Zombie Bodyguard

Chapter 2152: Chapter 2149: Irretrievable Family Bonds

"You’re muddled. You don’t even realize it yourself and yet dare to sell it as deep-sea cold iron. Even if we’re facing difficulties, we cannot deceive others. You must immediately find the Noble, apologize and admit your mistake, then return the elixir to him," the middle-aged man sternly said, leaving no room for rebuttal.

Fatty Huang lowered his head, muttering softly, "I won’t go. To save you, Dad, I’ll play the bad guy."

"You..." Maybe this was the first time his son was so stubborn, leaving the middle-aged man speechless with anger.

Listening to the father-son dialogue, several beauties looked at Lin Tian, while Lin Tian recalled scenes from his childhood. Back then, although Grandpa wasn’t wealthy, he taught him principles, and every time, the kind Grandpa turned serious.

Lin Tian stepped out, walked to the main door, and knocked. Fatty came out to open the door, froze upon seeing Lin Tian, and then felt somewhat guilty.

"I... I deceived you. That isn’t deep-sea cold iron at all. I’m sorry, here’s the elixir back," Fatty Huang honestly admitted his mistake and took out the elixir, but hesitated to give it to Lin Tian, full of reluctance.

Lin Tian didn’t accept it. Instead, he turned to the few girls: "Miss, Xuanxuan, Xiao Tian, you go ahead and play, I’ll go inside and take a look. You are ladies, it’s inconvenient for you to follow."

Ling Shuiyao wanted to protest, but Miss held her back and said, "Alright, we’ll wait for you at the trade fair."

Then, she dragged away the lively Little La Jiao, and soon, the beauties left the room. Fatty Huang watched in confusion.

Lin Tian said calmly, "Take me inside to see your father."

Fatty Huang came to his senses, quickly said, "Oh, alright, alright, Noble, please come in."

"Noble?" As Lin Tian walked in and heard this title, he couldn’t help but smile: "Why call me that?"

"It’s what my dad said," Fatty Huang replied very honestly.

"Little Fatty, who’s here?" The middle-aged man heard the sounds and asked curiously.

Fatty Huang led Lin Tian to the bedside and excitedly introduced, "Dad, this is our Noble, the elixir is his."

"You’re the owner of the elixir. I’m really sorry, my son deceived you. It’s my fault, I didn’t teach him well," the middle-aged man struggled to sit up and extended his greeting to apologize to Lin Tian.

Lin Tian couldn’t accept his apology, reached out, and pressed his shoulder, but as soon as he touched the man’s body, a chilling coldness instantly surged through him.

The middle-aged man also noticed Lin Tian’s change in expression and sighed slightly: "You must find it strange; I’m a living person, yet my Yin Sha Qi is heavier than that of a dead person."

Lin Tian nodded and asked, "How did you get hurt?"

"About half a year ago, I encountered several Japanese people. These people were very bizarre, not sure what Cultivation Technique they practiced, incredibly strong, and seemingly impervious to pain. I barely escaped but got infected by this yin energy. They might be practicing Demon Techniques," the middle-aged man recalled briefly.

Half a year ago, the strong Japanese, and impervious to pain—Lin Tian’s heart moved, thinking immediately of those half zombies. Could it be this middle-aged man visited Xikou City? Or are the half zombies’ activity scope larger than he imagined?

However, all this was beyond investigation now, and those half zombies were destroyed. Digging deeper wouldn’t make sense.

"Fatty, feed the elixir to your dad," Lin Tian decisively instructed.

Fatty Huang was elated, but the middle-aged man urgently responded, "How can this be, I’ve already wronged you, how could I take the elixir."

Lin Tian laughed calmly, saying, "Fatty didn’t deceive me. That Stone is indeed deep-sea cold iron, and it’s worth a Shaoyang Pill."

"Really?" The middle-aged man still sounded half-doubtful.

Lin Tian didn’t explain but signaled to Fatty Huang. Fatty Huang understood, quickly opened the jade bottle and fed the elixir to his father when he opened his mouth.

Don’t be fooled by Fatty Huang’s cute chubby hands, his actions were very nimble, accurately feeding the elixir into the middle-aged man’s mouth. Lin Tian simultaneously extended his sword finger to tap the man’s throat. Of course, not to harm him, but to make him swallow the Shaoyang Pill.

The two cooperated seamlessly. By the time the middle-aged man reacted, the Shaoyang Pill had already entered his stomach.

Lin Tian’s fingertip flashed a hint of purple light, tapping the man’s abdomen. The Shaoyang Pill instantly powdered in the stomach, and its medicinal power spread fiercely.

"Ah..." The middle-aged man let out a shout, his face showing a painful expression.

"Dad, what’s wrong?" Fatty Huang grew tense.

Before they could converse, Lin Tian pressed his palm against the middle-aged man’s back, making him straighten his back and widen his eyes. Threads of black qi emerged from the man’s head, intriguingly gathering above and lingering.

Fatty Huang watched with a tense expression, wanting to help but fearing he would only hinder.

Lin Tian pressed a single palm against the middle-aged man’s spine, slowly pushing upwards, causing more black qi to emerge, and the room’s temperature seemed to drop significantly, making Fatty Huang involuntarily shiver.

"Your hand is hot like fire. What Cultivation Technique do you practice? I have never seen it," the middle-aged man took a deep breath and managed to utter a sentence.

Lin Tian still didn’t answer. Suddenly raised both hands, rapidly slapping the black qi with a smack, clasping his palms over the man’s head. In a spot unseen by father and son, the purple flames flickered and swept away the black qi.

Withdrawing his hands and standing upright, Lin Tian said calmly, "Alright, your dad is fine now."

"Really?" Fatty Huang was ecstatic but found it a bit unbelievable; this Noble’s healing seemed too simple.

Lin Tian nodded affirmatively, "You can ask your father."

Indeed, it wasn’t overly complex. Compared to half a year ago, his strength had advanced significantly, especially the power of fire, making it naturally not too difficult to handle the same ailment, particularly with the aid of the Shaoyang Pill.

"I feel warm, and my body seems to have rid a thousand-pound burden, light and comfortable," the middle-aged man said while feeling his condition.

Fatty Huang, also an Ancient Martial Artist, understood upon hearing that such a feeling arises only after full recovery. Overjoyed, he was deeply grateful.

He clasped his fists towards Lin Tian and bent deeply at the waist, solemnly saying, "Thank you."

Lin Tian smiled and patted his shoulder, then gracefully turned to leave. Fatty Huang gestured for his dad to rest first, then chased out, catching up at the door.

"Benefactor, you just said the Stone is indeed deep-sea cold iron. Were you only comforting my father? It’s actually still just regular ore," Fatty Huang, despite his simple and lovable nature, saw clearly through everything.

Lin Tian glanced back at him and smiled, "Does it really matter?"

"I don’t know how I can repay the Benefactor," Fatty Huang expressed gratefully.

"Perform well in the competition, don’t let your father down," Lin Tian smiled slightly, turned, and left. In Fatty Huang’s eyes, Lin Tian seemed like an Immortal, coming and going with style.

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