Chapter 881: Chapter 95 dicine King Saving the World (6800 words 2-in-1)_4
Among them, thirty percent were common people, so were quite well-dressed n, likely stewards of wealthy noble clans, but most wore the Vermilion Clothes of the Ministry of Punishnt personnel, each bearing injuries. Although the middle-aged man was thin, he had a large fra that could thoroughly shield Wang Anfeng.
Now taking a step to the left, Wang Anfeng was imdiately exposed. Across the world, whether in Great Qin or beyond, most n loved gazing at outstanding beauties, especially those with exceptional talents and looks. Countless people stole glances at the huntress-clad, heroic young girl, their gazes naturally dropping to the bewildered face of Wang Anfeng.
The martial soldiers of the Ministry of Punishnt were initially startled. The one leading them was familiar, Hu Bu, who had previously taken away a corpse from Wang Anfeng’s guest room. Recognizing Wang Anfeng, he proactively clasped his hands and greeted warmly:
“I have t Mr. Wang, the Divine Doctor!”
“This ti, sir, your efforts have been great! Your efforts have been great!”
Beside him, a large group of vermilion-clothed constables bowed and saluted in unison:
“Your efforts have been great!”
The crowd looked askance.
Wang Anfeng swept his gaze over them. His mind montarily froze, then slowly churned. Seeing the sheer number that rendered practicing dicine a test of physical stamina, his thoughts instinctively turned to the cold, reticent man who seldom spoke. The young man’s face was fair, and his eyes alluring like autumn waters, yet deeply imbued with a piercing coldness.
Wang Anfeng took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, saying:
“Wuxin…”
His mind roiled non-stop. The only certainty was that although Wuxin didn’t know much, he had mostly guessed Wang Anfeng’s intention to openly build the bridge while secretly moving along the dark corridor. Claiming to offer free consultations, he intended to deal with Qiong Qi.
Wuxin wanted Qiong Qi to be brought into the Heavenly Prison alive, so he couldn’t let Wang Anfeng have his way or wish to clash with him. Hence, he went along with Wuxin’s intent—
Weren’t you going to give free consultations?
I’ll provide you more than enough patients for you to conduct a thorough consultation.
Today, just rest assured, don’t step out of the main gate or the backyard. Provide your consultations properly here, dispensing benevolence through dicine, curing illness?
Satisfy you.
He almost already envisioned Wuxin wearing Vermilion Clothes, his expression cold yet impeccably polite as he slightly smiled and said—
By the way, no need to be polite.
The girl beside him mumbled, “Interesting, interesting, truly interesting. Luckily I followed along. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have witnessed this amusing scene. Wuxin didn’t even tell …”
Wang Anfeng ignored her, maintaining a calm deanor as he stepped forward.
He had already seen the white-haired elder at the entrance, who brought along disciples and familiar doctors, waiting in front, wearing a clean gray robe, appearing very solemn.
The girl with erald eyes clapped and smiled:
“Really, it seems free consultations don’t charge fees.”
“With so many people, a lot of silver coins can be saved for jewelry, delicious snacks… Wuxin is quite shrewd indeed.”
Though Wang Anfeng’s face was tranquil, he couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
He furrowed his brow.
In his mind, the cold-faced, wealthy Wuxin with a fox’s tail behind him swayed it and hid it. This guy truly… truly is one who never lets down his guard for a mont!! And as for Tie Lin, does he tell him everything?
Though Wang Anfeng knew this matter was entirely because he himself concealed parts of it and had other plans, conflicting with Wuxin regarding their positions within the Ministry of Punishnt, he didn’t bla them but still found it troubleso.
He lifted his eyes slightly; the sun was just rising.
Quarter past the hour.
Xue Qinshuang had already disguised herself and went out of the city. In another two hours, Qiong Qi would appear at the location given by Shi Huaidie. At that ti, Wang Anfeng must also be there; otherwise, all previous efforts would be in vain.
But there were nearly a hundred people in front of him, and even at the fastest speed, it would take more than three to four hours. Moreover, this would only be possible if no one else ca, but that was clearly impossible. What’s more, going too fast might appear suspicious, confirming Wuxin’s suspicions.
The conflict brought a dilemma, a situation where no one could find a good solution—
If he didn’t go, it might be hard to find such a good opportunity next ti. If he went like normal, he might reveal significant flaws, and Wuxin, who initially thought he was sneaking away to deal with Qiong Qi, might develop other ideas if he went.
As soon as he left, the elder would appear, claiming there was no problem. No one would believe it.
Especially the ministry’s renowned constables who were used to doubting everything, especially those at the top as the head of them?
Unless… he went to confess proactively…
But how could that be possible?
Qiong Qi was already on the road; ti wouldn’t stop and wait for him.
Two distinct voices rang in his ears, one from Shaolin Temple and the other from the present world, from what Wang Anfeng called ‘ingenious’ items he gifted.
“According to the estimated progress, Qiong Qi should have passed the post station by now, just one hundred and thirty miles from Rong Yue.”
“I’m almost at Rongyue City, how about you? Anfeng…”
Over a hundred people watched him.
Not a drop of water could trickle through.
Wang Anfeng rubbed his brow, calming the ripples in his mind, maintaining a composed deanor, as he walked towards the elder waiting at the Reviving Spring Hall entrance. The coarse hempen sleeves brushed against his wrist, helping him clear his thoughts.
Preparedness begets strength, unpreparedness spells ruin.
When prepared with A, one must also prepare for B and C…
If A is not feasible, naturally proceed with B, C.
Cold fox, don’t assu you’ve won…
He looked composed, clasped hands, and greeted the elder, soon being ushered inside.
The young man opened the windows wide, one by one lighting the dicine brewing fires, releasing the fragrance of the boiling herbs. The main doors opened, revealing the scene inside the dical hall.
Quarter past the hour, three minutes before.
Qiong Qi rode a carriage, passed Rong Yue post, a hundred and thirty miles from Rongyue City.
Xue Qinshuang, with a relaxed deanor, hands behind her back, floated away, seventy miles from Rongyue City.
Wang Anfeng, one hundred miles from Rongyue City.
Patients, enter.
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