandang, furious, practically hopped with rage. "You dare hit me? I'm telling you, you're finished!"

Mu Lin shot Sun Tiandang a look. "You've lost an arm. Who's really finished here?"

Sun Tiandang sneered. "The world is full of brilliant doctors! Of course I can get my arm restored! I'll just have to make a few adjustments, and I'll be able to cultivate just fine."

Mu Lin walked over to a flowerbed and planted the severed arm upside down in the dirt.

"I hope you can find such a Divine Doctor."

He didn't destroy the arm. Instead, he calmly grabbed Sun Tiandang by his clothes and began dragging him toward the Holy Medicine Hall.

"What are you doing? You'd better let me go, or the Ning Family won't spare you!" Sun Tiandang threatened, which only made Mu Lin's expression turn deadly serious.

"Say one more word, and I can't guarantee I'll be able to control myself."

"Hahaha, scared, aren't you! After all that, you still don't have the guts to kill me. How pathetic! I can tell you're strong. Why don't you come with me? I'll introduce you to my adoptive father. He's always looking for talented people. He'll guarantee you a life of endless wealth and glory!"

Mu Lin let out a cold laugh and kicked Sun Tiandang in the lower back.

With a sickening CRACK, Sun Tiandang suddenly lost all feeling below his waist.

Sun Tiandang roared, "What did you do to me?!"

Mu Lin said, "You're too annoying. I broke your spine. Let's see you run your mouth now."

A broken spine meant the end of many things—and with them, a man's dignity.

Sun Tiandang's eyes went bloodshot. Mu Lin had completely ruined him.

From this day forward, he would never cultivate again. He would never know pleasure again. He might as well be dead.

Mu Lin hauled Sun Tiandang up, dragged him over the threshold, and brought him into the Holy Medicine Hall.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Mu Lin just chuckled coldly and slapped his hand against Sun Tiandang's forehead.

Sun Tiandang felt a wild Qi Force surge madly through his body. In an instant, all strength left him.

"What have you done to me now?!"

Mu Lin said nonchalantly, "What else? I crippled your cultivation."

Sun Tiandang was stunned. "What did you say!"

"I crippled you! From now on, you can forget about cultivating! It's better for people like you to live out your days as a cripple."

"I gave you countless chances. If you had just shown a little humility, I wouldn't have been this ruthless."

"It's too late now. This is all on you. I'm not taking any responsibility!"

By the time Mu Lin dragged Sun Tiandang into the Holy Medicine Hall, he was utterly and completely broken.

Luo Wanqing stood dumbfounded. Sun Tiandang had been taken down not far from the entrance to the Holy Medicine Hall.

She had heard his bloodcurdling screams the whole way.

It was a truly gruesome sound.

Luo Wanqing said to Mu Lin, "Mr. Mu, don't you think this was going a bit too far?"

Mu Lin replied coldly, "Not at all. I gave him plenty of chances, but he didn't take them. Not only that, he doubled down. He brought this entirely upon himself."

Luo Wanqing fell silent. Her advice to Mu Lin had been not to kill Sun Tiandang, and indeed, he was still alive.

Jiang Lan and her father exchanged a look. This Mu Lin was really something else.

While he hadn't backed the Ning Family into a corner from which there was no return, completely crippling Sun Tiandang was as good as declaring war.

Mu Lin tossed Sun Tiandang to the floor and turned to Luo Wanqing.

"Miss Luo, what exactly is your ailment?"

Luo Wanqing's lips parted slightly. "Mr. Mu, you've agreed to treat me?"

Mu Lin said, "As a doctor, I can't just ignore a patient. Just tell me, what's the problem?"

Luo Wanqing's heart pounded. She hadn't expected Mu Lin to be so agreeable.

'It seems the real reason he treated Sun Tiandang like that was because he had hurt Zhao Ling'Er and Wei Nianru.'

'He's someone who is fiercely loyal to his friends; he would never let something like that slide.'

Luo Wanqing said quickly, "Didn't I tell you already? I've been poisoned! I need you to cure me!"

Mu Lin gestured for Luo Wanqing to come closer, and she presented her wrist to him.

Mu Lin took her pulse. After a moment, he asked, "How long has this been going on? Besides lethargy, dry-heaving, and general discomfort, have you had any other symptoms?"

Luo Wanqing's expression darkened. 'He's just messing with me,' she thought.

'She didn't have any of those symptoms! Lethargy, dry-heaving, discomfort... aren't those signs of pregnancy?'

'If he says things like that, people will get the wrong idea!'

She shot Mu Lin a harsh glare. "Watch your mouth. Don't be ridiculous!"

Mu Lin looked puzzled. "What are you talking about? Those are the symptoms of the poison."

Luo Wanqing said sternly, "I have never had any of those symptoms! Stop making things up!"

Mu Lin's eyes darted for a moment. 'It's normal for you not to have symptoms yet,' he thought, then said nonchalantly, "Well, are you experiencing any other discomfort?"

Luo Wanqing said, "Yes! There's a large patch on my body that has turned black. It keeps getting darker and harder, and it's hideous!"

Mu Lin nodded. "Ah, I see. So you just want me to help you expel the poison?"

"Right! You just have to help me, that's all!"

Mu Lin pointed to a treatment room. "Let's go!"

Just then, Sun Tiandang's phone began to ring.

Mu Lin snatched it and glanced at the screen. The caller ID showed two words: "Adoptive Father."

This must be Sun Tiandang's adoptive father, Master Ning of the Ning Family.

The man who could call the shots in all of Nanjiang Province was on the other end of the line.

The color drained from Luo Wanqing's face, and she frantically shook her head at Mu Lin.

'Don't do it! Whatever you do, don't answer that call!'

'She couldn't let Master Ning connect Mu Lin to the Holy Medicine Hall. Otherwise, the anger meant for Mu Lin would be directed straight at this place.'

'The Holy Medicine Hall was already on Sun Tiandang's radar. If it ended up on Master Ning's radar too...'

'At that point, she was afraid Mu Lin would fly into a rage. It wasn't out of the question that he'd start an all-out war with the Ning Family.'

But Mu Lin's finger had already tapped the answer button. The call connected. "Hello."

A deep voice emanated from the earpiece:

"Release Sun Tiandang! You can name any price!"

"Huh?!" Mu Lin was genuinely surprised. 'What's with this guy?' he thought.

"Huh?!" The onlookers were also completely baffled.

Luo Wanqing was also flabbergasted.

The thing was, no one had told the outside world about Sun Tiandang's defeat at the Holy Medicine Hall. Barely anyone even here knew the full story.

'How did word get out?'

Luo Wanqing tried to put herself in his shoes. If she were Master Ning, and her consistently successful adoptive son was out on a mission, what would she assume?

She would naturally assume he'd complete the mission successfully, just like always. She wouldn't lead by demanding that someone release him.

'Could it be... that someone has been watching this place the whole time?'