Chapter 1195: Chapter 1190: Entering the Huang Residence
Seeing Huang Yuanba enjoying his lollipop, Qin Hao nodded with a smile.
Fortunately, the guess was correct.
Huang Yuanba truly has the intellect of a child.
From behind, Huang Long leaned in and softly said, "Younger Brother Qin, you are truly impressive. Just one lollipop, and you resolved such a crisis."
Huang Li also gave a thumbs-up: "Uncle Qin, you’re really amazing."
"Hehe," Qin Hao smiled and said, "As long as you find the key point, many martial conflicts can actually be resolved."
To show off, he patted Huang Yuanba’s shoulder: "Little Ba..."
Huang Yuanba, with a lollipop in his mouth, mumbled: "Who are you talking about?"
"You, of course."
Qin Hao blinked.
"But I’m not called Little Ba?" Huang Yuanba said, puzzled.
Qin Hao laughed: "Well, now you are Little Ba, as long as you behave. Next time I’ll bring you tastier lollipops, ten strong flavors."
"Really? Then you can call me Little Ba!"
Huang Yuanba was excited.
This scene already stunned many passersby.
Had Huang Yuanba been subdued as a little brother just like that?
"Hehe, Little Ba, I have some business with your father. Can you show the way?"
Qin Hao asked with a smiling face, looking like a friendly uncle.
"Okay..." Huang Yuanba had just opened his mouth when Huang Yuanzhi shouted: "Brother, don’t waste your breath on this little punk..."
Halfway through his words, a murderous intent struck.
Huang Yuanzhi felt icy cold all over, nearly failing to hold back from wetting himself.
So far away!
His intent can still envelop me?
How formidable is this guy’s aura!
Could he have walked out from the depths of a sea of blood?
Awakened from his horror, Huang Yuanzhi saw Qin Hao and the others being led away by Huang Yuanba, heading straight to Huang Ying’s residence!
"Oh no!"
Huang Yuanzhi didn’t say a word and immediately took out his phone, dialing a number: "Father, something big is wrong, it’s like this..."
...
When Huang Ying received his son’s report via phone, he was in an extreme foul mood.
He knew Huang Yuanba was very foolish.
But there was no choice, his own dear son, usually he could tolerate him.
But today.
This silly boy is actually involved in such nonsense!
Helping an enemy find the way.
Even becoming a minion of an enemy?
"This useless fellow! Absolutely infuriating!"
Huang Ying slammed his palm on the table.
Bam!
The purple clay teapot and blue and white porcelain cup flew into the air.
"Master, calm down, being angry like this is not suitable for surgery..."
Beside him, a stooped old servant bent and spoke.
This old servant, dressed in the most ordinary servant attire, his demeanor very humble, but Huang Ying instinctively calmed down.
"Old Liu, you’re right, the big man inside is waiting for me, how could I be angry."
"Master, although Qin Hao is quite famous in Beijing, the Ancient Martial Circle is much larger and more dangerous, he can’t handle it." The old servant said in a cold voice.
"But, according to what Yuanzhi said, unless the array is initiated, those disciples may not be able to stop him. Only Yuanba and you, Old Liu, can achieve it..." Huang Ying said anxiously.
"Master. Leave the task of stopping him to me. You focus on treating the important guest. As long as he’s cured, our Huang family is bound to advance, becoming a major clan in the Ancient Martial Circle won’t be a dream."
The old servant said very respectfully.
"Old Liu, you have a point. The time is about right, I must go inside to treat Lord Huang. It will be up to you when Qin Hao and Huang Long arrive."
Huang Ying said seriously.
"Yes, Master."
After bowing, the old servant straightened, hunched, walked out the door, standing there like a soulless statue.
Huang Ying nodded upon seeing this scene.
As long as Old Liu puts in full effort, even Huang Long will be mournful.
For all Qin Hao’s prowess, it would be pointless.
With this in mind, he turned and entered the inner room.
Inside the room. The lighting was dim, candles hung on the walls.
Being the patriarch’s residence, the decor was undoubtedly luxurious.
However, the dim room appeared very plain.
No electric lights, no TV, no computer, no mobile phone.
Everything related to modern electronic products was absent.
The single piece of furniture in the room was a large double bed.
A gaunt elderly person lay on the bed.
The elder was so thin, almost a bag of bones, each breath made his belly cling to his bones, while exhaling released foul smoke from his mouth.
Seeing the sleeping elder, Huang Ying thought to himself: "Calm down, no matter how formidable Qin Hao is, he’s just a youngster. I just need to focus on successfully curing Lord Huang. Then, with the backing, my status will become more stable. After all, Elder Huang is so capable in the Ancient Martial Circle and all of Huaxia!"
Thinking this, he took a deep breath, then slowly walked to the bed.
"Huang Ying, you’re here."
The elderly man suddenly opened his eyes from sleep. His pupils were tiny, surrounded by pallor, giving an intimidating look.
Even after long observation, Huang Ying was startled.
He quickly regained composure, grinning, "Lord Huang, apologies, there was some family upheaval, took a bit of time."
"Hmm." The Lord Huang lightly uttered a word from his mouth.
"Lord Huang, your health seems slightly improved lately, if I could remove the poison needle for you, maybe you’ll recover..."
Huang Ying said with a rather obsequious smile.
"Cure me?" Lord Huang’s skull-like face showed a hint of sarcasm: "Huang Ying, I know your medical skills are outstanding, but my body has been utterly ruined. There’s no chance of recovery. I am well aware of it."
"Lord Huang, don’t lose hope, I believe it’s still worth a try..."
Huang Ying said.
"Alright, in light of your sincere effort. Give you one last chance to tinker."
Lord Huang sighed and said.
"Good."
Huang Ying’s face showed slight delight.
No matter what.
As long as Lord Huang gives me a chance to treat him, everything can be discussed.
He immediately sat down beside the bed, fetched out a medical box. Opening the box, the tools were complete, all kinds of surgical instruments were present.
Huang Ying took a deep breath, picked up the knife, ready to operate on the elder.
At that moment.
Bam!
The door suddenly flew open, a figure rushed in, landing on the ground.
Huang Ying turned his head to look, seeing the person on the ground holding his stomach, coughing up blood, his old face filled with shock — wasn’t it Old Liu?
Huang Ying was utterly terrified.
Old Liu had been beaten so badly?
"Old Liu!"
Huang Ying called out, wanting to understand the reason.
Old Liu glanced at him, moved his mouth, then closed his eyes, seemingly fainted.
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