Chapter 434 433: Utterly Domineering

Feng Disheng glanced around indifferently for a moment, then spoke.

"So, the fire is under control? And Li Yinhe?"

"I put the fire out. Uncle Li is in the hospital and doing fine now. Not a single one of your schemes succeeded."

Feng Disheng said, "Ah, what a true pity."

Mu Lin said coldly, "Let me tell you one more thing. The man you sent…"

He paused. With a single finger, Mu Lin pierced the old man's forehead. A look of astonishment on his face, the old man stopped breathing.

"Is dead."

"I'll be in Di Yang in about four hours. Wash your neck and wait for me at the Feng Family estate. If you don't want to die, have that Immortal behind you make an appearance. Otherwise, I will come to your door myself and annihilate the entire Feng Family."

With that, Mu Lin gave a slight squeeze, and the phone in his hand exploded.

Manager Lao Wang rushed over. As soon as Mu Lin had arrived, the front desk had called for him. Having checked the security footage, Lao Wang knew Mu Lin had turned at this intersection and hurried to follow.

"Mr. Mu!" He walked over, and his expression changed the instant he saw the chaotic scene inside the room.

He was a worldly man, so it wasn't as if he was too scared to move.

'But he was still shocked. Mr. Mu finally pays a rare visit, and it turns out he's here to kill someone.'

"Oh, Mr. Mu, look at you. It's been so long, and the moment you arrive, you cause me such a headache…"

"I don't mean to speak ill of you, but isn't this a bit… inappropriate?"

Mu Lin said, "Give me a report of the damages. I'll have the Feng Family settle the bill for you later."

The words were spoken with such authority that Lao Wang shivered. "Ah, yes sir!"

Mu Lin pushed open the window and jumped straight out.

'What the…'

'This is fifty meters off the ground! Is he going to be okay?'

Lao Wang poked his head out the window to look. Mu Lin was still falling, but a moment later, he landed securely on the ground and walked away with a steady gait.

Lao Wang stared, dumbfounded. 'He's fine?'

'You really can't judge Mr. Mu by normal standards!'

Mu Lin soon arrived at the hospital. Zhang Chunlei was waiting outside the emergency room.

He was the dean now. Without Mu Lin's help, he likely never would have achieved such a position in his entire life.

Therefore, he was eternally grateful to both Mu Lin and Divine Doctor Zhao. He was taking this matter extremely seriously, even rushing back from home after his shift was over to personally oversee the efforts in the emergency room.

When Mu Lin arrived, Divine Doctor Zhao immediately walked over and said, "Mu Lin, I came, but I wasn't much help. Dean Zhang is the truly impressive one here."

But Zhang Chunlei had a grave expression on his face. "I'm ashamed to say I couldn't help at all. If I had been able to do even a little, I wouldn't be so worried."

Mu Lin looked at Zhang Chunlei, waiting for him to elaborate on the situation.

Zhang Chunlei said, "We mobilized the best from our trauma and emergency departments. We've managed to save his life for now, but the burns cover a massive area of his body. He may never be able to live a normal life."

"Mr. Mu, I'm very sorry, but I have to say it: we've all done our best. From here, we will do what we can to reduce the inflammation and manage Chairman Li's pain. How long he can hold on… that's entirely up to when the reapers come for him."

Mu Lin said, "You've done well. Leave it to me now."

"Grandmaster Zhao, sorry to trouble you, but please make a trip and prepare these few medicines."

Divine Doctor Zhao took the list and looked at it, stunned. "These are all Spirit Medicines?"

"That's right. Just go and get them. I have my reasons."

Zhang Chunlei was astonished. "Spirit Medicines? Did you say Spirit Medicines? That kind of thing is incredibly rare! I understand your concern for Chairman Li, but procuring Spirit Medicines on such short notice is not that simple."

"Dean Zhang, you may not be aware," Divine Doctor Zhao explained. "Mr. Mu just brought in a batch of Spirit Medicines, which includes the ones on the list."

Zhang Chunlei was utterly stunned. He never would have thought something like this could happen.

It was truly hard to process.

Divine Doctor Zhao rushed to the Holy Medicine Hall and brought back the medicines.

Zhang Chunlei's face was a mask of utter astonishment as he looked at the Spirit Medicines, each packed in a Cyan Jade Box.

The Spirit Medicine in each box was worth tens of millions. The three boxes together represented nearly two hundred million.

Zhang Chunlei thought to himself, 'The total investment in Anhua Hospital was just a little over two hundred million.'

'To save Li Yinhe, Mu Lin is actually willing to spend this much money.'

'It's just incredible.'

Mu Lin grabbed a container, crushed the three portions of Spirit Medicine, and poured them directly inside.

The three Spirit Medicines instantly transformed into a paste.

"Alright, we can proceed," Mu Lin said with a faint smile. He picked up a scraper and walked into the emergency room.

Zhang Chunlei hurriedly followed him inside, his eyes wide as he stared intently at the scene unfolding.

A treatment this extravagant—he had to witness it with his own eyes! This was his greed as a doctor.

Seeing him come in, Mu Lin didn't say much, just smiled. "Remember to close the door."

Startled, Zhang Chunlei rushed to close the door, but Divine Doctor Zhao slipped in through the gap just in time.

'After running that errand, I have to come in and witness the final moment!'

Mu Lin used the scraper to take a portion of the paste and gently spread it over the surface of the burns.

It was such a simple method that Zhang Chunlei couldn't help but exclaim, "Indeed, the most high-grade medicinal ingredients often have the simplest methods of application."

After applying the paste, Mu Lin transferred some of his True Qi into Li Yinhe.

Before long, scabs would begin to form on Li Yinhe's wounds.

"After his wounds have scabbed over, have him drink this liquid. I have other business to attend to, so I need to leave for a while," Mu Lin said simply.

"Done!" Divine Doctor Zhao nodded repeatedly. "Don't worry, I'll take care of it!"

"Grandmaster Zhao, I'm always at ease when you're handling things," Mu Lin said with a small smile, then turned and left.

Mu Lin departed immediately, his entire body turning into a gust of wind as he headed toward the distant Di Yang.

His body was covered in lightning qi. Since lightning and wind share the same origin, Mu Lin encountered no resistance as he moved. His speed became astonishingly fast, having nothing to do with the actual speed of the wind.

Mu Lin soon arrived in front of the Feng Family's residence. It was a very imposing courtyard estate. As for what the inside of the courtyard was like, Mu Lin had no way of knowing yet.

But he would find out soon enough.

Mu Lin suddenly threw a punch. His fist landed on the main gate of the Feng Family estate, and the vermilion gate exploded into pieces.

The change in that instant was just too incredible. The security guards at the gate couldn't even follow Mu Lin's movements. All they knew was that the moment Mu Lin moved, the gate shattered into fragments that scattered everywhere.

"Who dares cause trouble? Is the core of the Feng Family estate a place you can challenge?"

Mu Lin couldn't help but sneer. "Did you decide this was the core area? And you can't stop me anyway."

With his hands behind his back, he pointed at several guards. "What do you think you're doing?"

"All of you, get out of the way now, or I won't be polite!" Mu Lin said earnestly.

After speaking, Mu Lin was about to make his move.

But at that moment, three Grandmaster experts emerged from the doorway. Seeing Mu Lin's position, they immediately charged toward him.

They planned to combine their strength and finish Mu Lin off right away.

One aimed for his head, one for his hands, and one for his lower body.

Mu Lin just laughed. "When will you people understand? The reason I'm not hitting you isn't because I can't beat you, but because I don't want to."

Mu Lin raised a hand and struck.

The nearest Grandmaster was instantly sent flying, looking utterly miserable.

'This…'

Mu Lin said, "You have absolutely no chance of beating me. Hurry up and call out the Immortal backing your Feng Family!"

'The Immortal behind them.'

"How could we let you act so arrogantly? The Lord Immortal's actions do not follow your whims."

The two remaining Grandmasters had perfect coordination, attacking Mu Lin in a pincer movement from the left and right.

They used every trick they had—talismans, hidden weapons, and even an Array—all directed at Mu Lin.

They had only one goal: to slow Mu Lin's offensive rhythm and do everything in their power to pin him in place, buying time for the ultimate attack they were brewing.

However, what they didn't expect was that a violent storm of lightning and fire would erupt from Mu Lin, expanding in an instant to surround everyone.

'What is this? Why is this happening?'

Mu Lin pushed aside the two Grandmasters, who were frozen in place, and said:

"Alright, stop making a scene and stand aside! Hand over the person I'm looking for!"

"Pah! You little brat who's still wet behind the ears, you dare challenge us? We'll show you the consequences of offending us!"

Mu Lin's expression turned even uglier.

'I gave these two Grandmasters enough respect, but what about them? They didn't appreciate my good intentions at all.'

"In that case, I won't be polite anymore!" He walked up to the three warriors blocking his path and said:

"You people… you don't deserve to be this strong!"