Your Own Choice

"Old man, please undo your son's clothes. Let me give it a try."

When the old man heard Yi Yun, his eyes filled with excited tears. He hurriedly undid his son's clothes, while Xiao Xiao quickly brought over a basin of hot water.

Just as Yi Yun took Wang Mu's wrist and was about to use his Yuan Qi to guide the energy through Wang Mu's dantian, he suddenly heard footsteps in the distance. Then—

"Bang!"

The gate of the secluded courtyard was kicked open. The wooden gate could not withstand the force at all and was nearly sent flying.

A middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper walked into the courtyard with a swagger. Beside him was a young man dressed in white, holding a folded fan. He was handsome. Three burly men followed behind them.

"Old Man Wang, you old bastard, why are you still clinging to this place?"

As the middle-aged shopkeeper spoke, he had already reached the inner room. Without needing any prompting from him, one of the men beside him kicked open the inner-room door.

"You!"

Seeing the young men suddenly barge in, the old man's heart seized. He had never expected that just as Yi Yun was about to save his son, these Baleful Intent people would appear.

"Hm? Your half-dead son still has a breath left in him? I told you long ago that you'd already mortgaged this house to me. The fact that I let you live here this long was already an act of mercy. I don't care if your son dies, but don't let him die in my house. It's bad luck!"

Only after finishing did the middle-aged shopkeeper notice Yi Yun. He glanced at him. "Who are you?"

Yi Yun released Wang Mu's wrist and looked at the slightly