273 The Cold-Blooded Master (1/2)
The three women agreed to catch Fatty Tang and then nimbly pounced at him. Tang Yuan's speed was no match for the three women. Sun Xiao Mei grabbed him by his ear and dragged him back. Fatty Tang continuously begged for mercy as he endured the maltreatment.
”Alright Fatty Tang. You're trying to entice the Young Master Jun into going to that forsaken place with you! I'll whip that fat grease off your body today. How dare you even mention those girls…”
Sun Xiao Mei took the lead as the three women started raining curses at Fatty Tang. They even stomped on him; right in front of Jun Mo Xie. Each of them had accumulated a bellyful of anger. The Fatty had then arrived at the crucial moment. He was practically a ready-made punching bag for them to vent-out their rage on. It would've been a waste if they didn't use him for his designated purpose. Especially when they even had a just-and-reasonable cause to exploit…
Tears and snot ran down his fat face, his fat body, his chubby face and his plump hands; he lost count of how many times he was punched. And his face had turned from white to green, to purple and then black in an instant. He let out an earth-shattering scream. Fatty unceasingly requested Jun Mo Xie to have pity on him and save his little brother from that 'fiery cauldron'. However, he received no reply.
'Putting Fatty Tang right' apparently required a lot of effort. The three women were left panting. They stopped when they recalled that the main culprit was sitting at the side. They realized that they had merely grasped the opportunity to let-out all their pent-up angst. Tang Yuan also got up. He then continued to complain for a while.
”Jun Mo Xie, I didn't expect you…” The three women suddenly shut-up. This resulted in a complete silence throughout the room.
The place where the Young Master Jun had been sitting was empty. The four people foolishly looked for Jun Mo Xie in the room. They hadn't realized when the Young Master Jun had disappeared.
Even the herbal medicines which had fallen down were gone…
His actions had been lightning fast.
Grandpa Tang received news from the palace — his eldest grandson, Tang Yuan was to go there the next morning and have an audience with the Emperor. Tang Wan Li was unaware why his grandson had been called, but it was extremely difficult to reject the Emperor's command. Therefore, he sent someone to the Jun Residence to bring the once-expelled-grandson home.
The Young Master Tang was covered in dirt by then. However, he thanked the Gods in heaven for breaking-him-away from the sea of misery he was in. He quickly escaped that place in disarray; in fact, he didn't even change his clothes. He had never felt so much affection for his grandfather. His grandfather had rescued him from such hardships. His grandpa had become a god in his eyes.
The sky slowly grew dark as time progressed. Lights had started to flicker in the Jun Family's courtyard. A banquet had been arranged in the ante-room in honor of the noble guests — Dugu Wudi and Minister Sun.
This banquet was of a very high standard. Grandpa Jun and Jun Wu Yi were personally accompanying the guests. However, Jun Mo Xie had vanished like the smoke. The three women had been gnashing their teeth. Their bellies were burning with their anger, and they desperately wanted to settle the scores.
Jun Mo Xie sneakily emerged from the Hong Jun Pagoda late at night. Everyone had gone off to sleep by then. He glanced left and right, and then proceeded towards his bedroom.
[This is a joke. I wasn't hiding from those three silly girls. Why should I be afraid of them? I hid… only to prepare a prescription for ye Gu Han; that's all.]
[Saving people is like putting out a fire. How could I've delayed it? And this medicine took a bit of time… these people surely must've needed to rest by now? It's nothing to make a fuss about!]
Jun Mo Xie comforted himself with the anesthetics he had prepared in the past half-a-day. One medicine was to be taken orally, and another was to be applied externally. Jun Mo Xie proceeded into his bedroom, and began treating Ye Gu Han's injured bones.
It took a lot of effort but the broken rib bones in Ye Gu Han's chest cavity were brought together like embroidery. They had been completely brought under control by the time he was finished. Young Master Jun's clothes had been drenched in sweat. He was very tired, and couldn't bear to sit on his backside anymore. He shook his head and muttered, ”My own mother didn't work so hard for me… the next time I have to work like this — I'll die before I do it. This effort has 'half' killed me!”
Suddenly, Jun Mo Xie felt a very mysterious aura gushing around him. He felt the hair on his body stand-up. The air itself had become scant, and had started to fill with a vicious and murderous aura. The atmosphere felt extremely cold.
Jun Mo Xie quickly looked-up. He shivered when he saw an astonishing spiritual aura scattering around the air…
The earth-shattering and frantic aura quickly rose over the Tian Xiang City. It then erupted. It had soon covered about of five kilometers…
This aura was filled with endless fury and pain…
Yes, pain! It was faintly discernable. But anyone who felt it could sense that the person disseminating this aura was extremely sad. This was a very genuine feeling.
Jun Mo Xie could confirm that the person dispensing that aura was a top level expert, and had surpassed all competition. However, Hit-man Jun considered this man to be second to himself. However, this man seemed even stronger than the Solitary Eagle and Shi Chang Xiao.
A very powerful person had fallen into extreme rage and sadness…
Jun Mo Xie nervously started to ponder. He couldn't tell what was happening. Suddenly, a thunderous and cold voice echoed in the sky, and broke the silence of the night. It then rolled across the city like a tsunami, ”Solitary Eagle! Wen Cang Yu! Come and face me you two bastards!”
Suddenly, a long, desolate and indignant cry rang-out from the sky. And it startled everyone.