The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

Chapter 685: Chapter 681: Cheen Chaoya Arrives

Lin Tian, naturally, had no idea that Xiang Daisan had enlisted Lv Wenbing and Zhou Zhiyao to come and plead for mercy on his behalf.

At that moment,

Inside the Emperor’s Private Room at Huilong Mountain Manor,

Lin Tian sat leisurely on the sofa, watching Maoo Qijun, who was still whimpering and trembling in pain. He remained silent, the atmosphere heavy.

Maoo Qijun’s subordinates, including an elder with the cultivation of Xuan-level Martial Artist, were also still lying on the ground, most of them seriously injured and unable to rise.

Some were too scared to get up, afraid that if they did, Lin Tian might punch them again. They pretended to be dead on the spot, opting to cower rather than be wounded.

But the most miserable was still Maoo Qijun. Both of his legs were broken at the knees, bent at a ninety-degree angle. The skin and flesh on the outside were torn, and fragments of bone tearing through his pants were faintly visible. Blood had soaked his clothes, a shocking sight to behold.

“Mr. Maoo, hang in there, I’m going to call an ambulance right away!”

Jiaang Huijun, who was helping Maoo Qijun lean to one side, seeing the elder’s face turn ashen as he trembled and whimpered, hurriedly took out her phone. At the same time, she looked up at Lin Tian and said, “You hillbilly, wait until Mr. Cheen gets here, you’re done for! No, worse than dead! You’ve done more to Mr. Maoo than just break his legs. Don’t think just because you can fight, you can arrogantly disrespect everything. You have no idea of the extent of Mr. Cheen’s influence, you uncivilized brute!”

Lin Tian lifted his head, his gaze icy as a blade. He then nodded slightly and said indifferently, “Go ahead, but once the doctor fixes him up, I’ll break them again!”

Jiaang Huijun, who was just about to make the call, stiffened. Her hands shook, and her phone nearly dropped to the floor.

“Since you say this Cheen Chaoya is so formidable, I’ll be waiting with interest!”

Lin Tian pulled out his mobile phone, glanced at the time, and then said, “I will only wait until two o’clock. If Cheen Chaoya doesn’t show up, I’ll start by crushing his hands, bit by bit! Then I’ll go find Cheen Chaoya for a cup of tea!”

His words were delivered with a natural ease, as if discussing something trivial, yet they carried an undeniable certainty.

Jiaang Huijun quickly lowered her head; she dared not meet Lin Tian’s gaze, feeling the menacing aura of murder in his deep eyes. She believed that if she made any move, her fate would likely be the same as Maoo Qijun’s, or even—death!

“Fine, fine, fine… You… you’ve got guts! Wait until my brother-in-law arrives, I’ll make you wish you were dead!”

Despite his severe pain, Maoo Qijun still managed to growl ferociously at Lin Tian.

“You don’t have much time left, only thirty minutes. If your brother-in-law doesn’t arrive, I’ll start with crushing your hands!”

Lin Tian ignored Maoo Qijun’s roar and said faintly, then slightly closed his eyes on the sofa, entering a meditative state like an old monk.

Hahaha… very good, very good indeed! It’s all because of you, this yokel, that I lost face and failed to successfully confess to Shanshan. When Cheen Chaoya arrives, I want to see you groveling on the ground begging for mercy!

In a corner of the room, Jia Yanjun’s cold eyes glanced at Lin Tian’s silhouette, thinking bitterly to himself.

However,

Ten minutes later,

Cheen Chaoya did not appear, and the door to the room was pushed open; two young men and women rushed in hurriedly.

It was none other than Lv Wenbing and Zhou Zhiyao.

Walking into the room, they noticed Jia Yanjun crouching in the corner and then their eyes fell on Maoo Qijun and others on the floor outside the room, screaming in agony. Their expressions changed suddenly, and they secretly gasped.

Since Lin Tian was sitting on a sofa facing away from the door, they only noticed his presence as they walked by.

“Lin Tian, what are you doing here?”

Seeing Lin Tian sitting leisurely with his eyes closed on the sofa, both Lv Wenbing and Zhou Zhiyao were greatly surprised.

Lin Tian opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked equally surprised, “Brother Lv, Sister Zhou, what are you doing here?”

Having been helped by the two before, Lin Tian still had a favorable impression of them.

Zhou Zhiyao and Lv Wenbing exchanged a glance, then asked, “Haven’t you gone to Guangnan yet? Is Shanshan your friend?”

“So Sister Zhou, you’re acquainted with Xiang Daisan! Well, we’re not exactly friends; I know her cousin Shu Yi. I’m just accompanying her here to have fun today!”

Lin Tian faintly understood why the two of them had come, and then he smiled in response.

“Did you really beat up Maoo Qijun and his people?”

Zhou Zhiyao looked around the private room again, took a slight gulp of cold air, and then urged, “Lin Tian, come with us, leave Xiangjiang Province immediately, the sooner the better!”

But,

before Lin Tian could speak, Maoo Qijun had already roared out, “Lv Wenbing, Zhou Zhiyao, are you trying to oppose my brother-in-law? Are you seeking death?”

Hearing this, the two of them slightly changed their expressions.

However, Zhou Zhiyao immediately raised her willowy eyebrows and shouted fiercely, “If we take care of everyone here, including you, will your brother-in-law even know who did it?”

The faces of Maoo Qijun and Jia Yanjun changed drastically, showing terror.

In the Underworld Forces of Cold Water River City, Lv Wenbing and Zhou Zhiyao were notoriously ruthless operators, and killing people was routine for them!

Now, given that only a few of them were present, if the couple took action, it could be done without anyone knowing!

Seeing the couple like this warmed Lin Tian’s heart slightly; he then smiled and said, “Brother Lv, Sister Zhou, I can handle things here; please, don’t get involved. I am waiting for that Cheen Chaoya to come over! I hear he’s quite formidable…”

“What, you’re waiting for Cheen Chaoya?”

Lv Wenbing and Zhou Zhiyao were stunned on the spot, utterly baffled.

You’ve beaten up Cheen Chaoya’s nephew and you dare to wait here for him? You must be tired of living.

Zhou Zhiyao stomped her foot and said urgently, “You little guy, I didn’t expect you to be so skilled, but your straightforward temper is even more commendable! Hurry up, listen to your sister, let’s leave now. As for Maoo Qijun, we’ll handle him!”

Hearing this, Lin Tian felt quite helpless, and he couldn’t help but complain to Xiang Daishan in secret, telling them to leave after he had asked them to, yet they still intervened.

If it weren’t for Shu Yi, Lin Tian wouldn’t even bother waiting; he was afraid that if he left, Cheen Chaoya, unable to find him, would turn his rage towards Shu Yi and the Xiang Family, and that would be troublesome.

He could disregard the life and death of the Xiang Family, but after all, it was Shu Yi’s grandfather’s family. If anything happened to the Xiang Family, Shu Yi would undoubtedly be heartbroken, and he couldn’t just stand by idly.

Just as Lin Tian was thinking about how to persuade Lv Wenbing and Zhou Zhiyao to leave, hurried footsteps came from outside. A portly man in a suit rushed in and upon seeing Lv Wenbing and Zhou Zhiyao, he was taken aback for a moment before saying, “Mr. Lv, Miss Zhou, what are you doing here? Where is Mr. Maoo?”

At this, the man looked around, finally noticing the woeful sight of Maoo Qijun.

“Mr. Maoo, are you alright? What happened? Mr. Cheen is coming soon, he’ll be here shortly; I heard there was trouble here…”

The man’s complexion had already turned quite pale, his forehead sweaty and he spoke in disarray.

He was the manager of the estate, Shi Feng; having received a call from Cheen Chaoya, he nearly scared to death and hurriedly scrambled to the Emperor’s private room.

“Damn… you know my brother-in-law is coming and you don’t rush to greet him!”

Maoo Qijun’s face twisted as he shouted angrily at Shi Feng.

“Okay, okay… I… I’m going now!”

Shi Feng nodded and bowed over and over, then quickly rolled out of the private room.

“You wait here!”

Lv Wenbing and Zhou Zhiyao’s expressions completely darkened as they cautioned Lin Tian, and then they too hurriedly left the private room.

In the parking lot of Dragon Mountain Manor, several luxury cars were parked in a fan-shaped arrangement.

In the center of these luxury cars was a black Lexus.

An elderly man hurriedly alighted from the car and then opened the rear door, and a tall middle-aged man in a Tang suit stepped out. He had a crew cut, a stern face, and walked with a demeanor as imposing as a dragon or a tiger.

He was none other than Cheen Yanwang of Xiangjiang Province—Cheen Chaoya!