Chapter 230 229: It's Supposed to be Itchy

Mu Lin faltered. 'Is she talking about me?'

'I've been called "Senior" and "Grandmaster" so much lately, I'd almost forgotten I'm actually just a handsome young man.'

Mu Lin looked up at Tang Shuang. "My name is Mu Lin. You can call me Brother Mu or just my name."

Tang Shuang nodded repeatedly. "Brother Mu!"

"Brother Mu, I'm sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have doubted you! I never thought you'd be this incredible."

Mu Lin smiled. "We don't know each other well. It's normal for you to be suspicious."

Mu Lin then added, "Even though it's healed, don't rush to walk on it. Wait at least another half a month, understand? A serious injury takes a hundred days to heal, so I don't think you should get up right away."

Tang Shuang pressed her lips together. "I understand..."

Tang Zhi returned with the medicinal herbs. He said to Mu Lin, "Grandmaster Mu, I've bought the herbs!"

Mu Lin turned, took the bag, found a clay pot, and poured the herbs in according to a precise ratio.

He then started a fire to brew them, and a pleasant fragrance filled the room.

Mu Lin turned and went back to Tang Shuang's room. Tang Shuang was pulling on Tang Zhi, asking him all about Mu Lin.

"Bro, where did you find such a master?!"

Tang Shuang opened her mouth and suddenly asked.

Tang Zhi said, "I met him by chance."

'There was no way he was going to tell her how they actually met!'

'It was mortifying.'

Mu Lin walked in, and Tang Zhi hurriedly said to him, "Grandmaster Mu, I see my sister's injury is much better. It must be all thanks to you!"

Mu Lin waved his hand. "It's nothing, not worth mentioning. The fact that your sister's injury has a chance to heal is also due to her own good fortune."

Tang Zhi bowed solemnly to Mu Lin. "Grandmaster Mu, you're too humble! I took my sister to see famous doctors everywhere, and they all said the same thing: it couldn't be healed, and amputation was the only other option. You were the only one who could save her!"

"So doesn't it make sense for me to be grateful?"

Mu Lin smiled. "As for amputation, if a doctor's skill isn't up to par, there's truly nothing they can do. You can't blame them, understand? They also wanted what was best for your sister."

Tang Zhi nodded repeatedly. "I understand! I do!"

Tang Shuang watched, a little stunned. 'Isn't my brother's attitude toward Mu Lin a bit too respectful?'

Mu Lin checked the time and said, "The medicine should be about done brewing. I'll go get it!"

He turned and walked out.

Tang Zhi discreetly followed him out and said from behind Mu Lin:

"Grandmaster Mu, I've already arranged your meeting with Su Longfei! Shall we go in a bit?"

Mu Lin said, "So soon? That's fine! But I still need to pour the medicine for your sister first. You'll have to watch over her for the next few months. Don't let her run or jump around. A serious injury takes a hundred days to heal, and you can't skimp on that."

"Yes! Yes! Of course!"

Mu Lin turned to pour the medicine and handed it to Tang Shuang.

Tang Shuang took the medicine and slowly drank it. She immediately felt a pleasant warmth spread through her body, and her broken foot, in particular, began to feel a little itchy.

"Brother Mu, my foot is so itchy!"

Mu Lin said, "Itching is a good sign. It means the wound is healing. Don't scratch it. My medicine already has anti-itch ingredients, so it would defeat the purpose if you scratch."

Tang Shuang nodded earnestly. "Okay, okay, I'll hold back."

She had already put in a monumental effort to recover.

Tang Zhi said to Tang Shuang, "I have something to do later tonight. I'll leave you some cookies and bread. That should be enough to tide you over, right?"

Tang Shuang smiled. "Sure! No problem! You can go!"

Tang Zhi turned, grabbed a few packs of cookies and bread, and placed them by Tang Shuang's bed.

Mu Lin said, "Isn't that a bit much?"

Tang Zhi chuckled. "Believe it or not, my sister is happy with this arrangement."

Mu Lin was silent for a moment and didn't say anything more.

'He didn't dare to bet on it.'

"If there was still no hope for her recovery, I'd definitely have to dote on her. But now that there's a chance, she's certainly happy to be left alone to binge-watch shows and movies. She just doesn't want me at home."

Mu Lin thought about it. 'That makes sense!'

"You're right. I shouldn't have just guessed."

"It's fine. Let's go. I'll take you to see Su Longfei."

At the Longfei Martial Arts Hall in Songyang City, it was just the time when classes were ending.

Students from the general class were talking and laughing as they headed out. A few members from the advanced class were occasionally mixed in, standing out from the crowd like cranes among chickens.

But passersby didn't dare to give these students any strange looks.

Because the founder of the Longfei Martial Arts Hall, the teacher of all these people, was the number one expert in Songyang.

Su Longfei.

Right now, in his office, Su Longfei sat before his desk like a small mountain.

He was so tall and large that even the biggest desk looked like a toy in front of him.

He was holding a phone, in the middle of a call.

"Mr. Wang, everything is proceeding according to plan. No problems there."

"But I heard you're going to negotiate with Mu Lin!" Mr. Wang's voice on the other end of the line was furious.

"You've misunderstood me because you don't know my plan. Someone recommended Mu Lin to me, saying they hoped he and I could bury the hatchet. I thought to myself, 'This is a perfect opportunity to lure the snake out of its hole,' so I pretended to agree."

"Of course, I will absolutely not let Mu Lin go. I will complete your mission to the letter! You can be completely assured of that!"

Mr. Wang laughed heartily. "I'm naturally reassured by your words, but Mu Lin is no pushover. You can't just deal with him casually. Are you really fully prepared?"

Su Longfei said, "Is his head harder than a bullet? I'll slip him some drug later that dissolves Qi Force, and he'll be completely powerless to fight back!"

Mr. Wang said, "Since you already have a plan, I'm relieved. Put his head on my desk, and I'll give you a reward of one hundred million."

"Yes!" Su Longfei gleefully ended the call, his eyes filled with a bloodthirsty light.

Nearby, there was an old man with a white beard and hair.

"I'm so sorry. I made you come all this way, only to have you wait here."

The old man waved his hand, then stroked his beard. "It's no trouble! I can wait. Your business, Mr. Su, is more important."

Su Longfei wasn't someone who lacked social graces. His eyes shifted as an idea came to him. "I'll arrange for a few beauties to keep you company and set up some entertainment. I guarantee you won't be lonely tonight."

The old man's eyes lit up, and an excited expression appeared on his face. "That would be wonderful. Thank you in advance, Mr. Su! But... you mentioned on the phone just now that the person you're going to kill tonight is a top-tier master?"

Su Longfei was incredibly arrogant and considered himself the one and only top-tier master. Hearing the old man's words, he snorted in anger.

The old man noticed Su Longfei's displeasure and grew secretly worried.

'Did I piss him off?'

However, Su Longfei didn't press the issue. Instead, he said, "This person is said to have crippled Sun Tiandang. His strength cannot be underestimated."

The old man stroked his beard. "Sun Tiandang fought my master, Dong Wu, in his early years. That kid threw away all his pride and begged for mercy on his knees, which was the only reason he kept his life."

A look of yearning also appeared in Su Longfei's eyes. "Dong Wu was a peerless hero. To be able to spar with him and retreat in one piece... did that Sun Tiandang just get ridiculously lucky?"

The old man smiled. "Perhaps. But his luck seems to have run out recently, seeing as he got crippled. If he wants to recover, it'll probably be when pigs fly."

Su Longfei said, "This is the Martial World. For everyone who arrives, someone must leave. I'm afraid Sun Tiandang isn't coming back."

"Makes sense!"

The old man hurriedly added, "But Mr. Su, you must be careful. Since that person could do that to Sun Tiandang... although Sun Tiandang's own strength was nothing special, he did cultivate two paths. His physical body was tempered to an extreme degree, making it much stronger than ours."

"To be defeated even with that advantage means this person is no simple character. You absolutely cannot let your guard down."

As he spoke, the old man took out a small packet wrapped in a kraft paper bag.

"Mr. Su, look at this!"

Su Longfei took it, opened the paper bag and took a sniff. A serious look flashed in his eyes. "What is this!"

The old man smiled faintly. "This is a medicine from my master, used to paralyze the meridians. I believe even a god from the heavens would fall victim to it. I'm giving it to you now, Mr. Su. I'm sure you will make good use of it!"

Su Longfei's eyes narrowed. "A Martial Artist should be honorable and upright. Who would use such a drug to win? It would be a dishonorable victory!"

But as he spoke, he tucked the packet into his pocket.

It was still a bit early, so Mu Lin and Tang Zhi were drinking tea in the living room.

The two were discussing how to negotiate with Su Longfei when, in the middle of their conversation, Tang Shuang actually walked out of her room.