My Most Beautiful Fiancée

Watching Mu Tianran stand there so arrogantly, Chen Dingshan couldn’t help but think, ’Is this guy a fucking idiot?’

But there was nothing to be done. He was too strong, so strong that he hadn’t given anyone a chance to fight back.

Mu Tianran scanned the crowd with contempt, let out a cold snort, and then turned to leave.

Or at least, he appeared to leave. In reality, he found a place to hide and continued watching.

Chen Dingshan watched Mu Tianran’s departing figure and let out a long sigh of relief.

But a wave of grief immediately washed over him. His own star disciple, Yuan Kun, had been protecting him and was not only grievously wounded by Mu Tianran, but had his meridians severed.

He would be a cripple for life. The thought was utterly devastating.

Chen Dingshan had already contacted Shi Huiguang, but it was doubtful that even he could fix this.

It was a useless hope, nothing more than a way to console himself.

’No matter how incredible Shi Huiguang is, can he really pull something like this off? It’s highly unlikely.’

He was overcome with grief.

Mu Lin and Shi Huiguang arrived at the entrance to the Chen Martial Arts Hall. The place was in ruins—a terrible sight to behold.

Mu Lin was a little speechless. ’People still do this ”kicking down the door” routine these days?’

’Without someone powerful pulling the strings, who would be bored enough to go around challenging martial arts halls?’

When Chen Dingshan saw Shi Huiguang walk in, he was overjoyed and rushed toward him.

But after two steps, he saw Mu Lin and staggered back in fright.

Having just had his hall wrecked by Mu Tianran, the sight of another man named Mu—Mu Lin—instantly reminded Chen Dingshan of a previous tragic encounter.

He trembled all over.

This was just...

Chen Dingshan cried out, ”Grandmaster Mu!”

Mu Lin smiled. ”Long time no see, Master Chen.”

Chen Dingshan tried to get up to bow to Mu Lin, but his limbs failed him and he stumbled, pitching forward.

It looked less like a bow and more like he was kowtowing.

It was an awkward moment. Mu Lin looked Chen Dingshan up and down. ”Master Chen, are you all right?”

Chen Dingshan scrambled to his feet. ”I-I’m fine! Forget about me, Divine Doctor Shi, please take a look at my disciple! His condition is critical!”

Shi Huiguang was startled. ’How could I dare claim the title of Divine Doctor in front of Mr. Mu?’ he thought, hurriedly waving his hands.

”I don’t deserve such a title, I really don’t! Is this the young man you mentioned on the phone? The disciple whose life is in danger?”

”Yes, that’s him!” Chen Dingshan nodded. ”The scoundrel who challenged our hall actually severed his meridians, making it impossible for him to ever practice martial arts again.”

Shi Huiguang had no intention of making a move himself. Instead, he looked to Mu Lin. ”Mr. Mu, what are your thoughts?”

Chen Dingshan trembled in shock. ”Mr. Mu knows medicine as well?” ’This is the first I’m hearing of it,’ he thought.

Mu Lin said, ”It’s not that I won’t treat him, but there’s a more pressing matter at hand. A friend’s younger brother studies at your hall, and he was injured as well. I need to find him first.”

Chen Dingshan asked, ”What’s his name? I’ll point him out to you!”

”Yuan Zhen.”

Chen Dingshan slapped his thigh and pointed to the unconscious Yuan Zhen on the floor. ”That’s him! I had no idea there was a connection! This means my dear disciple can be saved!”

Chen Dingshan was overwhelmed with emotion.

Mu Lin immediately said, ”Elder Shi, write this down.”

Elder Shi immediately took out a small notebook, listening with rapt attention.

Mu Lin rattled off a long list. Elder Shi wrote it down quickly, then turned and left.

”Master Chen, go find a large bathing tub, big enough to submerge a whole person. Fill it halfway with water to start.”

Chen Dingshan hurried off to do as he was told.

Mu Lin took the opportunity to examine the other injured students. Their injuries were quite severe, and it took him considerable effort to mend them.

But compared to Yuan Zhen, their injuries were insignificant—practically child’s play.

Yuan Zhen’s injuries were different. The challenger had used a special technique on him, one clearly intended to be lethal.

While Mu Lin was in the middle of his treatments, Yuan Kun arrived. He grew anxious the moment he saw Mu Lin.

”Mu Lin, how is my brother?”

Every word was laced with concern.

Mu Lin patted Yuan Kun’s arm. ”Relax. His injuries are indeed severe, and the attacker was definitely trying to kill him. But I can fix it. There’s no need to panic.”

Yuan Kun let out a long sigh of relief. If Mu Lin said that, it meant the situation wasn’t as dire as he’d feared.

”Come give me a hand,” Mu Lin said. ”It’s hard to treat them when they’re scattered all over the place. Let’s move them closer together.”

With Yuan Kun’s help, Mu Lin was able to focus solely on the treatments. His efficiency soared, and before long, all the students’ injuries had been dealt with.

Shi Huiguang returned carrying a large bag, and Mu Lin immediately began preparing a medicinal solution.

He brewed several large vats of the concoction, poured them into the bathing tub, and then placed Yuan Zhen inside.

Finally, he fed Yuan Zhen a fingernail-sized piece of Dragon’s Saliva Fragrance.

Yuan Zhen’s body shuddered, and the pained expression on his face began to soften.

Yuan Kun asked nervously, ”Mu Lin, how’s my brother doing?”

Mu Lin replied, ”He’ll be fine. Now we just wait.”

Only then did Yuan Kun’s heart settle. He stood anxiously to the side, keeping a close watch on his brother.

As the water in the tub gradually cooled, Yuan Zhen slowly began to stir.

”Brother!” Yuan Kun cried out.

Yuan Zhen was still dazed when he saw his older brother. ”Bro...”

Mu Lin gave Yuan Zhen a quick examination. ”The young man has a strong constitution. Though he was beaten severely, he can be fully healed.”

”There’s still some potency left in the medicinal bath. You should soak for a while longer.”

Hearing that Yuan Zhen was all right, Yuan Kun was so thrilled he nearly swept Mu Lin into a fervent hug.

”Mu Lin, thank you. Thank you so much!”

Mu Lin smiled faintly. ”It was nothing. We’re friends, aren’t we?”

By now, all the injured at the Chen Martial Arts Hall had received thorough treatment. Shi Huiguang had taken care of the less complicated cases while he was at it.

He was a top-tier doctor, after all; he certainly had the skill.

Chen Dingshan went around checking on his students, and only relaxed after they all told him they were fine.

”Grandmaster Mu, it’s a miracle you came! Otherwise, I’m afraid Zhen’Er’s future in the Martial Dao would have been destroyed.”

Mu Lin said, ”He’s only recovered slightly for now. Please don’t get your hopes up too high, Master Chen. Even though we saved him, the upper limit of his potential has now been fixed. He will never make any significant breakthroughs.”

Chen Dingshan’s face twitched, and then he sighed. ”Ah, so that’s how it is. I understand. But Zhen’Er risked his life to save me. I will never abandon him. As long as I, Chen Dingshan, have food to eat, I will make sure my dear disciple never goes hungry.”

Mu Lin asked, ”Who was the one who did this? His methods are incredibly vicious.”

Chen Dingshan replied, ”His name is Mu Tianran. He’s a disciple of the Celestial Dragon Temple. His power is simply on another level... We were no match for him.”

When Mu Lin heard the three words ”Celestial Dragon Temple,” he immediately grew alert.

He had killed Master Mingjing last time, but Celestial Dragon Temple had shown no reaction at all. It made Mu Lin wonder, ’What would it actually take to make them angry?’

Upon hearing the name Celestial Dragon Temple, Yuan Kun urgently asked Yuan Zhen, ”Zhen, what happened? Do you have some kind of feud with that Mu Tianran?”

Yuan Zhen waved his hands dismissively. ”What are you talking about, bro? How could I have a feud with someone that powerful? Am I even in his league?”

”I have absolutely nothing to do with him, and I would never provoke him. I have no idea how things ended up in this mess.”

”My life is a straight line between the hall and home. Who would I even pick a fight with?!”

Now Yuan Kun was also confused. His brother was hardworking and responsible, not the impulsive type. How could he have possibly made such a powerful enemy?

Mu Lin’s spiritual sense had been casually sweeping the area, and he suddenly detected someone hiding nearby, acting furtively.

”Yuan Zhen, get dressed. I want you to go outside, walk down the road a bit, and then come right back.”

Yuan Zhen was bewildered. ’What’s this about?’ he wondered. Still, Mu Lin was the man who had saved his life, so any request he made was reasonable.

He immediately climbed out of the tub, dried himself off, and got dressed.

He went out and came back in.

A moment later, a loud THUD came from outside. A handsome, imposing young man stood in the doorway, bellowing furiously:

”Whoever healed Yuan Zhen, get your ass out here!”

When Chen Dingshan saw Mu Tianran standing in the doorway, rage shot to his head. ”Grandmaster Mu, that’s him! He’s the one who trashed the hall! He just started attacking everyone without reason or warning! The man is despicable!”

He pointed at Mu Tianran and roared, ”You arrogant brat, you actually dare to show your face here again!”