Shocked, Appalled, Unbelievable

"Rest assured, Doctor. I've had someone verify this medicine; there won't be any problems taking it. And even if something does go wrong, I won't cause any trouble for your hospital," Wang Lin said calmly.

"This medicine... was it sent over by Xiao Er?" Shi Mingzhi frowned slightly.

"Yes, Dad."

Wang Lin nodded earnestly. "Don't worry. After taking this medicine, your body will definitely recover immediately."

Shi Mingzhi knew the filial piety of Wang Lin and his son; there was no reason they would harm him.

Besides, he could feel it himself—his days were truly numbered.

With this hospitalization, he probably wouldn't make it out alive anyway, so what was there to fear?

"Bring it here."

Saying so, he reached out and took the miraculous medicine from the wooden box.

"Old Mr. Shi..."

The doctor frowned deeply, opening his mouth to try and dissuade him again.

However, Shi Mingzhi ignored him and swallowed the miraculous medicine directly.

"Dad, how do you feel..."

After waiting for a few seconds, Wang Lin couldn't help but ask.

But before he could finish his sentence, his voice abruptly stopped, and he stood frozen as if struck dumb.

Clang.

And it wasn't just Wang Lin; the doctor beside him reacted similarly. Unable to hold his medical instruments steady, they dropped straight to the floor.

They watched with their own eyes as Shi Mingzhi underwent a highly visible transformation in just the few short seconds after consuming the miraculous medicine. He suddenly looked over a decade younger, and his head full of white hair turned back to black at a visible rate.

Shock, horror, disbelief!

Various expressions surfaced on their faces one by one.

Shi Mingzhi naturally felt the changes in his own body. Inwardly shocked, and seeing the expressions on the doctor's and Wang Lin's faces, he couldn't help but feel curious and picked up a small mirror resting on the nightstand.

Crack!

After just one glance, Shi Mingzhi was completely stunned. The mirror slipped from his hand, falling to the floor and shattering to pieces on the spot.

"To think there truly is such a miraculous medicine in this world!"

A long time later, Wang Lin was the first to recover from the shock. He was so excited that both his body and voice were trembling.

On one hand, he was naturally happy and thrilled that Shi Mingzhi had truly grown younger and his health had improved. On the other hand, it was because his own son was now following closely by the side of that Young Master Qin.

For someone to be able to produce such a miraculous medicine, it was unimaginable just how immense their power and influence truly was.

No wonder Elder Zeng had personally called to warn him earlier.

Now, Wang Lin understood everything.

...

"Hello, Dad..."

A few minutes later, over at the villa, Wang Er received a call from Wang Lin. "Has Grandpa really recovered? And he looks over a decade younger?"

Although he had anticipated this outcome from the very beginning, hearing Wang Lin say it himself still left Wang Er shocked to the extreme.

"This Young Master Qin is an existence that surpasses our understanding. While you are with him, remember you must serve him well. If you ever make Young Master Qin unhappy, I will personally fly over to Liu City and skin you alive." On the other end of the phone, Wang Lin instructed earnestly.

"I know, Dad. Just rest assured, I know what to do."

Wang Er hung up the phone and went downstairs. He found that everyone was not in the living room; instead, the sound of people talking came from the backyard. Curious, he walked over.

There he saw that on the basketball court, Xia Fei, Zhong Mingyuan, Zhou Ping'an, Qin Fei, and Cheng Weiyang were all gathered, along with Gu Siyu.

Qin Ning was currently instructing them on something.

In addition, on an open space not far from the basketball court, Wang Er also saw Wang Yousheng and a few others undergoing some sort of weight-bearing training. Even though their backs were drenched in sweat, they showed absolutely no intention of stopping to rest.

"Young Master Qin, what are you all doing?"

Unable to hold back his curiosity, Wang Er approached and braced himself to ask.

"It just so happens that I'm teaching them about cultivation today. If you're interested, you can sit down and listen too." Qin Ning pointed to an empty seat next to Xia Fei.

"Okay, Young Master Qin."

Hearing this, Wang Er was overjoyed. No matter what it was, he had to tag along; he couldn't let himself be isolated.

However, what was this cultivation that Young Master Qin mentioned?

It couldn't possibly be the kind he was thinking of, right?

If it really was, that would be far too outrageous.

He could still find excuses and reasons to barely explain away the miraculous medicine, but something like cultivation clearly exceeded the boundaries of human science and technology. How could it possibly exist?

Though filled with doubts, Wang Er didn't ask. Since he was already sitting here anyway, wouldn't he find out soon enough?

"Young Master Qin, has our current physical fitness really reached the standard required for cultivation?" Zhong Mingyuan asked with some excitement.

Qin Ning nodded. "You guys have drunk a lot of my tea these past few days. Your physical fitness is much better than before, and I believe you can all feel it yourselves."

"Brother, after we cultivate, what is the strongest level we can reach?" Qin Fei was also full of excitement.

"Everyone's talent is different, and so is their upper limit. However, in an environment like Earth, the peak of Body Refining will be your absolute limit. To put it simply, you won't be able to reach the stage of projecting spiritual energy outward. You should have heard this when I mentioned it to Wang Yousheng and the others earlier."

Xia Fei felt a bit regretful. "That's quite a pity, then..."

Zhou Ping'an said, "What's there to pity? Do you really want to ascend to the heavens or something? Being able to cultivate to the point of being invulnerable to swords and spears is enough to make you laugh in your sleep."

"Is it 'invulnerable' in the way I'm understanding it?" Wang Er, who was off to the side, couldn't hold back anymore. He just felt like these people were speaking more and more outrageously.

Hearing this, Xia Fei and Zhong Mingyuan exchanged a glance and chuckled.

Then, the two of them stood up, walked a short distance away, and picked up two handguns from the ground.

These were items that Wang Yousheng and the others carried with them, usually placed here during training.

"Kid, watch closely. We'll broaden your horizons today, so you won't always make a fuss over nothing in the future. It'd be embarrassing for us to take you out otherwise."

With that said, Xia Fei unhesitatingly raised his gun and aimed it at Zhong Mingyuan, who was standing not far away.

"Holy crap!"

His action instantly scared Wang Er out of his wits.

When he arrived at the villa yesterday, he had heard that Wang Yousheng and the others were all from a military background, so the pieces they carried naturally couldn't be fakes.

Now Xia Fei was actually pointing a gun at Zhong Mingyuan. Had this guy gone mad?

This thing could genuinely cost someone their life.

Having grown up in a safe environment since childhood, how could Wang Er have ever experienced something like this?

Yet, Zhong Mingyuan didn't speak. He simply raised his gun and aimed it at Xia Fei as well.

"Are you guys crazy?!" Wang Er screamed.

"Bang!"

However, just as his voice fell, the sound of two gunshots rang in his ears, nearly scaring Wang Er into a dead faint.

He subconsciously closed his eyes, as if unwilling to see the bloody scene that would unfold next.

However, after waiting for a moment, there was no further movement.

Driven by curiosity, he slowly opened his eyes and looked over. He saw black objects hovering right in front of both Xia Fei and Zhong Mingyuan. He focused his gaze to look closer, only to realize that they were two bullets!

How was this possible?

At that moment, the two bullets seemed to be frozen in thin air, completely unable to harm Xia Fei and Zhong Mingyuan in the slightest.

This very scene completely and utterly shattered Wang Er's entire worldview.

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