Dongfang Bai couldn't understand. How on earth had Lin Xiao grown to be this way?
You say you've mastered your Lin family's "Overbearing True Qi," and indeed, it's formidable. After all, it's a Lin family heritage, and in recent generations, there's only been Lin Xin. He could comprehend that.
But then you tell him that he's not only a once-in-a-millennium martial arts prodigy but also the possessor of the Heavenly Eye, and now, a generation's divine doctor of Long Country?
He couldn't accept it!
No matter who it was, they wouldn't be able to accept it, right?
"What's wrong, Senior? Shall I take a look for you? Heart disease is indeed difficult to cure, but your body is so healthy. From the sounds in your chest, I can't detect any problems. You must be in excellent health," Lin Xiao leaned closer to Dongfang Bai, speaking convincingly.
If looks could kill, he would have wanted to tear Lin Xiao to shreds.
Alas, he knew he couldn't do that, neither emotionally nor logically. Yet, Lin Xiao was so infuriating.
Zhuge Lan was watching from the sidelines, seemingly finding the entire situation quite amusing.
Dongfang Bai ended the call with a heavy sigh. Looking at Lin Xiao, he exaggerated his emotions before suddenly saying, "Lin Xiao, promise me this: if those two from the Beautiful Country manage to summon their gods later, you will get as far away as you possibly can."
"What do you mean by that, Senior?"
"It's fine if we old folks meet our end. But if you meet yours, the future of Long Country's ancient martial arts world will be lost."
Dongfang Bai said with a grave tone.
"It shouldn't be that serious..."
"Promise me."
Dongfang Bai's expression showed no hint of jest. This forced Lin Xiao to fall silent for a moment before he finally shook his head. "I cannot do that."
"Senior, I am Lin Xiao. I am the contemporary God of War of Long Country, the Dragon King of the Northern Frontier. I have no reason to back down."
"Even if it means facing death."
"You little brat, why don't you understand?"
"I understand."
The two seemed on the verge of an endless argument when Mr. Zhuge's voice rang out, "It seems you two do not believe in this old man's abilities."
"Mr. Zhuge, that's not what we mean..."
"With me here, what does it matter if they summon gods?" Zhuge Lan stood there, extending a hand. At this moment, it seemed as if a blazing sun existed within his palm. "In the past thousand years, how many god-level experts have fallen before me?"
To be precise, the god-level expert from the Wuhou lineage was Mr. Zhuge himself.
His power had been passed down to the present.
However, the current Zhuge Lan had not yet fully inherited all of Mr. Zhuge's strength.
But, purely for the matter of summoning gods, it was no challenge for the current Zhuge Lan.
"It was my impetuosity," Dongfang Bai then cupped his hands and said. However, in his heart, he had made a decision.
If necessary, he would choose to sacrifice himself to let Lin Xiao live.
If such a day were to come.
At this moment, the three received a notification.
The elder had arrived.
"Everything is set here. You two should go," Zhuge Lan gestured for them to leave.
"What about you, Mr. Zhuge?"
Lin Xiao asked, seeing that Zhuge Lan had no intention of leaving.
"Currently, my cultivation is too low to leave the formation. If I were to depart, the formation would require some time to activate. Therefore, I shall remain here to hold the fort," Mr. Zhuge said.
After saying this, Zhuge Lan's voice returned to its usual tone.