The Rain Stopped, and the Sky Changed

In a small courtyard Outer City.

Yu Qiuyu paced back and forth outside the door, holding an umbrella, his face full of anxiety.

"Here, drink your medicine!"

Inside the room, Shen Lian carried a bowl of medicinal soup in both hands and slowly walked to Yang Feng. The latter had already woken up, but he was seriously injured, with several bones broken, and he could barely stand.

Fortunately, Shen Lian had common medicines for treating sprains and bruises at home, and quickly brewed a bowl of medicinal soup for Yang Feng.

"Cough cough!" Yang Feng drank the medicine in one gulp, then seemed to choke and coughed a few times.

Shen Lian glanced around and saw Yu Qiuyu still wandering around, and felt a strange sense of irritation.

"Stop spinning! You're driving me crazy! Come back!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Qiuyu dared not confront Shen Lian directly. He immediately turned around and went back into the house, sat down on a chair nearby, lowered his head, and sighed.

"What are you sighing about?" Shen Lian glared at him.

"Why hasn't Brother Lin returned yet? Could something have happened to him?" Yu Qiuyu said, covering his face with his hands.

He didn't have many friends in the Soul-Calming Office, but Lin Qing was one of them, and he really didn't want to hear the news of Lin Qing's death.

"What's the panic? Good people are always protected by heaven. Lin Qing is no ordinary person; he must have other plans. Look at the way he left—did he look like he was going to his death?" Shen Lian said irritably.

"It's hard to say. Maybe Brother Lin is just pretending to be calm so we won't worry. Sigh, I hope Brother Lin is alright." Yu Qiuyu sighed again.

As they were talking, a dark figure scaled the wall and entered the courtyard, Shen Lian immediately stood up.

"Who?"

"It's me."

Lin Qing appeared outside the door. Although he was soaked to the bone, his eyes were bright and alert, and he was unharmed.

"That's great, Lin Qing, it's good to see you back. Where's the assassin?" Yu Qiuyu asked with delight.

"He's dead." Lin Qing responded, then headed upstairs to his room. "I'll go change my clothes first."

Yu Qiuyu breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down in his chair, "It's good that he's dead."

Shen Lian laughed and said, "How about that? I told you, Lin Qing is no ordinary person."

"Lord Shen sees things very clearly." Yu Qiuyu nodded with a smile.

As they were talking, Lin Qing had already changed into a clean and refreshing set of clothes and returned to the first floor in the blink of an eye.

"Lin Qing, how are you? Are you injured?" Yang Feng asked.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury. But how is your injury, Master?" Lin Qing asked with concern.

"My back hurts terribly, I can't even stand up, and I don't know how badly I'm injured," Yang Feng said softly.

"Master, I know a little about medicine, let me take a look." Lin Qing got up and came to Yang Feng. He saw that Yang Feng's face was pale and his voice was weak. He had a vague feeling that something was wrong. If the injury was too serious and life was in danger, he might have to go out in the pouring rain to find a doctor overnight.

"Come on, Lao Yu, lend a hand," Lin Qing called out.

"Okay." Yu Qiuyu got up to help.

Lin Qing was also equipped with the Chen Family Bell Doctor Secret Codex at this time, and he could identify the vast majority of internal and external injuries using some simple methods.

When he reached out and gently pressed down on Yang Feng's back, Yang Feng suddenly shuddered and let out a muffled groan.

Lin Qing frowned, a bad feeling creeping into his heart; Yang Feng's spine seemed to be broken.

If he hadn't been Martial Artist, such severe injuries would likely have killed him on the spot.

Now, although he is not dead, the outcome is still terrible. He will likely be paralyzed for the rest of his life, and his path in martial arts will be cut off.

This was undoubtedly a cruel result for Yang Feng. Most Martial Artist could not accept suddenly becoming a cripple. This huge gap was enough to cause a mental breakdown and a loss of will.

"How is it?" Yu Qiuyu saw Lin Qing frown and knew something was wrong.

"Your spine is broken, but Master, don't worry, this injury can be treated. I will be heading to the Prefectural City soon. I've heard that the Prefectural City is rich in resources and talented people, and has plenty of miraculous medicines. There will surely be medicines that can heal your injury," Lin Qing comforted him.

"It's broken?" Yu Qiuyu's expression changed slightly.

Shen Lian felt a surge of nameless anger. "That beast was too ruthless. That kick was meant to kill, but Old Yang was wearing inner armor, which deflected some of the force, and he was lucky to survive."

Old Yang, don't worry, that man definitely has to die. There's no law at all.

A fleeting hint of melancholy crossed Yang Feng's eyes, but he forced a smile and said, "As long as the person isn't dead, I don't care about anything else besides life and death."

"Master, that man is Han Shantong, he's already dead?" Lin Qing said in a deep voice.

"Han Shantong? He's dead?" Yu Qiuyu exclaimed in shock.

Han Shantong was one of the most powerful Martial Artist in this county town, how could he not be surprised to be dead like this?

"You did this?" A strange light flashed in Shen Lian's eyes as she looked Lin Qing up and down. She couldn't understand him anymore. Lin Qing seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, indistinct and unclear.

"It was the work of Steward Wang Ling Steward Wang of the Prefectural City Soul-Calming Office. Tonight, not only will Han Shantong die, but the entire Han Family will be purged. We'll find out what will become of this county tomorrow." Lin Qing looked out the window. He had heard that Wang Ling was decisive and ruthless, and that if he said he would take action against the Han Family, then the Han Family would surely be destroyed.

Upon hearing this, Yu Qiuyu and the other two exchanged glances, all understanding that Jiangyin County was truly about to undergo a major transformation.

The next day.

The heavy rain stopped early in the morning.

Outside the Han Family Residence, a large group of people had gathered early in the morning, whispering among themselves.

Ahead, the gates of the Han Family were wide open, and strong soldiers in light armor were carrying corpses out. Many of the corpses were broken and their original appearance was no longer recognizable.

"What happened? What happened last night?"

"The Han Family has fallen. It's because a powerful figure in the Prefectural City has taken action against the Han Family."

"Great! That damned Han Family is finally down!"

"The Han Family oppresses the common people. Two years ago, the second young master of the Han Family sent someone to break my second uncle's leg. Now retribution has come!"

The news spread rapidly, and more and more people gathered near the Han Family, either on the street or in roadside restaurants and teahouses, watching the spectacle while cursing loudly.

The vast majority of people were applauding. After being bullied by the Han Family for so many years, they had been holding back their anger, and now they could finally vent it, feeling genuinely relieved.

Inside the Han Family.

Wang Ling sat in a chair, wiping the blood-red longsword in his hand with a white silk handkerchief. The handkerchief was stained with blood and suddenly turned dark red.

The ground before him was also stained with blood; as far as the eye could see, it was a dark red.

The surrounding soldiers all looked at Wang Ling with awe.

Last night, Wang Ling was too ruthless. More than a dozen Martial Artist from Outer City were slaughtered like vegetables, and each of them was cut to pieces.

Wang Ling remained expressionless throughout, as if he had done something insignificant.

With a creak, Ran Hongxia pushed open the door and entered the courtyard, dragging Heavy Hammer in one hand, and leisurely yawned.

"Lord Wang, all 233 relatives of the Han Family are in the front yard. What should we do next?"

"Leave no one alive. Furthermore, inform the entire city that the Han Family colluded with a cult and deserves to be exterminated along with their entire clan." Wang Ling's tone was calm. "Have you also investigated which faction the other dozen or so people belong to?"

"It has been confirmed." Ran Hongxia said, as a burly man appeared beside her and presented her with a piece of cloth.

"Sir, those dozen or so people last night were leaders of various powerful factions within Outer City Jiangyin County, including the Welcome Inn, the Firewood Gang, the Fishermen's Gang, the Golden Cauldron Martial Arts Hall, and the White Crane Martial Arts Hall."