Chapter 38

In the midst of the children falling into a coma and the elderly being in unbearable pain, it was as if a basin of icy water had been poured directly over the head of the second young master — at that moment, he had no time to think much and immediately called his subordinates to help carry the child into the inn's inner room.

The crowd in the hall, who had already been peering out curiously at the commotion at the door, now saw the second young master hurriedly leading a group up to the second floor, causing a flurry of gossip — this baseless chatter continued for a long time, and even when the eldest young master arrived with his entourage, it did not cease.

The man's displeasure perhaps began right at that moment!

This is a side note for now; let's focus on the group rushing up the stairs. Led by the fat innkeeper, they opened the door to the best room and placed Zhenzhenbao on the bed in the outer room — the second young master, anxious and agitated, stomped his feet and rubbed his hands, "You! You, go and fetch Doctor Sun... You, bring me some hot soup... Ah! Hurry up, cover the child with a blanket!" He sent everyone off with various tasks.

The fat innkeeper, unable to help, could only console the old man, August, "Sir, don't worry! Doctor Sun from our village is very skilled; he will surely save the child. If you worry too much, who will take care of your grandson?"

If August's performance was all an act, it was just to get into the best room and stay for the night. He didn't expect that Zhenzhenbao's feigned illness would cause such a big commotion — hearing this, he became anxious. If Doctor Sun checked Zhenzhenbao's pulse, everything would be exposed!

Just the lack of heartbeat and body temperature in Zhenzhenbao couldn't be explained!

While he was anxious, someone brought in a bucket of hot soup. August took the opportunity to join the others in wiping Zhenzhenbao's body with the hot towels. He secretly pinched Zhenzhenbao under the cover...

This prearranged signal made Zhenzhenbao understand, and he naturally started to moan and groan!

"He's awake! He's awake!"

The people surrounding him immediately shouted in joy, and August, tears streaming down his face, hugged Zhenzhenbao and wept bitterly. The second young master and the fat innkeeper also rejoiced, and everyone clapped and cheered, the noise like thunder.

Of course, August had a ready explanation, saying that Zhenzhenbao had always been weak and that being caught in the rain and cold had caused this. This explanation covered the matter — the second young master nodded in agreement, thinking that the child's frail health would not withstand the night in the shed, so he decided to discuss the matter with his brother...

When he mentioned his plan, everyone praised him, saying that his compassionate heart would move heaven, and that his mother would be blessed by heaven, and so on, all flattering words. This made the second young master believe that his actions were divinely sanctioned, and he thought that the master they had invited would not object. In high spirits, he made a decision:

"Then it's settled. You two will stay here, and I'll go and ask the master to take you in..."

"Hmph!"

Before he could finish, a cold snort came from the doorway. Turning around, they saw the eldest young master and the invited man standing there. The master's face was full of displeasure, and the eldest young master, with a grim expression, glared at his younger brother, Qin Lu, and spat out a few words:

"You stay, and the rest of you get out!"

The sudden outburst of the eldest young master frightened his subordinates and the fat innkeeper, who quietly slipped out, leaving only the old man August, Zhenzhenbao, the master, and the two young masters of the Qin family in the room. The door was closed.

Qin Lu, who had always respected and feared his elder brother, would never dare to say a word against him under normal circumstances. However, this matter concerned his mother, and he was genuinely troubled. Moreover, he did not think he was wrong, so he argued: "Brother! I know this room is for the master, but can one person really use two beds? I saved this old man and child to earn merit for my mother..."

"Shut up!" The eldest young master, Qin Ming, roared, raising his hand as if to strike. Qin Lu, frightened, quickly moved to the side, bumping into a table corner and falling to the ground. He quickly got up and said timidly, "Brother, don't hit me! I didn't do anything wrong; I just wanted to earn merit for my mother... Why are you hitting me..." Tears welled up in his eyes, and he cried out of frustration.

Qin Ming, of course, knew his younger brother's temperament. When he heard the gossip downstairs, the face of the yin-yang master Kong Feng, whom he had brought from the mountain, turned extremely ugly, and his words were full of criticism. In a moment of desperation, he resorted to this tactic.

He knew how to handle these people and decided to give Kong Feng enough face to smooth things over. So, he started by intimidating his younger brother — the act was almost complete, and he found a way to step down:

"Who asked you to do these things? The master is a person with a compassionate heart, a high-ranking cultivator who has achieved immortality, a person who saves the world and helps those in need. How could he possibly ignore a dying person? You should not have interfered before the master. If the person is saved, it's fine, but if something goes wrong, won't it be blamed on the master?"

These words were very effective, and Kong Feng, feeling flattered, nodded in agreement, his expression softening. Seeing this, Qin Ming quickly added fuel to the fire, walking up and raising his fist: "Interfering and taking credit, I'll beat you for being so ignorant..."

"Enough, enough!" Kong Feng, seeing the situation, could not stand by, and quickly intervened: "The second young master acted out of urgency, not intentionally... But you are right; this is my responsibility, and I will not ignore it." He took a few steps forward and touched Zhenzhenbao's forehead...

Suddenly, Zhenzhenbao felt an intense heat surge through his body, flowing through the eight extraordinary meridians to his forehead. Although it felt normal to others, he felt as if his internal organs were being stirred!

This was August's doing, using his yang fire to soften the stiff body of the corpse, allowing it to move — essentially treating Zhenzhenbao as a corpse to avoid detection by Kong Feng. Occasionally using this technique would not harm Zhenzhenbao.

He gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Hmm, he's still a bit feverish, but it's nothing serious," Kong Feng said, nodding to August, "I've examined him. Your grandson will recover after a good night's rest." His words implied that he had taken credit for saving the child. "Have him drink some hot soup and eat some porridge and vegetables, and he will be fine."

"Master, you are truly skilled!" Qin Ming, seeing his pleasant expression, quickly praised him: "If it weren't for your intervention, the child might not have been saved — quickly! Old man, thank the master!"

"Thank you, Master!" August, a skilled actor, immediately expressed his gratitude with tears of gratitude, not blushing at all, and waved his hand, "Enough, enough, no need for more thanks. You should return to your quarters and rest — I am also very tired from the long journey."

His words seemed to forget the gossip he had heard downstairs...

Qin Lu, not stupid, had already guessed his brother's intentions from his words and actions. Now, seeing that Kong Feng seemed to want to drive the old man and child away, he quickly pleaded, saying there were no other rooms and asking if they could stay for the night — but as soon as he said this, Kong Feng's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot:

"You are extremely impolite!" His patience had clearly reached its limit, and he could no longer hold back his scolding: "Saving the child's life is already a great favor, and you want me to share a room with this dirty old man, disturbing my cultivation? Is this a deliberate insult?"

Qin Ming quickly tried to soothe him: "Master, please calm down, my younger brother is ignorant..." "Don't speak!" Kong Feng interrupted: "You invited me with a letter from my master, and I came to help. The journey of a hundred miles was a great honor — others provide spacious houses and servants for our Wu Lun Sect yin-yang masters, but here, in this dilapidated village, there is no proper reception, and now you want me to share a room with others? Enough! I'm leaving!"

He actually started to walk out, as if he was about to leave!

Seeing this, what else could the two brothers do but beg him? August, sensing the situation, suddenly started to wail!

While crying, he pleaded: "Master, my grandson is very ill; staying in the shed is impossible! I beg you to show mercy and let my grandson stay here for the night. I, the old and dirty man, will go to the shed. Will you allow this?"

As soon as August spoke, Kong Feng turned his anger on him, glaring and cursing:

"Shameless old man! I saved your life out of pity for your old age and your young grandson, but you dare to take advantage and want to stay here? I, a high-ranking yin-yang master of the Wu Lun Sect, sharing a room with you would make me a laughingstock, a person of low taste and crude manners!" Though his words were not complete, the meaning was clear: I am a superior person and disdain to share a room with you!

Hearing this, August's heart burned with anger, but seeing the genuine difficulty of the two brothers, he said no more, and carried Zhenzhenbao out of the room — his original intention was just to get closer to Kong Feng and find out which senior he belonged to, but it turned into this mess!

Encountering such an unprincipled junior from the same sect was truly infuriating!

After the old man and child left, and the two brothers soothed him with kind words, Kong Feng felt that he had saved enough face, so he grumbled and reluctantly went to sleep — Qin Lu, once outside, did not rush home but pulled his brother aside and told him his plan, which was:

To take the old man and child home and let them stay in his room!

PS: I recommend the work "Limitless Martial God," which is quite unique in its use of molecular skills, a highlight worth exploring. Readers can savor it.

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