Feng Qingyuan returned and reported to Guan Lie.
Fang Mo and Ding Zhiyuan went to the dispensary to have medicine applied. Both were injured, making them a pair of fellow sufferers.
Fang Mo was deeply moved by Ding Zhiyuan stepping forward to help him. This was a friend worth having.
What surprised him even more was this.
Although quite a few people at the Martial Hall looked down on him, and some even mocked him, when trouble came, they truly stepped up.
For the first time, he felt what having a home was like, a warmth flowing through his heart.
"With that scrawny little frame of yours, who can you beat? You might as well settle down and learn alchemy from me!"
Pharmacist Xie applied medicine to Fang Mo's arm, continuously rubbing the reddened, swollen spot as he nagged.
Fang Mo was somewhat speechless. Pharmacist Xie was always trying to get him into alchemy, so he hurriedly changed the subject.
"Teacher, what kind of medicine is this? It feels warm, and it barely hurts after you apply it."
Pharmacist Xie immediately smiled smugly. "Of course. This is Purple Ginseng Blood-Stasis Wine that I concocted myself. It treats swelling, pain, flesh wounds, and bone injuries. Put it on, and I guarantee you'll be full of life and vigor in no time!"
Ding Zhiyuan watched enviously and hurriedly said, "Pharmacist Xie, can you use some of that medicine on me too?"
"You don't need it for your injury!"
Without even raising his eyelids, Pharmacist Xie said blandly, "There's medicinal wine for bruises and sprains on the shelf. Apply it yourself!"
Ding Zhiyuan's face immediately fell, and he said dejectedly,
"Fine!"
Ding Zhiyuan ran off to apply medicine by himself, occasionally casting envious glances at Fang Mo. Seeing Fang Mo's originally red and swollen arm already beginning to return to normal, he became even more jealous and could only rub the medicinal wine in more vigorously.
After having the medicine applied, Fang Mo's injury was much better. He felt that this teacher of his seemed to have some real skill.
The medicine was incredibly potent. In less than half an hour, his swelling had completely vanished, and he could no longer feel any pain. His interest in alchemy grew even stronger.
At eight in the morning, at the swimming pool of the East Sea Grand Hotel.
Wei Donghai swam to the edge of the pool, held the ladder, and climbed out. Two lackeys immediately brought over a bathrobe.
He put on the bathrobe and looked at Liang Cheng, who was waiting by the poolside.
"That fool Huang Jun actually dared to go to Tiger Might Martial Arts School to arrest someone. The ignorant fear nothing!"
"Sit."
He pointed at the chair opposite him, then sat down himself.
Liang Cheng sat down, lingering fear still in his eyes.
"Those Martial Halls are truly hard to deal with. The moment they came out, there were dozens of them, including more than ten Hidden Strength experts. Huang Jun was lucky he ran fast. Had he been any slower, he might have been left there!"
Wei Donghai lit a cigar, took a deep drag, and heavily exhaled a cloud of smoke. "That's why I always tell you not to provoke those Martial Halls. Tiger Might Martial Arts School is considered restrained. If it had been another Martial Hall, Huang Jun probably wouldn't have made it out today!"
He leaned back in his chair and looked at Liang Cheng.
"Did you find out what I asked you to investigate?"
"I did!"
Liang Cheng said excitedly, "I questioned all the people Huang Jun found again. We can confirm that Fang Mo, the one studying martial arts at Tiger Might Martial Arts School, is the eldest Young Master of the Fang Family. After being driven out of the Fang Family, he's been hiding at Tiger Might Martial Arts School!"
Wei Donghai raised an eyebrow.
"They really did all this for five million?"
Ring, ring, ring!
Just then, the phone rang.
A lackey hurriedly handed over the phone, his face tense.
"Boss, it's Captain Tang from the Public Security Bureau!"
Wei Donghai's expression changed as well. He exchanged a glance with Liang Cheng, whose face also shifted. Liang Cheng hurriedly said,
"Boss, it should be about what happened at the Martial Hall today!"
Wei Donghai nodded at that. He answered the call, a smile immediately appearing on his face.
"Captain Tang, why do you have time to call me so early? What instructions do you have?"
"Wei Donghai, are you tired of living?"
A booming, cold shout came from the phone.
Cold sweat instantly broke out on Wei Donghai's forehead. He hurriedly smiled ingratiatingly. "Captain Tang, where is this coming from? Did I do something wrong somewhere? Please enlighten me, Captain Tang. I'll certainly correct it!"
"Cut the nonsense!"
Captain Tang's voice was stern as he said in a deep tone,
"I'm asking you: which group caused trouble at Tiger Might Martial Arts School today? Don't tell me you don't know!"
Wei Donghai hurriedly plastered on a smile.
"I know. How could I not? The moment something happened, I had people investigate. The news just came in, and I was about to tell Captain Tang before I got the chance. Those people are from the Great Wind Gang in East City District. They're looking for someone named Fang Mo, saying he studies martial arts at Tiger Might Martial Arts School!"
"Fang Mo!"
There was confusion in Captain Tang's voice.
A faint smile appeared on Wei Donghai's face. "Yes, Fang Mo. I heard he seems to be connected to the Yunyang Fang Family!"
"Alright, I understand!"
"If people from the Great Wind Gang dare come to City God District again, notify me immediately!"
Wei Donghai hurriedly said,
"Alright, alright, no problem. Captain Tang, come by East Sea sometime and relax!"
"Enough. We'll talk when there's time."
A cold voice came from the phone, and then the call ended.
Only after hearing the beeping tone did Wei Donghai drop his ingratiating smile, his expression darkening. "Damn it, those bastards from the Great Wind Gang caused trouble, and I have to take the fallout. I should've demanded two million from them earlier!"
Liang Cheng hurriedly asked,
"Boss, is everything alright?"
"What could happen?"
Wei Donghai tossed the phone onto the table and smiled faintly. "If something happens, it'll happen to the Great Wind Gang. What does it have to do with us? Keep a close watch on the Great Wind Gang's movements!"
"Alright!"
Liang Cheng hurriedly replied.
Inside a Great Wind Gang bar.
Young Master Yang looked at the injured Huang Jun and the two corpses on the ground, and his head began to ache.
"I told you to be careful, careful! Why did you have to clash with Tiger Might Martial Arts School?"
He grabbed his head, paced around the room twice, then glared at Huang Jun and gritted his teeth.
"Is Tiger Might Martial Arts School someone you can afford to provoke? Guan Lie is one of Yunyang's top experts, with immense prestige. His disciples are spread throughout the military, government, and every walk of life. Yet you ran to the Martial Hall to arrest someone. Your guts really are sky-high!"
Huang Jun's face was covered in sweat. Though he was being scolded like a grandson, he did not dare argue back. Cradling his arm, he felt wronged inside. If you hadn't kept pushing me, would I have risked everything?
But he did not dare say that aloud!
"Young Master Yang, calm down first!"
Du Wei was equally panic-stricken and hurriedly said, "It's already happened. We need to figure out what to do now. Just moments ago, Captain Huang from the East City District Public Security Bureau called and told us to hand over the people, or he'll seal off our businesses!"
"What should we do? How the hell would I know?"
Yang Jihua's head was pounding too. Hadn't this been like poking a hornet's nest?
If the Great Wind Gang's businesses were sealed, and his family found out about this, he would be unable to bear the consequences.
Du Wei hurriedly said,
"Young Master Yang, should we have Young Master Qin Lang think of a solution?"
Yang Jihua was startled at first, then a smile appeared on his face. He slapped his thigh.
"That's right!"
"How did I forget that? Tiger Might Martial Arts School may be formidable, but it's no match for the Five Great Martial Arts Families of Yunyang!"
He hurriedly took out his phone and called Qin Lang. A broad smile immediately spread across his face.
"Young Master Qin Lang, Fang Mo has been found!"
"If you found him, just deal with him yourself!"
Qin Lang sounded as though he had not fully woken up, his voice muffled.
Yang Jihua's expression stiffened slightly. He hurriedly added,
"We found him, but there's a small problem now. We can't handle it ourselves and need Young Master Qin Lang to come take a look!"
Qin Lang's dissatisfied voice came through the phone. "Dealing with a piece of trash is taking this much effort? Where are you? I'll be right over!"
"Night Sea Bar!"
The phone immediately turned into a string of beeps. Yang Jihua looked at the phone, his face ugly. With a slap, he hung up and looked at Du Wei.
"When Young Master Qin arrives, explain the situation to him!" Then he paused and looked at Huang Jun and the others. "You lot, make yourselves look more miserable. And bring the dead and injured gang members over too. Let Young Master Qin see them when he arrives!"
Du Wei was stunned at first, then understood. He hurriedly said,
"Young Master Yang, I understand! I'll arrange it right away!"
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