Medicine Elder said coldly, "He's not a child anymore. Who in the martial world hasn't heard of Jiang Xiaohu's reputation? Who doesn't know it?"
Jiang Shang said, "He's just a child, eager to make a name for himself. He's been rather aggressive in his work these past few years. People in the martial world see him as a talent, but in your eyes, Medicine Elder, he's merely a wet-behind-the-ears brat. Please grant Jiang Shang this small favor."
Medicine Elder looked at Jiang Shang. "No one cares about these old bones of mine anymore. It's rare for you, Jiang Shang, to still be willing to show me some respect. For the sake of your attitude today, I won't kill your grandson."
Jiang Shang thought, As long as we don't become mortal enemies, it's fine. The Jiang Family absolutely cannot fight a life-and-death battle with one of the Five Old Men who's already halfway into the grave. There's no gain in it! No benefit at all!
Only unbearable losses!
Jiang Xiaohu closed his eyes and began using his Spiritual Sense to sense his surroundings.
Lu Chengwen suddenly felt a little nauseated, and a green flame appeared above his head.
Ming Disha chuckled. "Old Medicine Jar is in a tough spot now. Jiang Xiaohu isn't some useless trash. He's one of the two great prodigies of the martial world, as famous as Bai Menya! Making Jiang Xiaohu admit defeat... I'm afraid some methods will be necessary."
Seeing that Lu Chengwen had not spoken, Ming Disha turned back. "What's wrong with you—holy shit! What's that on your head?"
"Huh?" Lu Chengwen panted. "What?"
Ming Disha said in surprise, "I get it now. Whenever they activate the Black Death God Art, it gets activated on your side too."
Lu Chengwen said, "This feels awful. What