Strongest Medical Saint

Chapter 96 Master, I've Lost Face for You

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the night grew increasingly dense.

inside a room at a five-star hotel in tianhai.

shen feng stopped cultivating and, after stretching lazily, stood up and once again dialed xu dong's mobile number.

but the other's phone was still off, which gave shen feng a bad premonition. normally, xu dong's phone would not be switched off for long, unless he had run into some trouble in tianhai!

suddenly, the wind picked up outside the window, and it seemed about to rain.

after all, xu dong was his registered disciple. after pondering for two seconds, shen feng decided to use a divination technique to track down xu dong's whereabouts.

these tracking methods from the heaven and earth ultimate fate calculation technique only needed one to remember the person's aura and to combine it with one's own blood to be put into effect.

he found an object resembling a needle in the room and deftly performed the tracking method.

after calculating xu dong's precise location, shen feng memorized the route in his mind and then left the room.

as he walked out of the hotel, a thin drizzle began to fall from the night sky.

shen feng hailed a taxi and directed the driver.

about an hour later, the taxi stopped in a luxurious district. anyone living in the villas here was without a doubt wealthy and powerful.

after receiving his fare, the driver looked at shen feng with a strange gaze, "young man, do you live here?"

as a local tianhai driver, he had some knowledge of this villa area. according to rumors, even the boss of tianhai's underground forces lived here.

seeing that shen feng ignored him, the driver stepped on the accelerator and left, muttering under his breath, "with that look of yours, you're probably a gatekeeper here."

the rain grew heavier.

shen feng didn't bother arguing with a minor driver; instead, he activated the emperor king jue within his body.

an eerie scene unfolded.

the rain that fell on shen feng didn't soak his clothes, hair, or skin.

however, the local underworld in every city was highly resistant to external forces. perhaps they could use xu dong to infiltrate and weave through wuzhou's underworld.

xu dong's modest force in wuzhou might not amount to much on the surface, but it was precisely its low profile that kept it unnoticed, allowing them to operate in the shadows.

having made their decision, they naturally wanted to make xu dong obediently become their dog. first and foremost, they needed to temper this dog's spirit, to ensure his willing compliance.

at the gates of villa no. 18, where the rain couldn't reach, stood two black-clad men with mocking expressions.

now xu wenxing was confined within the villa, and the message from the captors was clear: xu dong would kneel until they were satisfied, or xu wenxing might risk being shot.

xu dong had been kneeling since yesterday afternoon, without any food, and with the sudden downpour, his body started trembling.

he couldn't understand the reason behind the actions of the three underworld leaders in tianhai. to them, xu dong should be nothing more than a small fry at most. was such an elaborate set-up really necessary? he wouldn't flinch from death, only asking for his son's safety.

if not for the safety of his son, he would never kneel like a dog here.

"keep kneeling obediently. you've offended these three masters; being alive now means you should be grateful to heavens and earth. you should learn to be thankful," they said.

"most people who offend these three masters would be thrown into the huangpu river to feed the fish. the fact that they're only making you kneel here, i think it's a sign of their great mercy."

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xu dong's body quivered even more, his hands clenched tightly into fists. if it weren't for the concern for xu wenxing, he would rather die standing than live kneeling.

"tap! tap! tap!—"

the sound of shoes stepping in water echoed slowly through the air.

shen feng made no effort to mask the sound of his steps.

the two black-clad men standing at the entrance to villa no. 18 vaguely saw shen feng approaching.

as shen feng got closer, their eyes widened in disbelief, and their faces showed utter astonishment.

despite the absence of an umbrella and the rain clearly falling on him, why were his hair and clothes dry? was this some sort of magic trick?

xu dong sensed someone stopping beside him and looked up. his expression froze, and for a few seconds, he was as rigid as a post. then consumed by regret, he quickly began kowtowing to shen feng, "master, i have disgraced you."

xu dong kept kowtowing: "master, i am not worthy of being your registered disciple. please expel me from the sect!"