'So young, yet he already possesses the power of a Venerable...'
Du Jingsong was completely stunned.
'Just who is this Jiang Xinghai?'
"Grandpa Zeng, your face...?"
Frustrated that she couldn't see the battle outside, Du Fangfei could only watch Du Jingsong's expression.
"Fangfei, you must promise ," Du Jingsong urged, "Do not breathe a word of what happened tonight to anyone, not even our own family. Do you understand?"
"Does that include us coming here for tea?" Du Fangfei asked, confused.
"Not even that."
Du Jingsong continued to shake his head, his expression grave. "The sky over Jizhou is about to change. Call a family eting for tomorrow night. I have an important announcent to make."
Du Jingsong muttered to himself. 'The Du Family must do everything in its power to befriend Jiang Xinghai!'
'And if we can't befriend him, then we'll have to find a way to eliminate him!'
'Otherwise, he will beco a major threat.'
Not long after the pair left, the thunderstorm outside grew even heavier.
「Before the ruins of the Wang Family's forr residence.」
Jiang Xinghai had been about to leave when he noticed a tattoo on the dead Wang Yuan's chest.
'It's... a bat!'
Jiang Xinghai had once heard his senior sister, Zhao Linglong, tell a story about a "bat" tattoo.
To be precise, anyone with a bat tattoo on their chest was a mber of a mysterious organization called the Shadowless Sect.
'Since he's a mber of the Shadowless Sect, he must have so kind of treasure on him, right?'
Not paying much mind to the man's affiliation with the Shadowless Sect, Jiang Xinghai searched Wang Yuan's body for a mont.
'A Shadowless Sect command token!'
Sure enough, his search yielded a diamond-shaped jade token engraved with the image of a bat.
Furthermore, the token was carved from a Spirit Stone.
'The Shadowless Sect is pretty stingy.'
Jiang Xinghai realized that the token, though carved from a Spirit Stone, was made from the lowest possible grade.
He was about to throw it away but suddenly thought it might be useful for deceiving others, so he put it away.
With the death of the Wang Family's ancestor, Wang Yuan, the Wang Family was completely annihilated.
Finally, Jiang Xinghai turned and disappeared into the thunderstorm.
'His decision to take the initiative and co to the Wang Family's old residence had been the right one.'
'Otherwise, with Wang Yuan's power, he would have returned to find his family's ho in ruins and undoubtedly gone on a killing spree.'
'Countless innocents would have been killed or injured.'
"Jishan Hall."
A short while later, Jiang Xinghai got into a taxi.
His phone showed dozens of missed calls.
Aside from the father-daughter pair, Shen Zhengye and Shen Lingxue, most of the calls were from Lin Liping and Feng Lulu at Jishan Hall.
Shen Zhengye and Shen Lingxue had called because they were worried about his safety.
Lin Liping and Feng Lulu, on the other hand, knew nothing of what Jiang Xinghai had been up to. They were just calling to ask about their scheduled acupuncture and massage sessions for the evening.
According to the schedule, Lin Liping had already received two days of acupuncture and massage; she only had one day left.
As for Feng Lulu, she had been wanting to get acupuncture and a massage from Jiang Xinghai for ages but had managed to miss her chance every single ti.
She was hoping that today, no matter what, he would finally help her.
"Lingxue, tell your father I've taken care of it. You two should get so rest. I have to make a trip to Jishan Hall."
Jiang Xinghai had decided to call Shen Lingxue first to let her know he was safe.
"Are... are you hurt?" Shen Lingxue asked, her voice filled with worry.
She had been on edge ever since he left that morning.
"I'm perfectly fine. If you don't believe , you can give a thorough 'examination' when I get back tonight," Jiang Xinghai said with a suggestive smile.
"You... You and your smart mouth."
Shen Lingxue pressed a hand to her heaving chest, then added, "Fine. I'll wait for you to get back and give you a full-body examination, then."
Jiang Xinghai laughed, and the two ended their call.
Next, he dialed Feng Lulu's number.
The call connected quickly, but it wasn't Feng Lulu who answered.
"Is this Divine Doctor Jiang? Hi, I'm Liping's best friend, Yang Yanni. Do you rember ? I'm the one with recurrent pancreatitis, we t at Jishan Hall..." Yang Yanni explained nervously, but was cut off before she could finish.
"I rember you. Put Lulu on the phone," Jiang Xinghai said coolly.
"Lulu... she was slapped. It's not a good ti for her to talk..." Yang Yanni said in a rush.
"You're saying Lulu was slapped?"
Hearing this, Jiang Xinghai's expression turned icy. "Where are you?"
"We're at Jishan Hall," Yang Yanni replied.
"I'll be there soon." Jiang Xinghai hung up abruptly.
"Driver, step on it!"
Jiang Xinghai urged the taxi driver, a bone-chilling coldness unintentionally radiating from him.
"Y-Y-Yes, sir."
The taxi driver was a man in his fifties who knew a thing or two about the world of Martial Arts.
He knew exactly what that chilling aura, born of fury, ant. He imdiately slamd the pedal to the floor, and the taxi sped off into the thunderstorm.
「A little over ten minutes later.」
Jishan Hall Pharmacy.
Jiang Xinghai burst through the door.
Inside the pharmacy, Feng Lulu was sitting on a stool in a daze. Her left cheek was red and swollen, and she was pressing an ice pack to it.
The mont she saw Jiang Xinghai, tears of grievance welled up in her eyes and she couldn't hold them back any longer. "Brother Xinghai..."
Her words were muffled, a direct result of her swollen and injured cheek.
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