Hao Mu Wang Tian: Chapter 7

After applying the medicine, Mu Ling and Qin Wangtian went out together to attend the so-called martial arts banquet in the front yard.

Mu Ling waved his antique ivory fan as he strolled leisurely. Approaching the front yard, the noise echoing from the walls floated to his ears.

"Hey." Qin Wangtian suddenly stopped Mu Ling.

Mu Ling glanced at him? "Hey? You should call me Young Master."

Qin Wangtian rolled his eyes and asked, "You are also a famous person. Can someone recognize you?"

"I should not be." Mu Ling touched his chin and thought, Well, unless he was invited to Heiyun Bao before, no one should recognize me.

"Heiyun Bao?" Qin Wangtian was a little surprised. "Will Situ also come?"

"Ahhh." Mu Ling curled his lips. "Just a Yuejia Zhai can hardly invite Situ. Besides, Situ, he sure has worms in his brain now, no time to bother with others' affairs."

At Heiyun Bao, Situ sneezed, and Xiao Huang next to him asked, "What's wrong? Did you catch a chill?"

"Maybe an ill-mannered person with nothing better to do is cursing me." Situ rubbed his nose and turned Xiao Huan over, "Xianxian, let's continue."

As soon as Mu Ling finished his words, he sneezed loudly.

"Did he catch a cold when you fell into the water earlier?" Yue Zaiting appeared at the doorway with a worried expression on his face. "You're probably sick. I'll ask the doctor to check, is that alright?"

Mu Ling rubbed his nose. He smiled and said, "No need. Maybe someone is cursing me."

"Haha, sir, don't be careless." Yue Zaiting smiled. "It just so happens that I invited the world's number one genius doctor, Mu Ling from Heiyun Bao, to come. He can check your pulse."

"Cough….cough..." Mu Ling was choked by his saliva, and asked Yue Zaiting with his eyes widened inconceivably, "Who have you invited?"

"Ah, it's Mu Ling from Heiyun Bao. Mu Ling, the God of Medicine doctor. He also agreed to perform an autopsy on my father." Yue Zaiting said with a smile.

Mu Ling's expression instantly changed.

"Motherfu-..." Mu Ling nearly stomped his feet to curse the heavens, but Qin Wangtian behind him hurriedly grabbed hold.

Mu Ling looked back and saw Qin Wangtian glaring at him -- be not too careless as to reveal us.

Mu Ling gritted his teeth and swallowed the three-character sutra that was about to be cursed back down. "Oh really, the number one genius doctor in the world? Then I must pay a visit."

"Haha..." Yue Zaiting didn't understand why Mu Ling's tone suddenly turned sharp. At first glance, what could he say...the expression was quite fierce. "Come along, to the front yard," he informed as he led the way.

Mu Ling rolled his sleeves, followed Yue Zaiting, and prepared to fight the person who pretended to be himself. He was grabbed by Qin Wangtian behind him and warned in a low voice, "Remember our priorities."

Mu Ling frowned and kicked Qin Wangtian away. "Move it, this Laozi is going to smash his teeth into the ground!" he declared angrily, hurrying away.

Qin Wangtian looked at a clear shoe print on the hem of his clothes, clenching his teeth— you, with the surname Mu, wait for this Laozi.

Everyone entered the front yard. The appearance of Yue Zaiting attracted a lot of people's attention. To those who stood up to salute and congratulate him, Yue Zaiting responded one by one. Seeing his sophisticated appearance, Qin Wangtian sneered from behind, hypocrite.

Mu Ling looked around fiercely, trying to find the imposter who pretended to be him, but there were people everywhere, who knew which one it was.

"Mr. Lin?"

"Mr. Lin."

Someone whispered beside Mu Ling.

Mu Ling internally scowled, Why are you yelling beside me? As soon as he swung around, he felt Qin Wangtian's grip, then turned his head. "What?"

Qin Wangtian said to the side, "Someone called you."

"The person he called Lin...Ah..." Mu Ling didn't finish speaking, but was pinched by Qin Wangtian. Mu Ling squealed in surprise before he realized that he was Lin Baisui... Turning around again, he saw a young man standing beside him wearing a navy blue robe, looking a bit scrawny.

"Who are you?" Mu Ling asked.

"Uh..."

The young man blushed when Mu Ling said, "It was my fault earlier. Don't be angry, Mr. Lin."

Mu Ling blinked a few times, tilted his head towards Qin Wangtian, as if asking— Who is this kid?

Qin Wangtian indeed was infuriated by Mu Ling's antics. Red-faced, he quickly said, "Young Master Yue doesn't need to be polite. My Young Master also wants to thank you for saving him just now."

"Oh..." Mu Ling suddenly remembered. Was this Yue Zaiyun who fought with Yue Zaiting from before?

"The pleasure is mine," Yue Zaiyun nodded to Qin Wangtian, then turned to look at Mu Ling.

Mu Ling waved his fan, and looked up and down at Yue Zaiyun; his eyes rolled, and some ideas popped up. "So it's Master Yue, cough cough."

"Mr. Lin is ill." Yue Zaiyun worried.

Mu Ling nodded and said weakly, "I have been suffering from a persistent illness since I was a child. The doctor said that Lin Baisui could not live to be twenty years old. That's why my parents gave me this, it's in the name."

"Aaahh..." Yue Zaiyun took a breath. Really pitiful indeed.

As Mu Ling spoke, he drew a cross behind him, thinking silently in his heart that it was Lin Baisui who has such a fate. This Laozi has to live to be 100 years old, ah, no, ninety-nine years old!

"Then... how old are you, sir?" Yue Zaiyun regained his senses and suddenly asked Mu Ling.

"Oh..." Mu Ling waved his hand dismissively. "I went through all the hardships looking for medicine, and finally lived a little bit longer, but I also worry about my fate every day."

"It must be tough for you." Yue Zaiyun empathized with Mu Ling.

Qin Wangtian knew that Mu Ling would pull one of his tricks again as he was listening. He looked at Yue Zaiyun with some sympathy.

"That's right." Mu Ling began to change the direction of the subject and said to Yue Zaiyun with a smile, "Master Yue, I heard that this banquet has invited Mu Ling, the world's number one genius doctor?"

"Yes." Yue Zaiyun nodded, "I heard Er Ge invited him to do an autopsy for our father."

"Oh, is that so? By the way, would it be an inconvenience for him to check me out?" Mu Ling asked, looking for it, and said heartily. Where is that deadbeat imposter?

Shortly after that thought, he heard someone suddenly say, "It's an honor to be here."