Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 69 - 65 A Faint Voice

69: Chapter 65: A Faint Voice

69 -65: A Faint Voice

“You…” Lin Che’s face changed drastically, intense pain suddenly shot through his calf, and instinctively, he flailed the leg that Hou Li was clinging to.

But it was in vain, as Hou Li stubbornly held on, refusing to let go or loosen his grip.

“Damn it!

Damn it!!

Damn it!!!” Overcome by pain, Lin Che became fiercely violent, his strength seemingly amplified.

He lifted his foot, stomped down, lifted again, stomping multiple times in an attempt to break free from Hou Li’s hold.

Hou Li was slammed around, his body feeling like it was about to shatter, nearly losing consciousness, but by a thread of will, he persevered.

Meanwhile, Hou Qingqing had backed into a corner with nowhere else to retreat, and Lin Yuanbang was only three to four meters away from her.

“Little girl, there’s a saying that if you can’t resist, you might as well enjoy it.

Being favored by our young master, even just once, is lucky, don’t you think?” Lin Yuanbang’s smile grew even thicker, his steps as unhurried as ever.

He really wasn’t in a rush—after all, everything was under control, wasn’t it?

“Get lost!

Get lost!!

Get away!!!” Hou Qingqing screamed, her voice filled with sobs, as she swung the mop in her hand towards the man in front of her.

Smack…

But it was caught by Lin Yuanbang in an instant.

Lin Yuanbang snorted disdainfully and with a twist of his hands, the mop handle snapped cleanly in two!

“Little girl, this thing really isn’t sturdy at all!” said Lin Yuanbang mockingly as he tossed the broken mop onto the ground, taking another step forward, now only two meters away from Hou Qingqing.

Lin Yuanbang took out a piece of rope from his sleeve, seemingly made of special material.

Hou Qingqing was ashen, filled with utter despair.

The only sliver of hope left in her heart was for Brother Chen.

“Just a reminder, when you’re tied up with this rope, don’t struggle!

The more you struggle, the tighter it gets, and the tighter it gets, the more this Saint Heir cuts into your flesh like a knife!” Lin Yuanbang gestured with the rope in his hand.

“Come on, stretch out your hands, be a little cooperative!”

“Save me, wuuuu…

Brother Chen, save me!!!” Finally, Hou Qingqing broke into loud cries.

She was after all only a nineteen-year-old girl, innocent and inexperienced, her voice filled with pain as tears streamed down her face.

“Tsk tsk…

such pitiful crying!

Brother Chen?

Who is he?

Your boyfriend?

When girls face danger and despair, they always hope for their knight in shining armor to swoop down from the heavens to save them!” Lin Yuanbang teased.

“But, reality is no fairy tale, where would so many knights in shining armor come from?

And even if there really were such a knight, could he definitely save you?

Heh…

you should pray that your Brother Chen doesn’t appear because, otherwise, today might just see another death!”

In the midst of speaking, Lin Yuanbang lost interest in talking any further, his gaze turning cold as he prepared to move.

However.

At that very moment!

“Bang…”

A thunderous noise erupted, as if a massive iron sphere had fallen from Above the Nine Heavens, violently crashing onto the ground, extremely, extremely loud.

This abrupt clamor left Lin Yuanbang and Lin Che utterly stunned.

At the same time, it was clearly visible that the Lin Family’s door had fallen over, and in the doorway stood a young man.

Su Chen!

Su Chen had arrived!

Su Chen cast a glance over the scene inside the hall, his expression chilling to an emotionless freeze in an instant.

Blood was everywhere in the hall, Shou Hou had been beaten beyond recognition, severely injured.

And Shou Hou’s parents were also lying in pools of blood, on the brink of death, having passed out.

The only consolation was Hou Qingqing.

Su Chen confirmed that the faint silhouette in the corner of the hall was indeed Hou Qingqing, who was still unharmed up to this point.

He was relieved that he had made it in time—was it just by a little?

If he had been any later, would something not have happened to Hou Qingqing?

Indescribable rage surged in Su Chen’s heart!!!

He wanted to kill, desperately, desperately, desperately wanted to kill.

“Wuuuu…

Brother Chen, save dad, mom and brother!” Suddenly, Hou Qingqing was the first to speak up, her voice a mix of surprise, crying, and pleading.

Su Chen’s heart ached.

A kind-hearted girl, when danger struck, her first thought was not for herself, but for her brother and parents.

“So he’s your Brother Chen, interesting—he really did come, and quite timely too!” The next second, Lin Yuanbang chuckled with a playfulness.

He couldn’t tell that Su Chen was a Martial Cultivator and assumed Su Chen was an ordinary person.

Why couldn’t he recognize that Su Chen was a Martial Cultivator?

Because Su Chen, unlike Shou Hou and all other Martial Cultivators, had practiced several Minor Secret Techniques in his previous life, including the “Breath Concealment Art”.

By cultivating the “Breath Concealment Art”, one could hide all traces of a martial cultivator’s Qi.

If Shou Hou had learned the “Breath Concealment Art”, perhaps he wouldn’t have faced misfortune, but the “Breath Concealment Art” wasn’t something others could easily cultivate.

The “Breath Concealment Art” was neither a Cultivation Technique nor a martial skill, but a Minor Secret Technique that Su Chen had deduced and created himself after a considerable amount of time in his previous life.

It was tailored specifically for his Dantian and meridians; if someone else attempted to cultivate the “Breath Concealment Art”, it could cause grave issues, a light injury to the meridians at best, or at worst, a Deviation.

Taking a deep breath, Su Chen stepped into the hall, under the playful gazes of Lin Che and Lin Yuanbang.

“You two should just kill yourselves!

I can consider the Lin Zi’s face and not direct my wrath towards the entire Lin Family,” Su Chen said nonchalantly as he glanced at Lin Yuanbang and Lin Che.

Su Chen’s voice wasn’t loud and didn’t seem forceful, but as he uttered those words, there was an inexplicable feeling that the temperature in the hall had dropped.

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