"Alas, I truly don’t know who Second Young Master has offended to warrant such a vicious attack. All 108 bones in his body have been shattered. These bones are spread throughout his body and limbs, and the perpetrator’s technique was very special. Even I cannot reconnect these broken bones, let alone all of them. It would be as difficult as scaling a mountain to do so."

Old Master Hua let out a heavy sigh.

"Ye Luo was actually this ruthless!" Shen Changqing’s eyes narrowed, a flash of anger passing through his gaze.

"How is Yun Long doing now? Is his life in danger?" Shen Changfeng asked anxiously.

"The Second Young Master’s life is not in danger, but he has become crippled and unable to move. I’m afraid he will have to spend the rest of his life lying in bed."

Old Master Hua said indifferently, causing the complexions of the Shen brothers to change.

"Old Master Hua, is there really no other way?"

Shen Changfeng asked with a look of unwillingness on his face.

Old Master Hua’s eyes condensed slightly, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "Currently, in Huaxia, the only one who might have a way to cure the Second Young Master is likely the National Doctor."

"Are you talking about the master of Rejuvenation Pavilion, Old Master Mu?"

Shen Changfeng’s eyes were fixed on Old Master Hua.

"Exactly. Old Master Mu is known as the National Doctor of Huaxia Country. His medical skills have reached an unfathomable level. He is the only one in the entire Huaxia who might have the method or the hope to treat the Second Young Master."

Old Master Hua nodded.

"Ever since Old Master Mu retired more than a decade ago, he has rarely taken action. Even if he does, it’s only to treat a few high-ranking officials. He refuses to treat outsiders, so it won’t be easy to get him to take care of Yun Long."

Shen Changqing expressed with a slight frown.

"We should report this matter to the old master. With his intervention, there may be hope to persuade Old Master Mu."

Old Master Hua couldn’t help but speak.

"Big Brother, it seems that’s the only way now. Only if Father intervenes, then Old Master Mu might consider treating Yun Long."

Shen Changqing’s eyes turned towards Shen Changfeng.

Shen Changfeng’s eyelids drooped, his eyes twinkling with light, as he said, "I will inform Father about this matter. However, we shouldn’t tell Yun Fei. He is at a critical moment in his cultivation and must not be disturbed."

"Understood."

Shen Changqing nodded.

The next day, as the sun rose in the east, warming the land of Zhonghai with its early rays.

In a hotel room, Ye Luo sat cross-legged on the bed, and with a booming sound from within his body, a powerful aura filled the room.

After a night of cultivation and with the help of the Tianyang Pill, the injuries within Ye Luo’s body had fully recovered. Moreover, he had seized the remaining strength to break through the second meridian of the Nine Yang Extremes Vein.

Now that he had opened up the two major extreme veins within his body, his strength had greatly increased. Equivalent to two Dantian, in addition to his own, the True Qi storage within Ye Luo’s body was hard to compare even for a cultivator at the Innate Middle Stage.

His eyes opened, shining brightly, and with a glance, Ye Luo saw Li Wanqin sitting on a chair beside him, her head resting on her hand as she slept.

Seeing this, a warm smile appeared on Ye Luo’s lips. He walked over, lifted Li Wanqin in his arms, and placed her on the bed.

"Ye Luo!"

At that moment, Li Wanqin’s eyes opened slightly, and upon seeing Ye Luo, she couldn’t help but call out.

"I’m sorry for not letting you get a good night’s sleep."

Ye Luo said with a touch of guilt on his face.

"Are you okay now?"

Li Wanqin was very concerned about Ye Luo’s health.

"I’m alright now, but you were shot yesterday and haven’t fully recovered yet. You should rest up first."

Ye Luo told Li Wanqin, looking at her.

"Thank you for last night!"

Li Wanqin gazed at Ye Luo with sincere eyes.

Leaning close to Li Wanqin, Ye Luo curved his lips into a smile and said, "You’re my woman, there’s no need for thanks. Were you impressed by my strength last night?"

"Ye Luo, who exactly are you?"

Li Wanqin’s eyes flickered with curiosity as she looked at Ye Luo. His formidable strength from the previous night was still vivid in her mind, making her feel that this young man was somewhat unfathomable.

"All you need to remember is that I’m your man, and I will protect you from now on," Ye Luo said softly, then leaned down and captured Li Wanqin’s lips briefly.

Li Wanqin didn’t resist Ye Luo’s advance, instead, she closed her eyes and began to respond. Soon, their tongues entwined, and Ye Luo’s hands started to wander on her body, causing her cheeks to flush red.

After a full minute of kissing, Li Wanqin was aroused, but Ye Luo did not continue and instead withdrew from her.

With her eyes full of spring, Li Wanqin looked at Ye Luo, puzzlement mixed with her longing. She had been ready to welcome Ye Luo’s advance, yet he had stopped unexpectedly.

"You were shot just yesterday, and your body hasn’t fully recovered. It’s not good for you to engage in strenuous activity. You should rest up; there’s plenty of time. Whenever you want it, just let me know. Your husband will do his utmost to satisfy you, guaranteed to make you feel good to the last."

A roguish smile played on Ye Luo’s lips as he looked at Li Wanqin, his eyes overtly lascivious.

Listening to Ye Luo’s words, Li Wanqin’s face turned bright red, her eyes shy, and coyly gave him a reproachful glance. That look was full of charm, enticing and provocative, almost making it difficult for Ye Luo to hold back.

After resting for more than an hour, Ye Luo took Li Wanqin back home to rest. Her parents were very warm towards him, treating him as though he were their own son.

Now, thanks to Du Tianhao’s influence, Li Wanqin’s father had been reinstated to his former position, and even promoted. Naturally, this led Li Wanqin’s father to think back on what Ye Luo had said before, clearly attributing everything to Ye Luo’s influence, and therefore he was exceptionally warm towards him, a stark difference from the tension of their first meeting.

After sending Li Wanqin home and advising her to rest more, Ye Luo drove towards the company.

Meanwhile, as Ye Luo headed to Ling Corporation, three black business vehicles escorted a black Audi along the highway leading to Zhonghai.

In the backseat of the Audi sat a man, nearly forty, with a dark, weathered face and triangular eyes that gleamed menacingly, like a venomous snake. A purple scorpion tattoo adorned his left cheek, adding to his ruthless and ferocious appearance. The aura of brutality emanating from him was chilling.

This man was Poisonous Scorpion, the boss of Jinling’s underworld and a sharp weapon wielded by the Wu Family’s dark forces.

And now, this weapon had been dispatched to deal with Ye Luo.

"Boss, here’s the information on that kid."

On the front passenger seat of the Audi, a man with a cold expression handed a file to Poisonous Scorpion—he was Black Tiger, Poisonous Scorpion’s top enforcer.