"A martial arts master from Shenlong Temple?"
Leng Shan's face turned pale, and his tone suddenly became tense, as if he were a kindergarten child caught doing something wrong by the teacher:
"Could it be... Master Puhui? Legend has it that he had already cultivated internal force in his youth, and twenty years ago, he barely touched the threshold of transformation. He is proficient in all seventy-two绝技 (Juéjì - unique skills), and his Arhat Fist, which he has practiced since childhood, is incredibly fierce and undefeated!"
Long Xiaolin said triumphantly:
"Old man, don't blame me for not giving you another chance. Since you know how formidable Master Puhui is, you should quickly get up and cripple that surnamed Chen!"
"Uh..."
Chen Xiao was full of bewilderment. After all, he had only met Master Puhui of Shenlong Temple yesterday. In his opinion, Master Puhui was already over eighty, and he needed two young monks to support him just to walk without stumbling. He had even thought of asking Master Puhui to teach him Xuanmen Talismans. How could he be a martial arts master? He said with a wry smile:
"Leng Shan, is the Master Puhui from Shenlong Temple you're talking about an old monk over eighty who needs young monks to help him walk?"
Leng Shan nodded fearfully:
"Although Master Puhui is old, he is still vigorous. He can subdue dragons and tigers with a flip of his hand and is considered the peak of martial arts in Juxian City alongside Old Master Ye! Doctor Chen, he's not here yet, let's escape quickly!"
As he spoke, Leng Shan, who had been prostrate at Chen Xiao's feet, suddenly stood up and glared at Long Xiaolin, saying fiercely:
"Young Master Lin, if you're smart, you'll get lost! I don't want to be your enemy or Young Master Tian's enemy, but my life is in Doctor Chen's hands. I have no choice, understand?"
"You..."
Long Xiaolin looked at Leng Shan's eyes, which were more sinister than a viper's, and ultimately dared not speak out. He gritted his teeth and retreated, shouting unwillingly:
"Chen Xiao, you're lucky this time, but Leng Shan can't protect you forever. Next time you fall into my hands, I'll skin you alive, tear your muscles, and dismember you!"
Daphne, relieved, urged Chen Xiao with eager eyes:
"Doctor Chen, since that Master Puhui is so powerful, let's hurry and take Aunt Qing away. Your body is as fragile as paper, even I can't carry you. If we stay, we'll definitely suffer a great loss."
"What?"
Song Nuan's beautiful eyes turned cold, and she glared at Daphne vigilantly, her face filled with a grievance as if Daphne had stolen from her home. But she also knew that the priority was not to question why Chen Xiao was carrying Daphne. Suppressing the displeasure in her heart, she said:
"Chen Xiao, a wise man knows when to retreat. You and Aunt Qing should come to my house quickly. My sister and grandfather will definitely help you."
Long Xiaolin noticed the concern of the two women for Chen Xiao, which made him even more enraged. However, he was wary of Leng Shan and dared not approach Chen Xiao even half a step. He could only mock him sarcastically:
"Surnamed Chen, it's truly pathetic that you're only fit to hide under a woman's skirt..."
Chen Xiao sneered and interrupted Long Xiaolin:
"Sympathy? Why do I feel like you're envious of my popularity with women? Actually, you don't need to be envious. After all, in terms of looks, you can't even compare. In terms of strength, you don't even have the qualification to carry my shoes."
Long Xiaolin almost vomited blood from anger. He subconsciously turned towards the luxury car by the roadside and roared hysterically:
"Leng Shan, aren't you going to make this guy get lost? If we delay any longer, I'll have Master Puhui eliminate you too..."
"Get lost? You're dreaming!"
He chuckled and interrupted Long Xiaolin again:
"When I spared you yesterday without crippling you, I said that the only reason I let you live was to torment you further another day! You've delivered yourself to my doorstep this early in the morning, and I haven't even started tormenting you yet. How can I let you go?"
Saying that, he suddenly strode forward to catch up with Long Xiaolin and then brazenly blocked the car door.
Long Xiaolin recalled the terrifying experience yesterday when Chen Xiao almost split his crotch with a Qinglong Yanyuedao (Green Dragon Crescent Blade). His voice trembled uncontrollably:
"Surnamed Chen, you... you stop pretending in front of me. Even Leng Shan... is afraid of Master Puhui. I... I don't believe you're not afraid."
"I'm afraid!"
Chen Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly and said mischievously:
"I'm afraid he'll arrive too late, and I won't be able to resist tormenting you first. Heh."
"You... you... you you you..."
Long Xiaolin felt a chill in his heart, so much so that his tongue got tied. He subconsciously retreated repeatedly:
"Chen... Chen Xiao, you... you better not mess around. If you dare to touch me, my parents will kill you..."
"Heh."
Chen Xiao smiled cruelly and slapped him across the face.
"Slap!"
Long Xiaolin cried out and fell down, staggering like a spinning top.
Just then, another luxury car sped over and braked sharply in front of the Jishetang (Hall of Benevolent Medicine).
Long Xiaolin, lying on the ground, immediately scrambled up like he had found a lifeline and cried for help:
"Master Puhui, save me! Save me..."
As his words fell, Master Puhui, dressed in a brocade kasaya, slowly got out of the car with the help of two young monks, like an aged snail.
He had to stop and catch his breath with every step, which made Song Nuan and Daphne anxious.
But Leng Shan was on high alert. He instinctively shielded Chen Xiao behind him and said in a low, nervous voice:
"Doctor Chen, escape quickly! I'm still counting on you to help me remove the poison needle. If we delay any longer, I won't be able to protect you even if I risk my life..."
Before he finished speaking, Leng Shan was stunned. He clearly saw Master Puhui suddenly push away the two young monks and rush towards Chen Xiao. The frail old man from the previous moment was instantly replaced by an unbelievably vigorous man, as if he were a hundred-meter sprinter in his prime. He didn't even glance at Long Xiaolin, who was at his feet.
In his desperation, Leng Shan could no longer care about the disparity in strength. He unleashed the Yin Poison Snake Fist, which he had practiced his entire life, to its extreme and hurled it towards Master Puhui, begging with tears in his eyes:
"Master Puhui, monks should be compassionate. Please spare Doctor Chen. If anything happens to him, I won't be able to live either!"
He didn't expect to injure Master Puhui in the slightest, only hoping to temporarily deter him and buy Chen Xiao time to escape.
Long Xiaolin watched this with unconcealed excitement:
"Leng Shan, you dare to attack Master Puhui? You're simply trying to stop a chariot with your bare hands, overestimating your abilities..."
However, as soon as Long Xiaolin finished speaking, he was stunned. Master Puhui stopped when he was still five or six steps away from Leng Shan, who was in front of Chen Xiao. Then, with a face full of excitement, he bowed deeply and said:
"Doctor Chen, I never expected to meet you again so soon. It is truly a profound Buddhist缘 (yuán - fate) and a great fortune for three lifetimes!"
Long Xiaolin was first filled with question marks, then he became furious, as if his tail had been stepped on, and yelled:
"Puhui, Chen Xiao is the guy I asked you to deal with. Why are you bowing to him? You've never been this polite to my maternal grandfather. Are you crazy?"