Chapter 3432: Close Call
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“Patriarch.” After hearing his subordinate’s hurried report, He Lin supported the middle-aged man who had yet to recover from the medicine’s effects and hesitantly said, “Young Master Nan is here.”
Ji Lingfeng’s forehead was drenched in sweat. His eyes were filled with pain, and his lips had turned a blackish-purple.
His emotions fluctuated at He Lin’s report, causing his lungs to itch.
Ji Lingfeng opened his eyes and pounced forward. With a muffled cough, he grabbed the towel and caught what came out of his throat.
Black blood ran through the wet towel between his fingers.
He Lin was shocked and quickly supported him. “Patriarch, don’t get agitated. There’s water on the table. Please moisten your throat.”
How could Ji Lingfeng calm down? After the pain in his lungs barely subsided, he looked at He Lin with eagle eyes. “Why is he here?!”
“Young Master Nan might have heard something from Madam.” He Lin didn’t know why Ji Nan was here either.
Based on his understanding of Madam, she wouldn’t let Young Master Nan get involved in danger. In other words, it was more likely that Ji Nan had guessed the situation and came here himself.
He Lin didn’t want Ji Lingfeng to continue feeling terrible, but he still had to report the situation outside to the Patriarch. “Young Master Nan came alone and blocked the hall’s entrance outside. He even said… said…”
Ji Lingfeng felt like a huge wooden hammer was ruthlessly hitting his head. His head buzzed, and he could only clench his fists and barely maintain his composure. He stared at He Lin with his eagle-like eyes. “What did he say?”
He Lin subconsciously lowered his head. “Young Master Nan said that anyone who wants to enter has to step over his corpse.”
“Heh!” It was unclear whether Ji Lingfeng was happy or angry. “He’s not afraid of death.”
He Lin didn’t dare to look at his current expression. The current situation was indeed too hostile to them. He stared at his toes hesitantly. “Patriarch, why don’t… we slow down first?”
Those people at the entrance weren’t the elders, especially those from the Southern Hall. They were all people who had survived through bloodshed.
They weren’t the same kind of people as what Young Master Nan knew.
There was nothing these people couldn’t do.
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