"My junior brother is indeed very formidable," Yang Yinhou replied calmly.
Su Boli didn't expect such a blatantly boastful reply from Yang Yinhou. The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. He wanted to say sothing more but then rembered he was the host and his son's Prohibitions had not yet been lifted. If he were to cause a scene at this ti, not only would he offend Zhu Dongyu, but if it beca known that he couldn't lift the Prohibitions on his own son, he would lose great face. Therefore, in the end, Su Boli swallowed the words that had reached his lips.
Because of Su Boli's remark, the atmosphere during the al beca subtly tense.
So, wary of the Santai Sect's power or having good relations and ties with it, beca notably indifferent toward Yang Yinhou.
The others, though their change in attitude was not so obvious, also beca sowhat awkward. Yang Xiangrong and Xu Lei, especially Xu Lei, on the other hand, showed particular respect toward Yang Yinhou and were noticeably colder towards Su Boli, confusing and puzzling many.
Yang Yinhou was advanced in years and had many life-and-death experiences, with high Cultivation. Aside from matters he truly cared about, ordinary things could hardly affect his mood.
Therefore, the change in the atmosphere during the al seed to have nothing to do with him; he remained composed throughout. He ate what he should, drank what he should, raising his glass in return when others toasted him, and smiling and replying a word or two when others spoke to him.
Those who secretly thought Yang Yinhou was just a nobody might believe he was pretending to be a noble sage because of his connection with Zhu Dongyu, while people like Xu Lei and Lv Xinghai were deeply impressed by the old man's sage-like deanor.
In the afternoon, the exchange continued, and with the atmosphere being sowhat off, the seniors in the luxurious private room concluded their al early and left in small groups.
Since Su Boli obviously had issues with Yang Yinhou's junior, and since Yang Yinhou wasn't very well-known, none of the exchange event organizers took the initiative to invite him to the stage to share his Cultivation Insight until the al was over.
Normally, seniors of Yang Yinhou's standing who arrived unexpectedly would usually be invited by the event organizers to the stage, out of respect for their seniority.
Zhu Dongyu did, of course, have his opinions about this behavior from the event organizers, but since Yang Yinhou had no intention of such, Zhu Dongyu acted as if he was unaware.
Since Zhu Dongyu didn't say anything, Xu Lei naturally couldn't either, though he wasn't showing any good face to the people in charge of the event.
Disrespecting Yang Yinhou ant disrespecting Xu Lei, the person in charge of the Special Ability Managent Bureau in Jiangnan Province.
Of course, the event organizers weren't aware of this, and upon seeing Xu Lei's gloomy expression, they internally flinched, suspecting soone might have said sothing they shouldn't have, perhaps overheard by the head of the Special Ability Managent Bureau in Jiangnan Province. They thought it prudent to remind so people privately to refrain from speaking about politics or national affairs.
There was no choice; despite Xu Lei being the youngest and least experienced among them in Qin, he was a representative of the official authority, an official from the governnt body that supervised and regulated Qin's special forces. Should he take issue with their conduct and deem it necessary to increase supervision and control, their actions would no longer be so free and easy.
"Uncle Yang, please don't take it to heart. So people are naturally arrogant because they think they have so skills and forget that there are powers beyond their own," Zhu Dongyu said apologetically once they returned to the villa.
Yang Yinhou chuckled lightly, "You don't need to dwell on it. Uncle Yang has lived a long life, seen all manner of storms and events. If I were to take such trivial matters to heart, this whole life and my cultivation would have been in vain."
"I don't know when I will ever achieve the breadth of heart that you have, Uncle Yang," Zhu Dongyu said, secretly relieved.
"If you had my experiences, you naturally would," Yang Yinhou said lightly, his tone tinged with an indescribable sense of age and sorrow.
Zhu Dongyu looked at Yang Yinhou, his heart gave a jolt, and it took him a while to say, "Seeing Su Boli's deanor, it seems there has been so misunderstanding with Uncle Yang's disciple. Do you think I need to have a talk with Su Boli to clear up the misunderstanding?"
"My disciple handles matters on his own, you needn't trouble yourself," Yang Yinhou said.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Dongyu's heart shook again, but he was still sowhat anxious. After hesitating, he added, "But he's still young, and the Santai Sect does have considerable influence, I'm worried..."
"You needn't worry, on this point, I believe Dongxu understands it better than you or I," Yang Yinhou said, waving his hand dismissively, leaving no room for doubt.
Seeing this, Zhu Dongyu, although still sowhat unconvinced, saw Yang Yinhou's trust in Ge Dongxu and knew it wasn't his place to say more. He decided to set the matter aside for now and brought up the matter of Wu Yili's grandmother.
"Uncle Yang, there's sothing I'm not sure if I should speak of?" Zhu Dongyu said.
"We are uncle and nephew, there's nothing you can't say to ," Yang Yinhou said with a smile.
"It's like this, there's an elderly lady in Santai City, considered a hero of our province, but now she's stricken with age and severe illness, and I'm at a loss. Since Uncle Yang is here, and with your exceptional dical skills, could I ask you to help take a look?" Zhu Dongyu said.
"Since she's a hero, let's go and take a look." Yang Yinhou was naturally kind-hearted, and now that Zhu Dongyu had made the request, he saw no reason to refuse aid, and imdiately nodded without a second thought.
"That's great, I'll call their family right away." Zhu Dongyu said happily, then picked up the phone and called Wu Yili's uncle, Principal Zhang.
"The elder's five organs are all weak, and her vitality is fading, her days are not much longer. You should prepare yourselves," in the Zhang Family, Tang Yiyuan took Principal Zhang and Wu Yili aside, shaking his head as he spoke.
Seeing Tang Yiyuan's diagnosis was exactly the sa as Zhu Dongyu's, Principal Zhang and Wu Yili felt their hearts sink to the bottom.
"Uncle Tang, is there really no way at all?" Wu Yili said with tears in her eyes. She was very attached to her grandmother and couldn't bear the thought that just as life was finally getting better, her grandmother might pass away without being able to enjoy more good fortune.
"A way?" Tang Yiyuan looked towards his daughter, Tang Yahui, who had co with him, and seeing the plea and sorrow in her eyes, he couldn't help but feel hesitant.
There was certainly nothing Tang Yiyuan could do about Wu Yili's grandmother's illness, and if anyone in the world could, he thought it might only be Ge Dongxu.
But the old lady's natural life was nearly at its end, a law of nature, and Tang Yiyuan wasn't sure if Ge Dongxu could change her destiny. Even if Ge Dongxu had the ability, if he made the call, would it put Ge Dongxu in a difficult position? Would it be inappropriate?'
After all, playing the Ge Dongxu card was not sothing to be done lightly. Otherwise, if internal dicine doctors like He Duanrui, who knew of Ge Dongxu's skills, followed suit, then all manner of distant relatives and patients with roundabout connections would be disturbing Ge Dongxu, wouldn't that run him ragged?
Tang Yahui was clearly aware of this too, so she didn't dare to speak rashly, but instead looked at her father with pleading eyes.
"Yili, Professor Tang made a special trip from Linzhou this morning just to see us, this kindness is deep enough already. Since grandma's condition is indeed as such, don't make things difficult for Professor Tang anymore. Now we just have to see whether that reclusive expert ntioned by Master Zhu is willing to co. If he cos and draws the sa conclusion, then we should prepare for grandma's passing sooner rather than later," Principal Zhang patted Wu Yili's shoulder and said mournfully.
He, too, was no longer holding out much hope for the reclusive expert Zhu Dongyu had ntioned.
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