Chapter 270 - 269: The Ancestral Secret is Being Shameless

Zhao Linglong turned around and looked at Yang Xun, her amber eyes shimmering with an indescribable light. "They’re gone."

Yang Xun nodded. "Yes, they’re gone. You don’t need to be afraid anymore."

"Actually, after learning their story, I wasn’t scared anymore. I just felt heartbroken. Such a happy and perfect family, ruined by a beast."

Zhao Linglong couldn’t hold back her tears, her eyes red from crying.

That day, after falling unconscious, she had entered a dreamscape where she witnessed the victims’ final moments before their deaths. The scenes had been absolutely gruesome.

A bastard like Jin Shilong deserved to rot in the lowest depths of hell after he died, never to be reincarnated.

On the way back, Zhao Linglong sat in the car, gazing out the window at the passing fields and distant mountains. However, her eyes were much brighter than when they had arrived, as if the fog clouding a pane of glass had finally cleared.

Yang Xun knew the Yin Sha Qi had dissipated, meaning Zhao Linglong’s illness was cured without medication. However, as long as the Sheep Origin Qi remained within her, she would still attract evil entities.

It was already afternoon by the time they returned to the Zhao family villa.

Zhao Hongshan was waiting at the door. Seeing them return safely, the worry on his face eased slightly.

"You’re back? Are you tired? I had the kitchen stew some soup. Go have a bowl first."

Zhao Linglong shook her head, taking the rare initiative to speak. "Dad, I’m not tired. I’m going to my room to rest for a bit."

She offered Yang Xun a faint smile, one filled with an unprecedented sense of ease and relief, before turning and heading upstairs.

Zhao Hongshan watched his daughter’s receding figure, his gaze carrying a mix of surprise and gratification. It had been a long time since he last saw Linglong wear such an expression. Usually, a lingering gloom shrouded her features, but today, it was as if a massive boulder had been lifted off her chest. Her whole demeanor seemed much lighter.

"Divine Doctor Yang, is Linglong..."

"She’s fine now. She’s just grieving over what happened to that family." Yang Xun sat down on the sofa, his tone calm. "The Yin Sha Qi has been completely cleared. However, Miss Zhao’s body is still weak. She needs proper rest and to keep her spirits up."

Zhao Hongshan let out a long sigh of relief and turned to Yang Xun. "Divine Doctor Yang, you truly are a great benefactor to the Zhao Family. If it weren’t for you this time, I’m afraid Linglong would have..." He trailed off, but the immense gratitude in his voice was already palpable.

"You’re too polite, Mr. Zhao. It is simply a doctor’s duty." Yang Xun picked up a teacup and took a sip. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Miss Zhao’s illness is no longer a major issue, so it’s time for me to head back."

"You’ve worked so hard these past few days, Divine Doctor Yang. You should stay for a few more days," Zhao Hongshan quickly offered, trying to persuade him.

"There are still matters waiting for me to handle in Zhonghai." Yang Xun set down his teacup, his tone serious. "Miss Zhao’s condition no longer requires me to keep a constant watch over her. As long as she takes her medicine on time and recuperates properly, there won’t be any problems."

"In that case, leave tomorrow. Stay for dinner tonight."

"Alright."

That evening, the Zhao Family prepared a lavish dinner. Zhao Hongshan even specifically opened a bottle of vintage Moutai that he had been hoarding for years.

While the two men were exchanging toasts, the butler hurriedly knocked and entered, reporting that the Jins had arrived and were asking for Yang Xun by name.

Zhao Hongshan walked over to the window and looked out. Two black sedans were parked outside the Zhao family gates, and seven or eight bodyguards in black suits stood at the entrance. The leader was a bald man with scars on his face, looking like bad news at a glance.

"Sir, should we call the police?" the butler asked in a low voice.

"Not yet. I’ll go meet them myself," Zhao Hongshan replied, his tone flat as he turned and headed downstairs.

As he stepped outside, the bodyguards were visibly stunned. They had asked around before coming and knew Yang Xun was staying at the Zhao family villa, but they hadn’t expected Zhao Hongshan to come out in person.

"Gentlemen, is there a problem?" Zhao Hongshan stood on the steps, his hands clasped behind his back, his tone unhurried.

The bald man took a step forward and grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Jin sent us to find someone named Yang Xun. We heard he’s staying here. We’d appreciate it if you handed him over."

"Jin Zhenhai?" Zhao Hongshan slowly repeated the name, his gaze sweeping over the bodyguards. "What gives him the right to demand someone from my Zhao Family?"

The bald man picked up on the hostility in his tone but still braced himself and said, "Mr. Zhao, we don’t want to bother you, but that punk offended Mr. Jin. The matter has to be settled somehow. Do us a favor and let us take him away. We promise we won’t bother you ever again."

Zhao Hongshan didn’t answer immediately. His eyes landed on the cars parked behind the men, and he called out, "Mr. Jin, since you’re already here, you might as well show yourself. What’s the point of hiding in the car?"

Hearing this, the bodyguards all looked embarrassed.

A moment later, the car door opened, and Jin Zhenhai stepped out, radiating a hostile aura.

"Mr. Zhao, my Jin Family and your Zhao Family mind our own business. Why would you let your subordinate harm my son?

"I’m here today for an explanation. If you don’t want our two families fighting to the bitter end, hand the boy over, and I’ll even owe you a favor."

His tone was full of threats. Clearly, after Jin Shilong was arrested, he had investigated and discovered Yang Xun’s involvement, holding a grudge against the Zhao Family in the process.

Before Zhao Hongshan could respond, Yang Xun walked out and announced loudly, "Old man, your son was arrested because he murdered a family of five. What does that have to do with us?

"If I were you, I wouldn’t even have the face to stay in Shunping. You’ve got some thick skin to actually come knocking on our door looking for trouble. Is being shameless your Jin Family’s ancestral secret?"

At his words, the bodyguards’ eyes widened in shock, and Jin Zhenhai immediately began breathing heavily in anger.

"You little brat, shut your mouth! You don’t have the right to speak here."

"Why wouldn’t I? I’m the Yang Xun you’re looking for."

His expression remained impassive, his eyes full of contempt.

Jin Zhenhai hadn’t expected Yang Xun to be a mere greenhorn. Pointing at him, he roared, "Kid, you won’t get away with messing with my Jin Family. I don’t believe the Zhao Family would dare offend my Jin Family just for your sake."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Zhao Hongshan stepped forward and declared in a deep voice, "Yang Xun is an esteemed guest of my Zhao Family. As long as I, Zhao Hongshan, am alive, don’t even think about touching him!"

"Zhao Hongshan! You’re crazy!"

Jin Zhenhai was livid. He truly hadn’t expected Zhao Hongshan to go against the Jin Family for a young kid like this.

Just then, Zhou Yuan also stepped forward and announced loudly, "I am the young master of the Zhonghai Zhou Family, and my grandfather is Zhou Kunlun. If the Jin Family dares to cause trouble for Mr. Yang, the Zhou Family will fight you to the bitter end."

Jin Zhenhai’s gaze landed on him, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He naturally knew of the Zhonghai Zhou Family. They were a powerful, wealthy clan. He hadn’t expected them to protect Yang Xun as well.

Why was everyone teaming up against him?!

"Fine! Just fine! It seems the Jin Family has truly fallen if just anyone thinks they can trample all over us.

"Just you wait!"

Jin Zhenhai dropped this harsh threat, turned around, and got into his car.

The two black sedans drove out of the Zhao family gates, gradually disappearing from sight.