Peng Ying was stunned.
How could the legendary Divine Doctor Lu, whom he worshipped, be kowtowing to Shen Ye?
And calling Shen Ye his grand-master?
What the hell was going on?
Mu Qingyi was equally shocked; the turn of events was completely beyond her imagination.
Shen Ye was also a bit confused, a look of suspicion in his eyes.
Peng Ying excitedly shouted, "Divine Doctor Lu, have you made a mistake? How could this wet-behind-the-ears brat be your grand-master?"
"Divine Doctor Lu, you must have recognized the wrong person. This is absolutely impossible!"
"Shut your damn mouth!" Lu Lin roared at Peng Ying, glaring at him with a murderous expression.
If Peng Ying dared to nag any further, he really would hit him.
Peng Ying was frightened into silence.
Looking ashamed, Lu Lin lowered his head and said, "Grand-master, I am sorry. I was blind and failed to recognize you."
"I have offended you. Please, Grand-master, punish me!"
Shen Ye, still suspicious, asked, "Are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else?"
"I am only twenty-three this year. I cannot have a grand-disciple as old as you."
Lu Lin replied excitedly, "Grand-master, there is no mistake. The Tianxuan Thirteen Needles are proof enough!"
"Anyone in this world who knows the Tianxuan Thirteen Needles is my grand-master!"
Shen Ye frowned and asked, "What exactly is going on?"
Lu Lin quickly explained, "My master once followed a reclusive expert for a period of time to study medicine, which earned him the title of Divine Doctor."
"That expert was a master of the Tianxuan Thirteen Needles, and my master was fortunate enough to learn some of the basics."
"Before my master passed away, he instructed me that if I ever met someone who knew the Tianxuan Thirteen Needles, that person would be my grand-master."
"..."
Shen Ye understood. The reclusive expert Lu Lin spoke of must have been his own master, the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley.
His master had once told him that while traveling the world, he had guided many people in the art of medicine.
Although he had never officially taken them as disciples, those people had considered him their master in their hearts.
The Tianxuan Thirteen Needles were the signature technique of Medicine King Valley; no outsider would know them. Even if they tried to learn, they would only grasp the crudest basics.
Shen Ye said indifferently, "You recognized the wrong person. The man you are talking about is my master."
Lu Lin remained fervent. "My master’s dying wish was that whoever knows the Tianxuan Thirteen Needles is my grand-master!"
Shen Ye: "..."
Peng Ying’s face turned the color of liver. How could he be so unlucky?
Divine Doctor Lu was actually on Shen Ye’s side. What was he supposed to do now?
Lu Lin said with a look of shame, "Grand-master, I was blind. I beg for your forgiveness; I will never dare to do it again!"
"I kowtow to you, Grand-master. Please show mercy and let me off!"
*Thump, thump, thump...*
Watching Lu Lin bow his head violently, Shen Ye raised an eyebrow and waved his hand. "Since your master studied under mine, there is some connection between us."
"For the sake of that connection, I will let this slide. Do not let it happen again!"
"As a medical practitioner, you must be humble. Do not be arrogant or overbearing; only then can you walk the true path," Shen Ye admonished.
Lu Lin turned beet red with shame. "The Grand-master’s teachings are correct. This disciple will strictly follow them and never forget!"
Mu Qingyi watched this scene from the side, finding it bizarre and even comical.
A seventy-year-old Old Man calling a young man like Shen Ye "Grand-master"... this...
"Get up," Shen Ye said.
Lu Lin said shamefully, "Although you have forgiven me, Grand-master, I lost the bet, and I must fulfill my promise."
Lu Lin began to bark like a dog:
"Woof, woof! I was blind and offended you, Grand-master. Please forgive me!"
"Woof, woof! I was arrogant and lost my way. I deserve death!"
"Woof, woof! I am unworthy of the title 'Divine Doctor' and will no longer call myself one!"
"..."
Shen Ye’s gaze landed on Peng Ying, and he sneered, "Peng Ying, now it is time for you to fulfill your promise."
Peng Ying’s face was filled with panic and terror.
If he really had to cut off an arm, he would be better off dead.
He had never thought he would lose, which was why he had agreed to the bet. Now that he had lost, he didn't want to follow through.
Peng Ying looked at Mu Weiyang lying on the bed as if he had found a savior, and shouted excitedly, "Even though Divine Doctor Lu didn't cure Mu Weiyang, you didn't either!"
"It's a draw! You didn't win, so I haven't lost. I don't need to fulfill the wager."
Lu Lin roared, "Peng Ying, you dare to doubt my Grand-master’s medical skills? Do you want to die?"
"With the Tianxuan Thirteen Needles, there is no illness in this world that cannot be cured..."
Shen Ye waved his hand to interrupt Lu Lin, looked at Peng Ying, and sneered, "I will let you die knowing the truth."
Shen Ye tapped Mu Weiyang.
Mu Weiyang woke up and even climbed out of bed.
Although she was still as thin as a rail, she could move freely, and her mental state was excellent.
"Sister!" Mu Qingyi cried with joy and held Mu Weiyang tightly.
Shen Ye said coldly, "Peng Ying, what else do you have to say?"
Peng Ying’s face turned deathly pale, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he was panicked to the extreme.
Lu Lin bellowed, "Peng Ying, accept your loss! Aren't you going to cut off your own arm yet?"
"Do you want me to do it for you?"
Peng Ying bolted for the door; he didn't want to lose his arm.
Shen Ye sneered, flashed across the room, and blocked Peng Ying’s path.
*Thump!*
Peng Ying fell to his knees and cried for mercy:
"Divine Doctor Shen, I was blind and offended you! Please, show mercy and let me off!"
"Sister, save me! I am your biological brother. Please, for the sake of our parents, save me!"
"Qingyi, I am your uncle, save me..."
Peng Ying did not speak and turned to walk out of the room.
Mu Qingyi’s expression was resolute; she would never forgive him.
Shen Ye didn't waste any more words; he picked up a kitchen knife and swung it down.
Blood splattered everywhere.
"Argh!"
Peng Ying let out a shrill scream, his severed arm bleeding profusely as he nearly fainted from the pain.
Shen Ye said icily, "This is a small lesson for you."
"Do not target Qingyi again. If there is a next time, it will be your head that gets cut off."
"Get out!"
Peng Ying picked up his severed arm and ran away in sheer terror.
"Grand-master, it is truly a blessing to meet you."
"I am willing to serve you like a beast of burden, to be at your beck and call."
"I have quite a lot of savings from these years, and I am willing to offer it all to you," Lu Lin said, his face full of fanaticism.
Shen Ye lowered his eyelids and said indifferently, "I am not your grand-master. You have nothing to do with me, and I do not need you to serve me."
"Speak. Who sent you here? Peng Ying alone wouldn't be able to command you."
Lu Lin lowered his head and whispered, "I am working for the Zhou family of the Imperial Capital. Peng Ying recommended Miss Qingyi to be the wife of the Zhou family's dim-witted son."
"The Zhou family saw Miss Qingyi’s photo and were very satisfied, so they sent me to handle it..."
"Hmph!" Shen Ye let out a heavy snort and said with a dark face, "Go back and tell the Zhou family that if they don't want to be wiped out, they should drop this idea."
"Yes, I will definitely convey your meaning, Grand-master," Lu Lin said hurriedly, his face covered in cold sweat.
"You can get out now, too!" Shen Ye commanded.
Lu Lin offered a bitter smile, bowed deeply to Shen Ye, and left in a hurry, not daring to say another word.
With Mu Qingyi’s support, Mu Weiyang walked over to Shen Ye and said excitedly, "Brother-in-law, thank you for saving me..."
Before Mu Weiyang could finish her sentence, her eyes turned black, and she fainted.
"Sister..." Mu Qingyi cried out in panic, her voice filled with tears.