Divine War Pill Emperor

Jiang Chen met with the manor’s owner, Mr. Lin, once more.

Mr. Lin was very polite. "Young Master Jiang, what do you think? Are you satisfied?"

"If there’s anything you’re not satisfied with, please say so. Everything is negotiable."

In truth, Jiang Chen had no complaints.

He sighed with a hint of regret.

"Actually, I’m quite satisfied with everything. It’s just that we didn’t get to see the West Wing Courtyard."

Mr. Lin immediately smiled.

"You may not be aware, Young Master Jiang, but it is indeed inconvenient for you to enter the West Wing Courtyard at the moment."

"How about this? If you’re concerned, you’re welcome to come back and inspect it again tomorrow."

"In any case, the final decision to close the deal is in your hands. We won’t proceed until you’re completely satisfied. How does that sound?"

He put on a troubled expression, as if there was truly something there he couldn’t let others see.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen couldn’t force the issue. If the other party had a secret they didn’t want him to see, then he wouldn’t look.

He chuckled softly.

"There’s no need for that trouble. We’ll close the deal at the Treasure Elephant Pavilion tomorrow."

Overall, he was very pleased with the manor.

The owner kept it remarkably neat and clean, which was enough for him.

"Very well, it’s settled then."

"In that case, please, have a cup of tea before you go," Mr. Lin said politely.

Jiang Chen waved his hand. "No, thank you. We need to go back and prepare."

"See you tomorrow."

With that, he bid the other party farewell and left the manor.

Mr. Lin’s men escorted Jiang Chen and his group out of the manor.

As he watched Jiang Chen’s group depart, Mr. Lin spread his fingers.

Several guards ran over.

They said helplessly, "Manor Master, we just heard cries for help coming from the West Wing Courtyard."

"It seems they heard it. Luckily, we managed to stop them in time."

Mr. Lin’s expression instantly darkened.

He said coldly, "Dammit! How did you let them make a sound?"

"Fortunately, these people don’t seem like the type to meddle in others’ business."

If Jiang Chen and his group had been meddlesome, it would have been quite troublesome. Thankfully, they hadn’t caused him any problems.

"Have men watch the manor grounds. Don’t let anyone in."

"I’m going to go take another look."

As he spoke, Mr. Lin turned and walked toward the West Wing Courtyard.

He soon entered the West Wing Courtyard.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered, he heard waves of cries for help.

It made his face turn ashen.

He strode purposefully into one of the rooms.

The room was completely empty, save for a few thick pillars.

Tied to two of the pillars were two people.

An old man and a young boy.

Both were covered in injuries, and the boy was already unconscious.

The cries for help had come from the old man.

Mr. Lin walked over to the disheveled and utterly wretched old man.

His eyes glinted with killing intent.

He barked, "Shut up."

He had knocked both the old man and the boy unconscious, but the old man had suddenly woken up, which infuriated him.

Upon seeing Mr. Lin enter, the old man had already stopped crying for help.

His eyes, however, were filled with rage. He roared with bloodshot eyes, "Lin Ying, you bastard!"

"I finally understand. It was you! You sent people to kill the Lin Family Patriarch and destroy the Lin Family."

"And to think you’re the Patriarch’s brother! We came all the way from Guyue City to seek refuge with you, but I never imagined you were such a venomous, black-hearted person."

"The Patriarch treated you so well, yet you repay his kindness with cruelty."

If Jiang Chen and his group had seen this old man, they would have certainly recognized him.

He was none other than the old servant of the Lin Family who had fled Guyue City, Lev.

And the other person tied to a pillar was, naturally, the sole heir of the Lin Family, Lin Yuan.

He, however, was currently unconscious.

"Hah, cut the crap," Lin Ying sneered.

"In the Lin Family, I suffered endless scorn. You expect me to be grateful to him?"

"How ridiculous."

Lin Ying let out a contemptuous laugh.

He showed not a shred of remorse for murdering the Lin Family Patriarch.

Lev gave a bitter laugh. "Lin Ying, if the Patriarch hadn’t adopted you, you’d just be a beggar on the streets."

"The Patriarch kindly took you in, and you turned out to be an ungrateful wolf he could never tame. He never should have adopted you in the first place."

As the old steward of the Lin Family, Lev knew that although Lin Ying shared the Lin surname, he was not actually part of the Lin Family by blood.

It was a name given to him after the Lin Family Patriarch adopted him.

He adopted Lin Ying and taught him Cultivation.

He even entrusted many of the Lin Family’s businesses to Lin Ying’s management.

But the Lin Family Patriarch never realized that not only was Lin Ying exceptionally intelligent, his Cultivation speed was also much faster than the Patriarch’s own.

Now, his Cultivation had already reached the level of a Martial King.

Of course, the most crucial point was that this Lin Ying ultimately murdered the Lin Family Patriarch, shattering the family and leaving Lin Yuan as the sole descendant.

Lev glanced at the unconscious Lin Yuan with a pained heart, feeling even more helpless.

The root of all this was a powerful secret manual passed down by the Lin Family’s ancestors.

Unfortunately, no one had ever been able to successfully cultivate it.

Lin Ying learned of the Lin Family Secret Manual’s existence. To get his hands on it, he massacred the entire family.

In the end, Lev had no choice but to flee to Gambling City with the Lin Family’s sole heir, Lin Yuan, to seek refuge with Lin Ying.

Instead, they were captured by Lin Ying, who brutally tortured them to force out the secret manual’s location.

His Cultivation was only at Martial Master Seventh Heaven; he was no match for Lin Ying at all.

It was like a lamb walking into a tiger’s den.

Lev deeply regretted bringing Lin Yuan to Gambling City.

Unfortunately, he was now tied up here, his Cultivation sealed.

SLAP!

Lin Ying slapped Lev directly across the face.

"Old fool, who the hell do you think you are, spouting nonsense in front of me?"

Lev was beaten so hard he couldn’t stop spitting up blood.

Still, he continued to curse, "You’re an ungrateful wolf! If only we’d known!"

But regret was useless now.

Lin Ying had already lost his humanity.

He sneered and said, "Lev, if you want to live, tell me: where is the Lin Family Secret Manual hidden?"

"Otherwise, I’ll kill Lin Yuan right in front of you today."

"Heh, and he’s my nephew, you know."

As he spoke, Lin Ying walked over to Lin Yuan.

He placed a palm on Lin Yuan’s body.

A burst of Cultivation Power surged into Lin Yuan’s body.

Soon, the unconscious Lin Yuan regained consciousness.

As he woke, Lin Yuan’s eyes were filled with confusion.

When he saw his second uncle, Lin Ying, he instantly trembled in fear.

He begged in terror, "Second Uncle, I’m your nephew! Please, I’m begging you, let me and Grandpa Lev go."

"Please!"

"You killed everyone in our Lin Family... Just let us go, and Grandpa Lev and I will go far, far away. I won’t ever seek revenge."

He was quite clever, trying to appeal to Lin Ying’s emotions.

He was especially heartbroken seeing how miserably Lin Ying had tortured Lev.

Lin Ying smiled.

"Good nephew, your uncle knows you’re a good boy."

"How about this: I know your father must have told you where the Lin Family Secret Manual is hidden before he died. Just tell your second uncle, and I promise I’ll let you go."

"I’ll even buy you a manor so you can live a good life."

He coaxed and cajoled, planning to pry the location of the Lin Family Secret Manual from Lin Yuan’s lips.

Lev roared, "Lin Ying, you animal!"

"If you dare harm the Young Master, I’ll haunt you even as a ghost and never forgive you!"

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