Four hours later, Qin Zhen came from the province’s main city to see Qin Jun on his last leg.
“Take him away.” Li Mo didn’t even let Qin Zhen in.
Qin Jun’s face was dark and left swiftly with Qin Jun.
Qin Zhen had left, but Yang Honglei remained still.
“Li Mo, you are going a bit far. This house was in the end a gift from Master Qin. Even if Qin Jun was wrong and you taught him a lesson, aren’t you ashamed for how you treated Master Qin?”
“The house is payment for saving Qin Zhen. To you, it may seem Qin Zhen paid too much but the way I see it, it’s perfectly normal.”
Without Li Mo, Qin Zhen wouldn’t have lived past three months. When it came to what was more valuable between life and money, the choice was obvious.
Li Mo never thought he owned Qin Zhen anything. Qin Zhen respected him and Li Mo replied in kind, even helping amend the Stalwart Ox Art. Were all these something that could be weighed with money?
If one careless sentence was enough to break this relation then it was clear Qin Zhen hadn’t done nearly enough to maintain it.
He was relentless in putting Qin Jun down because if he returned a bit later, An Yuxin would’ve been forever handicapped.
Was Qin Jun a three year old not to know the consequences of hitting a girls belly with such force?
Qin Jun didn’t put Li Mo in his eyes, so why shouldn’t Li Mo respond in kind?
Speaking of respect, Li Mo gave Qin Zhen plenty. Qin Jun was still alive, wasn’t he?
Yang Honglei left angry.
Li Mo laid An Yuxin on the couch, relaxing only when he found she was fine.
“The next time I’m away, don’t argue with anyone, alright?” An Yuxin nodded.
Li Mo was now listless. Body Tempering Stage couldn’t use spiritual qi and employing the Blood Boil Technique so many times to arouse his spiritual qi with vitality, placed a heavy burden on his body.
Li Mo warned An Yuxin repeatedly then went into the study.
Half an hour later, An Yuxin was now able to move somewhat. Li Mo came out of the study to give her a jade pendant.
“Wear it and never take it off.”
Li Mo yawned and was back in the study.
…
Feng City Central Hospital.
Qin Jun was on a bed, unconscious still.
Qin Zhen frowned.
Next to him was an old man in a Chinese suit. He was Zheng Xicheng, Qin Zhen’s best friend, while also known as Central Hospital’s director.
Zheng Xicheng was displeased, “Brother Qin, you say that he cured you, but isn’t his actions excessive? How ruthless! He cured you and you paid with stocks and the mansion. Even if Qin Jun was in the wrong, it didn’t warrant such degree of savagery.”
“Brother doesn’t know the details, so it’s best not to get involved in this. In the end, I was the one wrong today. Don’t blame him.” Qin Zhen sighed.
“Of your three sons, only one remains. He’s been beaten to such a state and you say don’t blame the culprit? Is your head screwed on straight?”
“Of course I’m fine. But this is my fault. I knew of my son’s temper and knew he was back. But I didn’t even call him. No one’s to blame but me.
“Brother, you are a famous doctor, but even you said my illness can’t be cured, that I only have a year left. But look at me now, can’t you see there’s nothing wrong with me?”
“That kid has some skill, but…”
Qin Zhen shook his hand.
“The fault lies with me. I am now worried if because of my prodigal son my clan and he can’t amend our relationship.”
Qin Zhen forced a laughter, “As for this reckless son of mine, he is fine. I knew the moment he called me to pick him up that he was lenient.”
“Did you not see little Jun’s state? He is still unconscious and you still say that?” Zheng Xicheng felt he didn’t recognize Qin Zhen.
“Watch.”
Qin Zhen took a deep breath and his body crackled. His muscles burst out of his clothes and his body bulked and even grew a head taller. His arms and legs thickened, covered in large muscles. He could give those professional bodybuilders a run for their money.
Qin Zhen stayed like this for three full minutes. Zheng Xicheng’s eyes bugged out from shock.
He saw Qin Zhen use Stalwart Ox Art before, but could only keep it up for 20 seconds, then was seized by a coughing fit.
‘How is it still Qin clan’s Stalwart Ox Art whe he’s keeping it for so long and without side effects?’
“This is all thanks to that expert amending my clan’s Stalwart Ox Art.” Qin Zhen laughed bitterly, “If only I hadn’t been selfish at the time and wrote so many mistakes on purpose, my cultivation method would’ve been perfected. Sigh, how could I not see his greatness? I thought our Stalwart Ox Art was so great, so amazing, but to that man, it is nothing to look at.
“Now that the Stalwart Ox Art is complete, future generations can all cultivate it. They will no longer have to worry about dying from it. You tell me, brother Zheng, could the entire Qin Corporation even be worthy compared to such a perfect cultivation method?”
Zheng Xicheng was silent.
A common martial art was of course cheap. But Stalwart Ox Art was anything but average. It was an immortal art passed down from an immortal. It could extend one’s life when trained completely.
Qin Jun groaned.
Qin Zhen rushed inside the room with a frown.
Zheng Xicheng was shocked speechless.
So much time passed yet Qin Zhen was still in Stalwart Ox Art state.
Qin Zhen cursed, “Damn oaf, you better get this straight. This is your final chance. If this happens again, I will kill you myself!”
…
In the living room.
An Yuxin fiddled with the jade pendant. She had now recovered and there was even a warm feeling roaming in her belly making her feel cozy.
‘Why did he give me a pendant? Maybe…’ An Yuxin blushed.
Li Mo came out of the study and his question made An Yuxin feel even more awkward.
“Why haven’t you returned?”
“Did you cure my dad? I wanted to thank you.”
“Oh.”
“D-do you have a girlfriend?” An Yuxin gathered her courage.
“I do.”
