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Upon hearing this, Murong Yixuan’s face was cold as frost. His lips were pursed tightly and he didn’t speak. He just looked at the elegantly clothed man who was having an attack from his illness and said: “Since you won’t listen to my advice, then when your Second Master returns, you can take him home!” As soon as he had spoken, he turned his back and left, without paying any more attention to the person who was being held down.
Shortly after he left, a middle-aged man came hurriedly, following the cultivator who was leading the way. His expression was ghastly and he exclaimed: “Why didn’t you tell me that he has finished his medicine? Didn’t I tell you to look after him? How could you let such a thing happen?”
Yin Second Master walked into the room quickly, and when he saw how ill the person being held down was, he quickly took out the medicine and poured out a piece which he placed into his mouth. After the pill had been ingested, the person who was being held down slowly calmed down and stopped roaring and struggling till finally, he fell unconscious.
Upon seeing this, he turned his cold face towards the cultivators: “What the hell is going on? How did Heng’er get sick earlier than usual?”
The cultivators had just breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the Second Master’s questioning. They couldn’t help but glance at each other, then they reported the matter to him.
“It’s the steward from Heavenly Pill Tower?” The Second Master frowned: “Didn’t you already report to me when you came back two days ago? We are here to seek medical treatment and we can’t provoke the Ghost Doctor’s men. Even if the Young Master is not sensible, shouldn’t you understand the importance of the matter? If we have a grudge with Heavenly Pill Tower because of this matter, how can his illness be cured? Have you ever thought about it?”
His face was full of anger as he stared at them: “If anything were to happen, I will see how you will deal with the aftermath!”
“Please forgive us Second Master!” The cultivators knelt down on one knee when they realised the seriousness of the matter. If their Young Master were to fail in seeking medical treatment this time, they would not be able to escape the wrath of the Family Patriarch upon their return.
The Second Master took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. After he had calmed down, he asked: “Where is Young Master Murong?”
“Before Second Master returned, I had gone to fetch Young Master Murong. However, when Young Master Murong learnt that our Young Master had made a move against Steward Leng, his expression turned frosty and he flicked his sleeves and left saying, saying…” The cultivator lowered his head and didn’t dare to finish speaking.
“What did he say?” Yin Second Master frowned and asked.
“He said, he said that when Second Master returns we should take Young Master home.” The cultivator whispered.
Sure enough, Yin Second Master’s face changed slightly when he heard this. He stepped forward and kicked the cultivator: “You’re good for nothings who only ruin things and can’t accomplish things!” Unable to hide his anger, he walked outside. The cultivator snorted but didn’t dare say any more.
Yin Second Master came to Murong Yixuan’s small courtyard and saw him sitting in the courtyard drinking tea with an expressionless face. Upon seeing this, his eyes flickered and he stepped forward: “Young Master Murong.”
“Yin Second Master.” Murong Yixuan looked at him and nodded slightly.
“I know what Ziheng has done. I didn’t expect that after my repeated warnings, he has not listened to a word I have said.” Yin Second Master came to the table and sat down. He sighed softly: “Now that his attack is so serious, it seems that his condition has gotten more serious. And the Ghost Doctor is not back yet either. I’m really worried.”
Murong Yixuan turned the teacup in his hand gently and said: “Yin Second Master, I cannot help Ziheng this time. I have already prepared to leave for the Sect in a few days’ time and I will ask Muxin Immortal Lord to pardon me then.”
“You’re leaving? If you’re gone, then wouldn’t it be even harder for us to seek the Ghost Doctor’s help?”
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Upon hearing this, Murong Yixuan’s face was cold as frost. His lips were pursed tightly and he didn’t speak. He just looked at the elegantly clothed man who was having an attack from his illness and said: “Since you won’t listen to my advice, then when your Second Master returns, you can take him home!” As soon as he had spoken, he turned his back and left, without paying any more attention to the person who was being held down.
Shortly after he left, a middle-aged man came hurriedly, following the cultivator who was leading the way. His expression was ghastly and he exclaimed: “Why didn’t you tell me that he has finished his medicine? Didn’t I tell you to look after him? How could you let such a thing happen?”
Yin Second Master walked into the room quickly, and when he saw how ill the person being held down was, he quickly took out the medicine and poured out a piece which he placed into his mouth. After the pill had been ingested, the person who was being held down slowly calmed down and stopped roaring and struggling till finally, he fell unconscious.
Upon seeing this, he turned his cold face towards the cultivators: “What the hell is going on? How did Heng’er get sick earlier than usual?”
The cultivators had just breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the Second Master’s questioning. They couldn’t help but glance at each other, then they reported the matter to him.
“It’s the steward from Heavenly Pill Tower?” The Second Master frowned: “Didn’t you already report to me when you came back two days ago? We are here to seek medical treatment and we can’t provoke the Ghost Doctor’s men. Even if the Young Master is not sensible, shouldn’t you understand the importance of the matter? If we have a grudge with Heavenly Pill Tower because of this matter, how can his illness be cured? Have you ever thought about it?”
His face was full of anger as he stared at them: “If anything were to happen, I will see how you will deal with the aftermath!”
“Please forgive us Second Master!” The cultivators knelt down on one knee when they realised the seriousness of the matter. If their Young Master were to fail in seeking medical treatment this time, they would not be able to escape the wrath of the Family Patriarch upon their return.
The Second Master took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. After he had calmed down, he asked: “Where is Young Master Murong?”
“Before Second Master returned, I had gone to fetch Young Master Murong. However, when Young Master Murong learnt that our Young Master had made a move against Steward Leng, his expression turned frosty and he flicked his sleeves and left saying, saying…” The cultivator lowered his head and didn’t dare to finish speaking.
“What did he say?” Yin Second Master frowned and asked.
“He said, he said that when Second Master returns we should take Young Master home.” The cultivator whispered.
Sure enough, Yin Second Master’s face changed slightly when he heard this. He stepped forward and kicked the cultivator: “You’re good for nothings who only ruin things and can’t accomplish things!” Unable to hide his anger, he walked outside. The cultivator snorted but didn’t dare say any more.
Yin Second Master came to Murong Yixuan’s small courtyard and saw him sitting in the courtyard drinking tea with an expressionless face. Upon seeing this, his eyes flickered and he stepped forward: “Young Master Murong.”
“Yin Second Master.” Murong Yixuan looked at him and nodded slightly.
“I know what Ziheng has done. I didn’t expect that after my repeated warnings, he has not listened to a word I have said.” Yin Second Master came to the table and sat down. He sighed softly: “Now that his attack is so serious, it seems that his condition has gotten more serious. And the Ghost Doctor is not back yet either. I’m really worried.”
Murong Yixuan turned the teacup in his hand gently and said: “Yin Second Master, I cannot help Ziheng this time. I have already prepared to leave for the Sect in a few days’ time and I will ask Muxin Immortal Lord to pardon me then.”
“You’re leaving? If you’re gone, then wouldn’t it be even harder for us to seek the Ghost Doctor’s help?”
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