The Wild Doctor and the Fair Beauty

That day, everything Yan Duo had said during his call with Yan Haifeng had been dictated by Yan Qingshan.

On the other end of the line, Yan Haifeng hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

Three days had passed since that last call.

When Yan Haifeng learned that the Leng Family of Central State—a family he had once annihilated—had made a comeback, he was lost in thought for a long while.

"Patriarch, rumor has it that the Leng Family’s new patriarch is Leng Zhicheng," the old butler continued.

"Leng Zhicheng?"

Yan Haifeng, of course, remembered Leng Zhicheng. "His branch of the family fled into the mountains back then. It must have been twenty years. Who gave him the nerve to stage a comeback?"

"Patriarch, according to the live news broadcast, there was also a woman named Leng Ning," the old butler replied.

"Leng Ning! Ning’Er!" Yan Haifeng’s brow furrowed slightly as he recalled the name.

By blood, Leng Ning was his own granddaughter!

His expression flickered for just a moment before he roared, "Didn’t she die all those years ago? How is she still alive!"

THUD!

Hearing this, the old butler dropped to his knees. "Patriarch, back then... under your orders, I handled it personally. The Leng Family had over thirty members, and not a single one was spared. There were no survivors. I... I don’t know how she could still be alive."

Yan Haifeng let out a heavy sigh. "We’ll put this matter aside for now. Dial Du’Er’s number."

The old butler immediately dialed Yan Duo’s number.

「Central State, Martial Arts Department.」

With his limbs crippled, Yan Duo lay in a cage, his wounds treated and swathed in bandages. He looked like a silkworm in its cocoon.

His once-arrogant personality had long since been crushed.

He was like a jagged rock that had been ground down into a smooth pebble.

Now, his only hope was to stay alive.

’Just stay alive. That’s all that matters.’

’As for revenge?’

’What revenge? There would be no revenge.’

He was Yan Qingshan’s slave now. He didn’t dare even entertain the thought.

The moment such a thought arose, it felt like a sharp dagger was churning inside his skull.

The feeling was worse than death, and it ensured he would never dare to act recklessly.

"My phone... My phone is ringing!"

Yan Duo heard his ringtone cut through the drowsy haze.

The guard assigned to watch him sneered. "You’re well aware of your status now, aren’t you?"

"Yes, yes, I’m aware!" Although Yan Duo had lost his freedom, he still dreamt of one day returning to the Yan Family.

Even if it meant remaining Yan Qingshan’s slave.

"Remember, this evening, Mr. Jiang will take you to the Provincial City. That’s all you need to say." The guard put the phone on speaker.

"Du’Er!"

Yan Haifeng’s voice came through the phone.

"Grandfather! I’m here! It’s me, Du’Er!"

Yan Duo’s entire body trembled, and tears began to stream down his face.

"Du’Er, are you crying?" Yan Haifeng heard the choked sobs on the other end.

"Yes, Grandfather, I am."

Yan Duo couldn’t wipe his tears away. "But don’t worry. I’m just crying because I miss you, Grandfather. They’re happy tears."

’Happy tears...’

Yan Haifeng knew something was wrong. "Du’Er, I know you. Since when would you cry just because you miss me? Tell me what happened. Say the word, and I’ll take care of it for you!"

"Grandfather, I’m really crying happy tears, don’t read too much into it. We’re coming home today, so I’ll see you soon! Besides, Divine Doctor Jiang is coming with me, so there’s hope for Grandmother’s recovery," Yan Duo said with a cheerful grin.

His words were a double entendre.

It was true. He was going back tonight, and Jiang Xinghai would be with him.

But the outcome would not be what his grandfather expected.

"In that case, I am very pleased! Excellent!"

After a brief hesitation, Yan Haifeng laughed. "I will prepare a banquet to welcome you home!"

"Alright, Grandfather. We’ll see you tonight," Yan Duo said, his voice full of feigned cheer.

The call ended. Yan Duo could only hope that once he saw his grandfather, the man could free him from the binding power that made him Yan Qingshan’s slave.

’As for anything else, he didn’t dare to think about it.’

「Meanwhile」 After ending the call, Yan Haifeng shot to his feet.

"Notify the Second Master. Tell him to return to the family at once. Say a VIP is arriving tonight. He is to remain hidden and wait for me to smash a cup as the signal!" Yan Haifeng said, looking at the old butler.

The old butler froze. "Patriarch, is it necessary to involve the Second Master in this?"

"If Du’Er were genuinely crying just because he missed me, I could understand it. But I have a feeling something is not right. It can’t be this simple. We must take precautions."

"Besides, I just tried calling my three brothers’ phones. To this day, they’re still off. And during that call, Du’Er didn’t say a single word about the three of them. Does that seem normal to you?" Yan Haifeng’s gaze was piercing.

"Just as you say, Patriarch. It is indeed not normal..."

The old butler nodded. "But Patriarch, the Third, Fourth, and Fifth Masters are all experts of the Creation Realm. Even here in the Provincial City, who could possibly subdue all three of them at once, and without a sound?"