Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1291: Chapter 1270: Enough Talk, Let’s Get to the Point

"Kid, shut up, this is our family business right now, you’re not qualified to speak." Xiao Zhenfeng interrupted Hua Qingyi, his pitch-black eyes like frozen ice, cold enough to chill the heart.

Xiao Lin glared back at those eyes without a hint of fear. He patted Hua Qingyi’s shoulder, giving him a reassuring look. "Wait for me outside."

After sending Hua Qingyi away, Xiao Lin lowered his shoulders, a roguish smile curling at the corner of his mouth. "The Five Great Clans will definitely suffer more casualties, this is the consequence of your collusion with the Murong Family. I’m not like you; I’ll protect my woman well."

"Are you challenging me? You have to know that without my name, you’re nothing. Do you think those people of yours would follow you without it?"

"Are you going to treat my friends like you did to Yi? You’ve done it once already. I could abandon Yi, but I advise you not to do the same with others, I’d honestly get angry." Xiao Lin’s faint smile made Xiao Zhenfeng hesitate. "I’ve always thought we were much alike, but I suddenly realize we’re not at all. I’m far more humane than you. Relationships aren’t just about use; you should learn that."

"Don’t shift the topic. What you want is none of my business, but you must compromise with the Murong Family. The matter of the Five Great Clans ends here. If you truly want to be with that woman, I can pave a way for you, but you must marry Murong Lengyue."

"Why must it be Murong Lengyue? Is it like when you married my mother? Married and locked away in the depths of the forest? It’s ridiculous, why must I follow your way to sit on that damned position?" Xiao Lin suddenly leaped up to Xiao Zhenfeng, slamming his hands on the table. "Can’t you show me some mercy? I just want one woman, why must even this be stripped away? I once held a bit of respect for you, but now there’s nothing left. You have a better heir than me; your seeds are scattered across the globe, one must be more suitable than me. Leave it to that person!"

Slap! The crisp sound echoed; Xiao Lin’s left cheek was firmly slapped. He touched the corner of his mouth with his tongue, though it hurt, it didn’t break.

"I’ve cultivated you for so many years, is this how you repay me? An outsider can set you against me like this?"

Xiao Lin blinked dark eyes seriously staring at Xiao Zhenfeng, this face that resembled his yet seemed so strange. "What on earth is the relation between Liu Yi and our Xiao Family? What happened more than a decade ago? Can you tell me about all this?"

"It’s irrelevant; you don’t need to think so much, and don’t forget your own identity." Xiao Zhenfeng snorted coldly as he sat back in the chair. "My main target this time is Quan Xianglin. I’ve drafted the plan, and Xiao Mu will explain it to you in detail later. Now, you should leave."

Clenching his fists tightly, Xiao Lin took a deep breath and turned to walk out. The more someone refuses to admit, the more it indirectly confirms their fault. The more Xiao Zhenfeng denies, the more apparent Liu Yi’s relationship with the Xiao Family becomes, and the more obscure Xiao Lin’s own identity grows. His hand pressed against his chest; he felt almost unable to breathe. The more he sought the truth, the more afraid he was of the result behind it. If it truly was so disgraceful, where would he go?

Lifting his head, Xiao Mu’s sly smile greeted him; he lost focus for a moment. This face inherited all the Xiao Family’s strengths, differing subtly from Hua Qingyi’s beauty, yet equally unforgettable!

"Do you have to make such a big fuss every time? Do you just want to attract attention?" Xiao Mu casually leaned against the wall, arms crossed, a wire dangling from his left hand, looped around a small earbud! Xiao Lin glanced at him, saying nothing as he walked toward the stairs. "Lin! Wait a moment!" Xiao Mu chased after him, blocking his way.

"What do you mean?"

Xiao Mu dropped his cunning demeanor, staring seriously at Xiao Lin! "Come with me!"

Xiao Lin didn’t move, staring at this face with excellent Xiao Family genes, suddenly realizing the vast differences between them. Seeing Xiao Lin standing there, Xiao Mu stopped and turned, tossing out a mocking statement. "Are you scared?"

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Xiao Mu walked past Hua Qingyi. Xiao Lin just waved at him and followed Xiao Mu out of the Xiao Family’s villa, heading east toward the nearest sea.

The night had grown deep, and tourists on vacation had returned to their lodging, leaving the seaside quiet once more. Silently, Xiao Mu handed a cigarette to Xiao Lin. The significant difference was his eyes weren’t entirely black; hints of his mother’s heritage in the pupils meant he could never be a candidate for the Xiao Family’s heir. Funny, isn’t it? Born into a life already predetermined.

"Xiao Ya is in the old man’s hands!"

Faced with the sea breeze, Xiao Mu exhaled smoke, listening to the faint sound of inhalation beside him. He felt an inexplicable excitement, though such a sound was light, dispersed by the wind. "In the eyes of those old men, someone like me is just an accessory to you. A destiny set from birth, not yours to rule. Even if you talk until you’re blue in the face with the old man, it won’t change the fact. Don’t fantasize about escaping the Xiao Family, or I’ll feel truly pitiful for myself."

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" As if foreseeing Xiao Lin’s compromise, a slight smile crept up Xiao Mu’s lips.

"What is it about someone like you, so weak you can’t give up anything, that they see in you?" Suddenly, Xiao Mu leapt in front of Xiao Lin, jealousy flickering beneath those gray-white eyes up close. "Heh, but it doesn’t matter. The more weaknesses you have, the more you’re trapped in hands of others. I’d love to watch you struggle to death in their palms."

"Enough with the nonsense, let’s get to the point now." Xiao Lin frowned; surely the old man wouldn’t let him off that easily. The earlier exchange was just prelude for now, he realized, and chuckled coldly at the thought.

"Three of the Five Great Clans are dead, and their deaths are abnormally peculiar and cruel. I doubt it’s something an average assassin would do." Xiao Mu stepped back, arms crossed. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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