Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1277: Chapter 1256: Wolves, Tigers, and Night (Part 2)

Murong Lengyue supported an elder, an elder with some years behind him. This person was none other than the elder of the Murong Clan, and also Murong Lengyue’s grandfather, Murong Xiyun.

The atmosphere fell into an awkward situation. Although it wasn’t as if Xiao Lin was seen being beaten firsthand, the inability to retract the stance in time put those entering the room in a dilemma. Luckily, Xiao Zhenfeng didn’t say much nonsense or engage in any verbal conflict, leaving the awkwardness to one person while he himself left the chair and reached out his hand to Murong Kun.

"Long time no see!"

Murong Kun politely shook Xiao Zhenfeng’s hand, his eyes already glancing at Xiao Lin, who was still sitting. Compared to Xiao Zhenfeng, this young man exuded much more wildness, no wonder his conceited daughter had to go through so much trouble.

"We’re late!"

Murong Lengyue was arranged to sit beside Xiao Lin, and the others naturally took their seats next to Murong Xiyun according to their rank. Flame Swallow was accompanying Xiao Zhenfeng the whole time. Xiao Lin amusingly licked his lip where the pain throbbed; Xiao Zhenfeng’s slap could split energy into two, aimed at the middle between the corner of the mouth and the jaw, where the nerves were quite sensitive. Every time he got angry, he would hit here. Didn’t he know that pain might not ensure memory, most would remember resentment instead?

For some reason, in such an atmosphere, Xiao Lin suddenly recalled something Liu Yi had said, staring thoughtfully at Xiao Zhenfeng, who was speaking. There was a moment of hesitation and suspicion. Perhaps he should find Liu Yi again to clarify. However, who is the real Liu Yi? He seemed tired of the constant deception he mistakenly believed to be under. Is this bastard only capable of hiding behind others?

Murong Lengyue looked at the moody Xiao Lin. She didn’t know what was wrong with him, perhaps there had been some conflict between him and Xiao Zhenfeng. In fact, they hadn’t even broached the main topic yet, only maintaining some surface restraint. At the dining table, especially during meals, Murong Xiyun disliked discussing anything. Eating was for eating, not a time to get angry or rack one’s brains for socializing.

Feeling the person next to him nudging him, Xiao Lin blankly focused on Murong Lengyue. "Grandfather is watching you, can’t you even perform a play?" Murong Lengyue whispered very quietly into Xiao Lin’s ear. "It’s already a done deal, performing for the elder wouldn’t be excessive."

Xiao Lin responded with a hum, but his body language showed clear disgust. He shifted left to maintain some distance from Murong Lengyue. This hopeful action did not escape the attention of the few people opposite, resulting in Murong Jue letting out a cold snort, deliberately loud enough for everyone present to hear.

Xiao Lin raised an eyebrow, his unused chopsticks and cutlery were clean as new. To Murong Jue, Xiao Lin responded with a smile, just as he was about to speak, Xiao Zhenfeng’s laughter interrupted him.

"Regarding some impulsive actions my son took recently, I apologize here. I hope the old master won’t blame my son. We’ve all been young, have there not been small quarrels among any young couples? This is called romance. We adults can only come out to mediate, as long as the outcome is good, that’s what matters."

Xiao Lin couldn’t quite understand what Xiao Zhenfeng meant. He didn’t listen to what was being said initially, so now he appeared overly sluggish. This undoubtedly vexed the Murong Family even more, as the main character hadn’t shown any trace of remorse. Is this considered an apology?

Murong Jue slammed his chopsticks down with a bang, which was taboo for Murong Xiyun, who valued dining etiquette highly. However, this time there was no displeasure on his calm face, as if the ears were closed, eyes blinded, unable to hear or see.

"Mr. Xiao, aren’t these words somewhat excessive? Is it still a small quarrel issue now? Is this how the Xiao Family’s heir is educated? Does he frequently resort to kidnapping to achieve goals? Then our Lengyue is really pitiful, having done nothing wrong yet treated like this. If she truly marries into your family in the future, wouldn’t she suffer even more? To my knowledge, the Xiao Family has had some disgraceful reputations throughout history, with the Sect Leader having concubines in clusters and children everywhere. Such an heir is truly audacious!"

Flame Swallow, behind Xiao Zhenfeng, kept shaking his head at Xiao Lin. Such humiliation was expected; turning hostility into friendship without a fight, and enduring a few scolding words was logical. After all, now the Xiao Family needs support from the Murong Family.

Xiao Lin received the message from Flame Swallow’s eyes, and he hooked the corner of his mouth, grabbing Murong Lengyue’s shoulder to pull her into his arms, suddenly pinching her chin and kissing her.

The exclamation hadn’t even left her lips before she felt Xiao Lin’s tongue invade, stirring inside her mouth, his unique masculine scent enveloped her, and her brain felt blank as if deprived of oxygen.

"Is this what you want?" Letting go of the still-shocked Murong Lengyue, Xiao Lin asked wickedly, his provocative gaze turning to Xiao Zhenfeng. "I suppose I should call you Second Uncle! Just as you said, the Xiao Family’s reputation is long-standing, requiring the heir of each generation to be an authentic stallion, from which the best seed is chosen to endure inhuman trials before being shortlisted for the next successor selection. To be a woman of the Xiao Family requires this awareness, is our Lengyue prepared for this? To let the clan leader of a top family become a woman neglected by men, is it your cruelty or your generosity?"

Xiao Lin’s words elicited gasps from others, Xiao Zhenfeng glared with his tiger eyes, for a moment wanting to kill this unfilial son on the spot, but on second thought, the kid was indeed glib-tongued. In a struggle of minds, he swapped his expression for a relaxed one, leaning back against the chair, perhaps tonight wasn’t going to be so one-sided.

Relinquishing control poses risks, after all, Xiao Lin is Xiao Lin, that’s Xiao Zhenfeng’s thought, no matter what, he was someone he watched grow up, with a temperament placed there that after all is still aware of the successor’s duty.

Murong Jue was instantly outraged, having never expected this kid to be so bold as to speak so insolently here. Just as he was about to get angry, Murong Kun clapped and cheered, Xiao Lin glanced at him, finding some resemblance in the brows with Murong Lengyue, compared to Murong Jue, perhaps this one wasn’t so easy to deal with.

"Zhenfeng is right, young people’s matters should naturally be handled by young people. If handled well, there will naturally be good results, everyone is happy. If handled poorly, it results in separation with no grudges to hold; wouldn’t you agree?" Murong Kun raised his glass facing Xiao Zhenfeng, elegantly taking a sip of wine.

"Uncle, if you’re still resentful over that last incident and believe the Xiao Family did not do enough, then what would you wish Xiao Lin to do to quell your anger, to bring honor to the Murong Family? If you want me to die to apologize, Xiao Lin will do it, it was my personal action unrelated to my father. I think even our family’s Lengyue is aware of this."

"Oh... hah!" Murong Kun deliberately dragged out the last sound. "The offense is not deserving of death! Though it’s your personal action, acting as the next successor should consider the consequences too, you must know that nowadays reports are more ferocious than guns. Losing is not just our Murong family’s face, but also your Xiao family’s. Young people should be impulsive, but is it worth paying severe consequences for such impulses?"

Present perhaps the person with the most authority to speak was Murong Kun, as after all, he was Murong Lengyue’s father, reprimanding the prospective son-in-law as a future father-in-law was something nobody could object to, so what should have been a rare delicacy instantly became coarse rice that was hard to swallow. "Father!" Murong Lengyue lightly called out, she looked troubled towards Murong Xiyun on one side, clearly, he was as decent as a decoration just like Flame Swallow behind Xiao Zhenfeng.

"If I marry Lengyue, is this matter considered resolved?" Xiao Lin raised his eyebrow. "If those present don’t mind Murong Lengyue becoming a living widow, then let’s do it! Uncle, the civil affairs bureau in Palermo should be able to handle this, inform me of the time and place later."

Bam! The sound of the table violently struck echoed in everyone’s ears, the one who acted up wasn’t Murong Kun, but Xiao Zhenfeng who had been sitting on the side all along. "Apologize! Are you not going to apologize for your attitude!"

Xiao Lin stood up, with a corner of his mouth curled. "Apologize? Ah! Sure, but who should apologize first?" His dark eyes suddenly swept towards Murong Lengyue, as if trying to see into her heart. "All of you are my elders seated here, there should be basic respect, right? Esteemed individuals, do you need to use such methods to directly attack an innocent person? What fault does she have? She’s merely the woman I fancy, haha, I don’t understand if I’m too formidable as Xiao Lin, or am I, in your eyes, less important than an innocent woman, unworthy of your action, who should apologize?"

"Enough, Xiao Lin!" Murong Lengyue abruptly stood up. "This is not the place to discuss this matter!" She was still trying to persuade Xiao Lin, but from the beginning, he had no intention of yielding, how could he listen.

"Haha! And now, when it’s certain, two of the five major financial groups died, and you are not exploring the next steps, but wasting time here over such trifles, do you have to watch two more die before realizing the seriousness of the matter, is it that the two are insufficient to affect the world economic lifeline, insufficient to move your thighs?"

"Kid! You are bold, though your methods are unrefined, they are ruthless enough!" The always composed Murong Xiyun finally spoke during the deadlock. "Lengyue marrying into your Xiao Family is also her luck."

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