Chapter 321: All the Big Shots in River City Bow Down!
"Gasp!"
Everyone drew in a sharp breath.
Make them kneel outside? These were some of the most prominent CEOs in River City. Their companies might not be the largest in the city, but their combined power definitely represented every major field. Not to mention the other forty-nine companies, just Qiao Tianhao alone, the richest man in River City, was an existence no one could afford to ignore.
And Lin Mu was actually making him kneel outside?
Most importantly, he had said it with an extremely calm tone, as if he were discussing some insignificant trifle.
"Also, tell them that for everything they took from the Qin Corporation, they are to return it tenfold!" Lin Mu’s indifferent voice echoed throughout the hall. "If anyone disobeys, tell them to prepare for their funerals."
At that moment, it wasn’t just Qin Hao and the others; even the Old Madam trembled, staring at Lin Mu in utter disbelief.
Has this man lost his mind, or was his head kicked by a donkey? Prepare for their funerals? Are those words that a live-in son-in-law like him should be saying?
"Lin Mu, you are outrageous!"
Just as expected, the moment Lin Mu finished speaking, Qin Hongbo couldn’t stop himself from roaring, "Do you have any idea what you’re saying? Every single one of the CEOs from those fifty companies is your elder! They don’t just represent themselves, but the entirety of River City! By doing this, you are bringing disaster upon the Qin Family!"
Qin Hongshu also couldn’t help but add, "Lin Mu, I know you feel wronged, but your actions are truly disappointing."
"Hmph, I think he’s just putting up a desperate, final struggle!" Coldness filled Qin Hao’s eyes. He didn’t believe a single word Li Xiaotian had said.
"Insolence!"
With a sudden, booming shout, Li Xiaotian drew his blade. A terrifyingly sharp aura radiated from it, instantly plunging the hall’s temperature into a wintry chill.
SWISH!
The blade flashed, carving a deep gash into the floor right in front of Qin Hao and the others.
"Such disrespect toward my master. Are you tired of living?" Li Xiaotian’s cold gaze swept over Qin Hongbo’s family, the killing intent in his eyes completely undisguised.
Qin Hongbo and the others jumped in fright. If that blade aura had struck them, they would have been killed instantly.
"Lin Mu, what are you trying to do? Are you trying to kill us all?" After the initial shock, Qin Hongbo exploded with rage.
"Kill you?" Li Xiaotian scoffed. "As if you’re worthy of my master dirtying his own hands."
"That’s enough," Lin Mu said, intervening. "You can go outside first."
Lin Mu was certain that if he hadn’t stopped him, Li Xiaotian would have undoubtedly slain Qin Hongbo’s family of three on the spot.
"Yes, Master!" Li Xiaotian answered respectfully, sheathing his blade before turning to leave. Before he departed, however, his icy gaze lingered on Qin Hongbo and the others, sending an uncontrollable shiver down their spines.
"Lin Mu, you’ve gone too far!" Qin Hongshu said. "No matter what, we are your elders. Even if you truly lost, there was no need to escalate things to this point."
"Thinking he can do whatever he wants just because he has some brute strength. I see some people are nothing special after all," Qin Hao sneered, his eyes filled with venom. He had been genuinely terrified just a moment ago.
"If you don’t want to die, I suggest you say a little less," Lin Mu said, glancing dispassionately at Qin Hao. He then continued, "You all keep talking as if I’ve already lost, but I’m telling you now, a week is too long. I can’t wait."
"We can’t wait for your guaranteed loss either!" Qin Hao retorted with unapologetic mockery.
SLAP!
The instant the words left his mouth, a figure appeared before him and delivered a vicious slap, sending him flying across the room. Qin Hao cried out as he hit the ground, half of his face swelling up immediately.
Lin Mu looked down on him, his tone grim. "You really are in a hurry to die."
Meeting Lin Mu’s gaze, Qin Hao couldn’t help but shudder. When Lin Mu had beaten him into a near-imbecile, it had taken a great deal of effort for him to recover. His hatred had made him forget the fear Lin Mu had once instilled in him. Only now did he remember that the man before him was not only a capable fighter, but also utterly ruthless.
"Lin Mu, what do you think you’re doing?" Chen Xinlan’s expression changed drastically as she rushed to block Lin Mu’s path, roaring, "You already put Qin Hao in the hospital once! If it weren’t for Qin Ming, he would have been crippled for life! And now you want to attack him again?"
As soon as Chen Xinlan finished, Lin Mu suddenly turned his gaze toward Qin Ming.
The latter’s eyes narrowed slightly before he forced a smile. "We’re all family. There’s no need for this."
Lin Mu nodded and smiled back. "Cousin Qin Ming has a point."
"However..." Lin Mu’s smile widened into a grin. "I am rather curious. Your medical skills must be quite impressive, Cousin Qin Ming, to be able to cure an imbecile."
Hearing his son called an imbecile, Qin Hongbo’s chest heaved with fury, but he didn’t dare say a word. In truth, he was still very much afraid of Lin Mu.
Qin Ming’s smile vanished. "Medicine in the West is naturally quite advanced. I’ve learned a great deal over the years."
"Well, then congratulations are in order, Cousin," Lin Mu said meaningfully. "As it happens, I also know a little about medicine. Perhaps we could compare our skills when we have the chance?"
"The Way of Medicine is not the Martial Way; there is no need for competition," Qin Ming said, his tone slightly unnatural.
"As you just said, Cousin, the Way of Medicine is not the Martial Way. It would just be a friendly comparison. No one would die," Lin Mu replied with a slight smile, revealing a set of white teeth.
At his words, however, everyone present couldn’t help but shiver. It was only at this moment that they recalled—didn’t Lin Mu also have the identity of a Divine Doctor?
They exchanged glances, a flicker of dawning comprehension in their eyes. That’s right! They remembered that not long ago, Divine Doctor Sun Tianyang himself had admitted his skills were inferior to Lin Mu’s, and Elder Luo had even brought his grandson to the Qin Family Old Residence to apologize...
Qin Hongbo shuddered.
Could it be...
A sudden unease gripped him, and he strode quickly toward the exit.
"Dad, I just got hit! Where are you going?" Qin Hao cried out, clutching his face, but Qin Hongbo paid him no mind at all.
"Luo Li, accompany me outside for a look," the Old Madam declared, suddenly rising to her feet and heading for the door. Qin Luoli and Jin Fu hurried to support her, afraid she might fall.
As the Old Madam walked past Lin Mu, she gave him a profound look. "Lin Mu, you come as well."
Heeding the Old Madam’s command, and with her now leading the way, the others could no longer restrain their curiosity. They rushed out of the hall and toward the main gate, eager to see if what the one-armed man had said was true—that Qiao Tianhao, Huang Tianxiang, and the others were right outside.
Watching everyone leave, Qin Hao was dumbfounded.
"Cousin Qin Ming..."
Before he could finish, Qin Ming cut him off with a cold rebuke, "Shut up. You idiot!" With that, he too hurried to follow the others.
When the group stepped out of the main gate, the scene before them left them utterly astounded.
Kneeling at the entrance of the Qin Family Old Residence were row upon row of people.
At the very front was none other than the richest man in River City, Qiao Tianhao!
In that moment, they bore no trace of their usual status as River City’s tycoons. All of them knelt on the ground, their faces filled with terror, their bodies drenched in cold sweat.
Upon seeing Lin Mu emerge, they all began to kowtow in unison.
"Divine Doctor, spare our lives!"
"Master Lin, spare our lives!"
"Miao King, spare our lives!"
Every member of the Qin Family who witnessed this was petrified on the spot.