Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City

Chapter 1462 - 1460: The Dead Shouldn’t Be So Arrogant!

Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City

Chapter 1462 - 1460: The Dead Shouldn’t Be So Arrogant!

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Arrogant!

Presumptuous!

He was clearly surrounded by Tian Lu, Fei Zhang, Yu Ze, Yang Biao, and Jun Hao, and his movement was even restricted by ice pillars, yet he still dared to spout such wild crap, pissing the five of them right off.

Know this.

The Han An Elder was their master, and just now Jun Hao had already made a move.

If Tian Lu hadn't stopped him.

Lin Fan would already be dead!

But not only did he fail to learn his lesson, he got even more brazen, not putting the five of them in his eyes at all.

Still doing whatever the hell he wanted!

Facing the five charging over with murderous momentum, he greeted them with a smile, showing not a hint of fear.

Jun Hao's veins bulged, his face twisted with rage. His bloodshot eyes were spurting venomous fire, killing intent already seeping out of his body!

He was the youngest Disciple and should have been standing behind his senior brothers, but he shot out with one stride like an arrow, rushed to the very front, and pointed at Lin Fan's nose, cursing his head off.

"You ant! How dare you humiliate my senior brother, hurry up and apologize to him! Ill‑bred trash, if Senior Brother hadn't just held me back, you'd already be a corpse! What qualification do you have to shout at my senior brother? You'd better apologize right now. I'm telling you, I don't have my senior brother's good patience to listen to you yap. If it were up to me, you should've already been hacked into a thousand pieces!"

This roar exploded like thunder, making everyone's heads buzz.

Jun Hao was truly pissed.

Utterly pissed!

He was enraged by Lin Fan's contemptuous attitude. Surrounded by them, what right did he have to show such a cocky expression?!

In his eyes, Lin Fan was already a dead man.

A dead man shouldn't be this arrogant.

He should just sit his ass down and wait to die!

He flew into a rage, glaring death at Lin Fan, the corners of his eyes twitching viciously, cold light razor‑sharp, like an eagle watching a tiger watching its prey!

But.

Lin Fan still remained unmoved. He even rolled his eyes and curled his lips, not taking Jun Hao's words seriously at all.

"Where the hell did this snot‑nosed brat come from? I'm talking to your senior brother—who the fuck told you to butt in?! Get lost to the side, don't waggle around in front of me, just seeing you makes me sick. You lot, if you wanna do something then hurry up and do it, if you got shit to say then hurry up and say it. Don't stand there pretending to be righteous, it's disgusting as hell!"

"You…"

In a fight against five people, Lin Fan wasn't certain he'd win.

But in a war of words with five people, Lin Fan absolutely wouldn't lose!

Besides.

Their trash talking skills were way too weak. Only Jun Hao could barely output a few lines; the other four had been silent the whole time, acting like this had nothing to do with them.

"Just you bunch of ugly misfits, and you wanna go head‑to‑head with your daddy here? What a joke! I could flick all five of you away with one little finger, like flicking away my booger. Five of you team up and this half‑assed crap is all you can manage? I actually thought you'd cause some big commotion, heh."

"Trash."

Lin Fan put on a completely unconcerned look, wearing a cold grin as he wantonly mocked the five.

Their faces instantly turned incredibly ugly, swinging between ashen and livid, getting cursed so badly by Lin Fan that they were drenched like dogs in a storm, with zero chance to fight back.

Of course they knew that the Han An Elder had been killed by Lin Fan.

And.

He'd provoked them again and again; if they didn't make a move, wouldn't that be throwing their Sect's face away completely?! How would others see their Han An Sect? Even though their master was gone, the name "Han An Five" had already thundered throughout the Water Clan lands.

If they couldn't even handle a mere ant and just let him insult and abuse them, they'd be nothing but a laughingstock.

The most important thing was.

Han An Sect's status within the Water Clan wasn't all that stable. Even though they had clung onto Lan Zhengqing's thick thigh, a lot of people still refused to accept them, just waiting for them to screw up so they could launch a public smear campaign.

Now that the Han An Elder was dead, and on top of that the Han An Five were being humiliated to the point of being speechless—

They'd become more than just a joke; they'd turn into prime targets for their rivals' attacks.

This was basically indirectly showing everyone how useless they were.

Tian Lu clenched his fists; right now he just wanted to kill Lin Fan!

Right now he wanted to, in front of everyone, slice this ant who slandered them into a thousand pieces and blast him into a cloud of blood mist!

However.

In the end he still held back. The twisted, ferocious look on his face gradually faded and calmed down.

There were other more important things to handle; he absolutely couldn't let this matter derail official business.

He furrowed his brows, his sinister eyes sweeping over his four fellow Disciples behind him. Every one of them was bristling with rage, brows drawn and eyes glaring, clearly showing just how upset they were by Lin Fan's words—he'd genuinely enraged the four of them.

He then slowly looked at Lin Fan, who was still acting all nonchalant, with an expression of total indifference, as if saying, "What can you even do to me?"

Tian Lu didn't care as much as the other four Disciples. He only let out a cold laugh. You'll get yours soon enough!

He stepped forward and said to Lin Fan with a blank face, "If you want to live, then shut up. I don't know whether the other four will make a move, but what I do know is that once they do, you're dead for sure."

"Oh? Really? How come I don't buy it?" Lin Fan said with a grin.

"You're welcome to try. Even if Master really was killed by you, the combined skill of those four far surpasses Master's. Besides, the old man was up there in years; his reaction speed was nowhere near that of us youngsters." Tian Lu said coldly.

"Fine, I'll humor you this once. But how exactly are you planning to save me?" Lin Fan raised a brow and said teasingly. He wasn't taking it seriously at all, didn't treat it as anything, just wanted to mess with Tian Lu a bit.

Even if the four struck together, he wouldn't be scared in the slightest.

But he never expected.

That this casual remark would actually land him in a cage he couldn't easily escape.

"I can take you to see the Young Master."

"Hm?" Lin Fan instinctively felt something was off. Just a moment ago they'd refused to let him into Wenyu City and refused to let him meet Lan Zhengqing. Now they'd suddenly flipped a full one‑eighty and agreed to let him meet Lan Zhengqing.

What the hell was going on? Was there some hidden scheme in this?

"You didn't mishear. Didn't you want to meet the Young Master? No problem, I can take you to him. No one will know about this except you and me. If you blab, then I can't help you—after all, this is a private deal, and that way it's easier for me to handle things."

Lin Fan frowned tightly. A deal naturally had to be mutually beneficial for both sides to count as a deal.

Like you liking his clothes and him liking your shoes—only then could you make a trade.

But.

In his deal with Tian Lu, he could only see himself getting what he wanted from Tian Lu; he had no idea what Tian Lu wanted from him.

"Alright! No problem!" Lin Fan said with a smile, then lowered his voice. "So what do you want me to do? I'm not the type who only takes advantage. There's no such thing as a free lunch. Just say what you want."

Tian Lu smiled faintly, his expression eerie to the extreme.

He leaned close to Lin Fan and lowered his voice, speaking word by word: "What I want, you probably can't give me—yet. But after you've met the Young Master, I'm afraid you'll then have something I want."

Lin Fan was a bit puzzled. Why would he have what Tian Lu wanted only after meeting Lan Zhengqing?

What exactly did Tian Lu want? Fame and fortune, gold and jewels, wealth and glory, or his very life?

All this sneaky mystery—did he really think that would scare his daddy here!

"Let's go, lead the way."

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