“I said, did I let you leave?”
Ling Xiao looked coldly at Mo Cong and said calmly, “Before you go, leave behind the secret of how you came back from death. Otherwise, die!”
“This guy is truly arrogant. Even the person the Emperor wants to protect, he dares to show no face at all?”
When those young geniuses heard Ling Xiao’s words, they all frowned. They had seen arrogant people before, but never one this arrogant.
He was simply a madman.
With both the Emperor and the Medicine King here, he still wanted to get some secret out of him. Was he joking?
Mo Cong sneered, “Ling Xiao, you had better think carefully. Right now I have the Emperor’s protection. Do you dare to kill me? Can you even kill me?”
He was no fool. He naturally knew that Feng Ming Wuliang was protecting him because of the secret behind his revival from death.
So he felt very smug.
This secret of his could still save his life. Facing Ling Xiao now, he actually felt a bit cocky.
“You are courting death!”
Feng Ming Wuliang frowned tightly and said, “I said to let him go, so he goes. Even if Yue Nu came here, it would be the same words. Do you really want Yue Nu to die along with you?”
As the Emperor, Feng Ming Wuliang was truly angry now. He had an urge to strangle Ling Xiao to death.
This boy had repeatedly refused to give him face. He had even killed his ninth son and severely injured his eighth son.
Even if he himself was ruthless, those were still his own flesh and blood. He could kill them, but others could not!
He hated Ling Xiao to the bone.
“Feng Ming Wuliang, do you still have time to worry about others right now? You should worry more about your son Feng Ming Qingshan. Sun Ran cannot save him.”
Ling Xiao showed a sunny smile, but that smile carried sarcasm and confidence.
“Nonsense. The Medicine King Sun Ran is far superior to you in skill. If you cannot save someone, how could he fail?”
Feng Ming Wuliang said with disdain.
Ling Xiao smiled and replied, “I admit that in medical skills, the Medicine King Sun Ran is a tiny bit stronger than me. But Feng Ming Qingshan was injured by me. I understand his condition best. I say Sun Ran cannot save him, then he cannot save him!”
“Kid, you dare to look down on this old man?”
The Medicine King Sun Ran also looked at Ling Xiao, showing some disgust.
Back in Sin City, Ling Xiao had already refused to give him face.
Now in the capital of the Divine Phoenix Empire, this kid still refused to give him face.
He wondered how many lives Ling Xiao had to dare show such contempt for him.
“Medicine King senior, you must be joking. How would this junior dare to look down on you? It is just that healing requires the right medicine for the right illness. You do not understand my attack at all. What will you use to save him?”
Ling Xiao smiled as he spoke.
“Later this old man will let you know that the title of Medicine King is not for nothing!”
The Medicine King Sun Ran snorted coldly. He stopped arguing with Ling Xiao and lowered his head to continue examining Feng Ming Qingshan’s injuries.
Ling Xiao gave a disdainful smile, then looked at Feng Ming Wuliang and said, “They say emperors are heartless. Today I have truly seen it. Your own son is hanging by a thread, yet you only care about protecting an unrelated person. Impressive, hehe.”
“Stop spouting madness there. I am not Yue Tianya. I will not be fooled by your foolish words.”
Feng Ming Wuliang shouted.
“Want to make a bet?”
Ling Xiao asked with a smile.
A bet?
Everyone looked at Ling Xiao in confusion. This person was not only frighteningly strong in power, but also so confident in medical skills. What was he betting on?
Was he betting on whether Feng Ming Qingshan would die or not?
“I have no time to joke with you.”
Feng Ming Wuliang naturally would not bet. There was no benefit in it. For a dignified Emperor to gamble with a martial artist from beggar origins would be too undignified.
Ling Xiao did not force him either. He simply stared at Mo Cong and did not make a move for the time being.
If he could solve a problem without fighting, he did not want to fight.
After all, after that earlier battle, his consumption was quite significant. If it really came to a fight and pulled Yue Nu into it, that was not what he wanted.
In any case, he was confident that Feng Ming Wuliang would eventually beg him later. That was enough.
Mo Cong was now stuck. He could neither leave nor stay. He stood there like a piece of wood, completely frozen.
Although he would not die for the moment, it seemed his secret could no longer be kept.
How did it come to this?
He fell into despair once again.
Feng Ming Wuliang also remained silent. He was waiting.
Although he did not want to believe Ling Xiao’s words, if by some chance Ling Xiao was right, perhaps Mo Cong’s life could still be traded for his son Feng Ming Qingshan’s life.
After all, Feng Ming Qingshan was not only his son, but also a young genius with talent and aptitude that many young people could not match.
It would be too much of a pity if he died.
More importantly, he could not bear the responsibility of watching his own son die without saving him.
Feng Ming Qingshan’s mother held quite a high position in the Ice Phoenix Clan. Feng Ming Wuliang did not want to offend his consort over this matter.
If he offended her, he might lose power within the Ice Phoenix Clan, causing the entire clan to side with Feng Ming Qishan instead.
That would be disastrous.
Politicians always overthink things. While Feng Ming Wuliang’s mind was filled with messy thoughts, over there the Medicine King Sun Ran’s brows were tightly furrowed.
Sun Ran’s face alternated between red and pale. Clearly, he had no solution for Feng Ming Qingshan’s injuries.
Although he had tried many treatment methods and even healed most of the external wounds, showing his superb skill.
Yet Feng Ming Qingshan remained unconscious, and even his breathing grew weaker and weaker.
“Sun Ran, if you cannot save him, do not force it. After all, the Emperor does not seem to care whether his son lives or dies.”
Ling Xiao said with a smile.
The Medicine King Sun Ran’s face turned extremely gloomy. He had actually been proven right by this little brat. He really could not save Feng Ming Qingshan.
Although he thought highly of himself, he did not want to offend Feng Ming Wuliang. In the end, he helplessly stood up, shook his head, and said, “Your Majesty, please forgive this old man’s incompetence. Even if a great deity descended from heaven, I fear it would be beyond saving.”
“How could this be!”
Feng Ming Wuliang was stunned for a moment, showing a trace of sorrow and anger.
At least he still had some feelings. Otherwise, Ling Xiao would have started to suspect whether Feng Ming Qingshan was really his biological son.
“Senior Sun Ran, isn’t it a bit too early for you to say that? Feng Ming Qingshan is not dead yet. Is it really good to make such a conclusion so soon?”
Ling Xiao said with a smile.
“Could it be that you can save him?”
Sun Ran asked coldly.
“Of course!”
Ling Xiao nodded and said, “Since I was the one who injured him, I naturally know where the problem lies. Saving him would be as easy as turning over my hand.”
“Is that true?”
Feng Ming Wuliang asked.
“Absolutely true!”
Ling Xiao nodded.
The Medicine King Sun Ran snorted coldly and looked at Feng Ming Wuliang. “Your Majesty, do you believe this kid’s nonsense?”
“Hehe, Feng Ming Qingshan is not your son, Sun Ran, so naturally you do not care. But His Majesty the Emperor really cherishes this son of his.”
Ling Xiao smiled as he spoke.
“Fine. Go ahead and try. If you save him, today’s matter will be written off completely. I will absolutely not trouble you.”
After thinking for a long time, Feng Ming Wuliang finally made a decision.
Choosing between saving his son and saving face had actually made him hesitate so much. It was quite something.
