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Chapter 341: Chapter 0340: Seizing (Four Updates)_1
 

“Security, drag this madman away,” Duanmu Kuang commanded.

Two security guards approached.

Ye Xiong kicked out twice, sending both security guards flying, and strode toward the car.

Next to the car, one of the doctors suddenly made a move, a flash of white light, like lightning, aimed at Ye Xiong’s neck.

This man, disguised as a doctor, was probably the same one Ye Xiong had seen in the room with Ghost Shadow that night. If he wasn’t mistaken, Ghost Shadow and another man acted as decoys, trying to lure him away, while this man was tasked with escorting Ghost to safety.

Fortunately, when he was on his covert visit that night, he saw there were three men in the room, otherwise, he might have been fooled.

The doctor was fast, with only the glint of a blade seen before it reached Ye Xiong’s chest.

Against an average expert, that might have been effective, but it wasn’t nearly enough for Ye Xiong.

Ye Xiong dodged twice, then with a kick, sent him flying, ready to pull off the white sheet covering the person on the car.

Just as he was about to lift the sheet, suddenly a flash of white light streaked past, and dozens of silver needles shot towards him.

At the critical moment, Duanmu Kuang made his move.

“Dare to interfere with emergency rescue? I’ll teach you a lesson,” he said.

Between Duanmu Kuang’s fingers were countless silver needles, which he expertly threw.

Ye Xiong dodged them, pulled out the Cold Ink Dagger, and clashed with Duanmu Kuang.

Seizing the opportunity, the man disguised as a doctor pushed the cart, fleeing swiftly.

Regrettably, after only making it a few meters, two figures blocked his path.

“Do you take us sisters for fools?” Angel shouted.

“Sister, it’s been a long time since we’ve fought together; let’s show him how formidable we are,” she added.

Angel and An Le charged forward, engaging the man disguised as a doctor in combat.

Currently, during the working hours, the scene in the hallway drew the attention of many. All eyes fell on the surgery cart, everyone eager to know who was lying on it.

Why both parties were so desperate to have it.

Wonder as they might, not a soul dared to step forward as both sides were fighting to the death.

At that moment, a figure emerged from the crowd and walked towards the surgery cart.

Appearing was none other than Duanmu Linglong.

She had followed Ye Xiong, wanting to uncover what exactly was happening.

Now, it seemed all the truths lay atop this surgery cart.

Duanmu Linglong approached the cart, heart pounding with excitement.

The truth was here, and her heart suddenly felt heavy.

“Linglong, stop,” Duanmu Kuang said sharply.

“Don’t you want to know the truth? Pull off the white sheet,” Ye Xiong shouted.

Several times Ye Xiong tried to break through, but was blocked by Duanmu Kuang each time.

The strength of Duanmu Kuang was much greater than Ye Xiong had anticipated. Even if not quite on his level, the gap was minimal, and moreover, he was proficient in Inner Strength.

Duanmu Linglong’s chest heaved with intense emotion as her hand tentatively reached out, too agitated for words.

“Linglong, I told you to stop, do you hear me?” Duanmu Kuang said fiercely.

“Don’t you want to prove your father’s innocence? Now’s your chance.”

Duanmu Linglong clenched her teeth and with a tug, pulled the white sheet off.

After the white sheet was removed, Ye Xiong felt extremely nervous; having pursued the case for so long, if the person on the bed wasn’t Ghost, all his efforts were in vain.

As his gaze fell on the face of the elderly man on the bed, Ye Xiong was stunned.

It was a stranger’s face, not the Ghost’s at all.

“Senior Murong Feng.”

Once she saw clearly who was on the ambulance, Duanmu Linglong couldn’t help but cry out in surprise.

The person lying in the ambulance wasn’t Ghost, but the Lingnan Medical God, Murong Feng?

He who was called the once-in-a-century peerless genius of the Lingnan Sect.

Ye Xiong could never have imagined such a situation.

How could Murong Feng be here, looking totally immobilized, even his mouth sealed with tape, appearing like a madman?

If it weren’t for the name Murong Feng coming out of Duanmu Linglong’s mouth, Ye Xiong would never have dreamed that the man before him was the Lingnan Divine Doctor Murong Feng.

He looked nothing like the distinguished and noble Divine Doctor.

“Dad, what on earth is going on, how could Senior Murong Feng be here?” Duanmu Linglong pressed urgently.

“He is just a patient of mine with some form of madness, which is why I had to tie him up. Don’t talk nonsense,” Duanmu Kuang quickly said.

Ye Xiong’s mind was racing.

The Lingnan Medical God Murong Feng must have a reason to be here.

In just over ten days, the Lingnan Sect along with the Seven Great Families would have their medicinal exchange conference, held once every five years. At such an important time, Murong Feng should be resting at home, preparing in the best condition for his last medicinal exchange conference; why was he here, like a broken man?

Without delay, Ye Xiong decided to rescue him. Murong Feng surely knew a lot of insider information, even where Ghost was hiding and what his schemes were.

“An Le’er, rescue the man.” Ye Xiong commanded.

“Yes, Master.”

An Le’er ran to the bedside, helped Murong Feng’s body up, and quickly left.

Duanmu Kuang became anxious, and in his anger, he unleashed a blast of powerful Qi Gang which made it difficult for everyone around him to breathe, even affecting the doctor and Angel who were entangled in a struggle, demonstrating just how strong Duanmu Kuang was.

Seeing such intense murderous aura radiate from her father, Duanmu Linglong was greatly shocked.

She knew very well her father’s strength; in her memory, no one had ever been his match.

However, the next moment, she was shocked again because at the same time Duanmu Kuang exploded in rage, Ye Xiong did too.

His clothes moved without wind, unleashing a blast of Qi Gang that was no less imposing than her father’s, even more formidable.

He actually knew Inner Strength, and it seemed even stronger than her father’s.

Duanmu Linglong was completely astonished. She finally understood why that night he had been capable of inserting the Silver Needle into the elder’s skull.

Because he was an Inner Strength master all along.

For someone so young to have this level of strength, Duanmu Linglong had never heard of such a thing.

“Duanmu Kuang, I’ll settle this account with you slowly. Sooner or later, I will tear off your false mask.”

Seeing that An Le had already carried Murong Feng to the car and was waving at him, Ye Xiong launched a fierce assault to push Duanmu Kuang back, then ran over to Angel, drove off the doctor with a few moves, grabbed Angel, and hurried onto the vehicle, quickly driving away.

Duanmu Kuang wanted to pursue, but it was too late already, and he could only watch helplessly as Ye Xiong rescued Murong Feng.

After Ye Xiong had left, Duanmu Linglong approached Duanmu Kuang, asking excitedly, “Dad, why would Murong Feng appear here? What exactly has happened?”

Slap!

A slap struck her face fiercely, and Duanmu Kuang roared angrily, “You treacherous thing, get out now!”

This slap dazed Duanmu Linglong.

She had never been hit like this before in her life.

The scholarly face of the man in front of her grew ferocious and twisted.

Suddenly, Duanmu Linglong felt that this face had become strange to her…