In the spacious courtyard, still bathed in bright sunlight, Long Xiaolin watched as two maids ran into the house to complain to Long Aotian. He completely lost his temper, grabbed a Qinglong Yanyue saber from the nearby weapon rack, which Long Aotian usually used for his health exercises, and ferociously lunged at Chen Xiao:
"Since you're not willing to leave on your own, don't blame me for cutting you down!"
When Long Aotian heard the commotion and ran out, he saw Long Xiaolin raising the Qinglong Yanyue saber high and hacking at Chen Xiao. He was so scared his face turned pale.
Too ill to intervene, he could only shout desperately:
"Xiaolin, are you trying to get yourself killed? Stop!"
Long Xiaolin not only ignored him but escalated, swinging the saber with all his might towards Chen Xiao's head, his face contorted with ferocity:
"Grandpa, I'm your only grandson, far superior to that granddaughter Zhou Wannong. Even if I chop this Chen guy in half, with your power, you can't possibly send me to jail..."
As if he could already see Chen Xiao split in two on the spot, Long Xiaolin's excitement was palpable as he spoke.
However, before his words even fell, Chen Xiao, who had been engrossed in simmering medicine, casually reached out and caught the Qinglong Yanyue saber as it swung towards him. With a pull and a push, he sent Long Xiaolin staggering back seven or eight steps before he finally fell to the ground.
"Caught a Qinglong Yanyue saber weighing a hundred and twenty jin, swung with all Xiaolin's might, with one hand?"
Long Aotian's jaw dropped, utterly stunned.
While he himself could have easily done the same with his martial prowess, the problem was that Chen Xiao looked no older than twenty.
For a moment, he suddenly understood why Chen Xiao had been so composed when facing him. After all, to a person with absolute martial strength, power was nothing more than dirt.
But Long Xiaolin simply couldn't accept reality. After being thrown to the ground in a sorry state, he became enraged and started cursing:
"Chen Xiao, how dare you hit me? Don't you know my grandfather is the Dragon King of the Northern Border Army? Don't you know my parents are..."
"I'm hitting you because I'm hitting you!"
Having been humiliated by Long Xiaolin multiple times, Chen Xiao was already furious. Before Long Xiaolin could finish speaking, he secretly circulated the Da Meng Jin Gang Shen Gong and hurled the Qinglong Yanyue saber in his hand fiercely at Long Xiaolin.
"Ah—"
Seeing the saber, weighing over a hundred jin, piercing towards him, Long Xiaolin instinctively screamed.
"Bang!"
The next second, with a dull thud, the nearly two-meter-long Qinglong Yanyue saber plunged into the hard floor in front of Long Xiaolin as if it were tofu, with immense force, causing the ground to tremble faintly.
Watching the cold blade mere inches from his crotch, Long Xiaolin was completely terrified, sitting on the ground, sweating profusely, his body trembling. After a stunned dozen seconds, he instinctively cried out to Long Aotian for help:
"Grand... Grandpa, save... save me, help..."
Long Aotian was clearly also stunned by Chen Xiao's actions. Supported by two pale and trembling maids, he stood at the doorway, frozen like a statue.
It wasn't until Long Xiaolin cried for help that he finally realized Chen Xiao had shown mercy. Without a word, he forced himself up, his tall and sturdy body swaying precariously, and lunged forward, pummeling Long Xiaolin with all his might until his grandson lost consciousness. Only then did he reluctantly stop and say to Chen Xiao with great apprehension:
"Doctor Chen, you showed such magnanimity to this wicked brat who harbored murderous intent towards you. It is truly admirable..."
Chen Xiao, focused on pouring the prepared Xumi Jiezi Paste into a porcelain bowl, his mind solely on Jun Dao's injury, interrupted Long Aotian without hesitation:
"Mercy? Killing him with one blow would have been mercy. The only reason I spared him is to torment him further another day! Stop your nonsense and take me to apply medicine to Brother Jun Dao."
"This..."
Long Aotian was choked speechless. After a moment's thought, he kicked the unconscious Long Xiaolin twice more in anger, then, completely subdued, led Chen Xiao into the house.
Yan Shi, his mind entirely on the nine Sheng Sheng Zao Hua needles stuck in Jun Dao, hadn't noticed what was happening outside. Seeing Long Aotian personally bring Chen Xiao in, and Chen Xiao immediately start applying the colorless and odorless paste from the bowl to Jun Dao's bullet wound, he panicked and quickly intervened:
"Young man, stop! Jun Dao's gunshot wound is very serious. Using medication rashly could lead to infection..."
"Cough cough..."
Long Aotian coughed twice to interrupt him:
"Doctor Yan, don't worry. The life-sustaining divine needles on Jun Dao were inserted by this Doctor Chen Xiao."
"Wh... what?"
Yan Shi's jaw dropped, completely dumbfounded. Chen Xiao looked far too young, so young that he couldn't help but doubt if the Sheng Sheng Zao Hua needles were truly from Chen Xiao.
Driven by his professional dedication to life, he hesitated only briefly before saying:
"Even so, Jun Dao's current condition is not suitable for random medication."