The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

Chapter 686: Chapter 682: Killing You is Like Killing an Ant

Cheen Chaoya, the supreme overlord of both the underworld and legitimate worlds, was the absolute ruler of Xiangjiang Province!

He had another name that resonated even more profoundly—Cheen Yanwang!

As he stepped out of the car, the luxury vehicles around him were already flanked by uniformly dressed men in black, each standing as fiercely as a wolf, straight and domineering.

But, as Cheen Chaoya cast a sweeping tiger-like glance around, they all immediately bowed their heads in reverence.

The elderly man who had just opened the car door for him was also bending over and respectfully following his every step.

After walking a few steps, Cheen Chaoya halted, his expression dark as he gazed in the direction of the manor.

At the same time, he spotted the manor manager, Shi Feng, running out from inside, and his eyes narrowed involuntarily.

Originally,

Cheen Chaoya wasn’t supposed to be in Cold Water River City.

But today, he had important business in the area, planning to dine with several key figures, when he unexpectedly received news that Maoo Qijun had his legs broken.

Breaking legs, for Cheen Chaoya, was a trivial matter.

As for Maoo Qijun’s life or death, he hardly cared.

But Maoo Qijun was his brother-in-law. Having his legs broken was equivalent to not giving Cheen Chaoya face.

For Cheen Yanwang, breaking legs was a small issue, but face was a big deal!

Since the dining venue wasn’t far from the Huilong Mountain Vineyard, he hurriedly led his men over.

“Cheen… Mr. Cheen!”

The manor manager, Shi Feng, trotted over with a stagger, his face a mix of shock and fear, his voice trembling.

At this moment, Shi Feng was filled with extreme fear; his legs shook uncontrollably, and his forehead was beaded with cold sweat like rain.

The man before him was the overlord of Xiangjiang Province, a being whose every word and deed could control the life and death of others!

Anyone who knew who this man was would be terrified!

“Lead the way!”

Cheen Chaoya’s voice was profoundly resonant as it echoed in Shi Feng’s ears.

“Yes… Yes! Mr. Cheen, please this way!”

Inside, Shi Feng was fretful and extremly frightened; he jolted alert and hurriedly led the way ahead.

Cheen Chaoya, along with the elder and a group of subordinates, followed Shi Feng’s steps into the manor.

But they had only walked a short distance when Lv Wenbing and Zhou Zhiyao came to meet them.

“Mr. Cheen!”

Mr. and Mrs. Lv Wenbing spoke with forced respectfulness.

“And you are?”

Cheen Chaoya stopped in his tracks, looking at the couple curiously, his brow slightly furrowed.

“Youlong Association, Lv Wenbing!”

“Youlong Association, Zhou Zhiyao!”

Lv Wenbing and Zhou Zhiyao hurriedly introduced themselves, stating their names.

“Youlong Association? I remember now, the notorious male and female tyrants of Cold Water River!”

Cheen Chaoya was slightly stunned, then remembered, and asked, “What’s the matter?”

Lv Wenbing paused for a moment before clenching his teeth and saying, “Regarding Mr. Maoo’s broken legs…”

“Does it concern you?”

Cheen Chaoya’s face turned icy as he barked.

“No, no, no… Mr. Cheen, it has nothing to do with us! It’s just…”

Zhou Zhiyao quickly gestured with her hands, her voice urgent.

“I understand, let’s talk inside!”

Cheen Chaoya said in an icy voice, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Soon, Cheen Chaoya and his entourage followed Shi Feng into the Emperor’s private room.

Outside the room, Maoo Qijun’s men lay scattered, haphazardly, including Maoo Qijun himself, with a broken leg and a pitiful look.

Cheen Chaoya’s gaze swept around inside the room, lingering for a moment on Jia Yanjun before noticing the figure sitting leisurely on the sofa. Since the sofa was back to the door, Cheen Chaoya couldn’t see his face and stepped in.

“Brother-in-law… brother-in-law… You’ve finally come. You must avenge me, tear this country bumpkin to pieces!”

Upon seeing Cheen Chaoya appear, Maoo Qijun struggled to rise, but the intense pain immobilized him, and he could only point viciously at Lin Tian and howl to Cheen Chaoya.

Cheen Chaoya walked over and glanced at Maoo Qijun’s broken leg, then ignored him, turning his attention to the sofa.

There, a teenager around eighteen or nineteen years old sat leisurely on the sofa, head tilted back against the sofa’s headrest, eyes slightly closed, his demeanor composed.

After observing for a while, Cheen Chaoya finally asked, “Did you do this?”

“Are you here? Have a seat.”

Lin Tian slowly opened his eyes and gestured to the sofa opposite him as he spoke calmly.

But at the same time, he took a closer look at Cheen Chaoya, and Lin Tian didn’t expect this man to be a Qi Refining First Level Cultivator.

Moreover, the man had a dense, terrifying air of malevolence about him.

This was the invisible malevolence that one exudes from being soaked in blood with human lives at hand.

What surprised Lin Tian more was that such malevolence was not ordinary; first, it signified the killings of many to achieve such terror, and second, Cheen Chaoya had killed quite a few Cultivators!

“This man must have climbed out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood! Though he’s just at the Qi Refining First Level, even an ordinary Martial Arts Grandmaster might find it difficult to defeat him!”

After sizing up Cheen Chaoya for a while, Lin Tian pondered in secret.

Opposite.

After Cheen Chaoya had asked, he expected Lin Tian would be frightened to his knees, begging for mercy upon seeing him.

However, the outcome defied his expectations!

The young man before him had steady eyes and a composed expression, exuding an extraordinary demeanor even under his terrifying suppression, without any hint of panic or flaws.

Faced with such composure, Cheen Chaoya, who had weathered many storms, couldn’t help but narrow his eyes and grimaced with a nod before sitting down across from him.

As a formidable underworld boss, Cheen Chaoya wasn’t a brainless man. He could tell that the person before him had some backing; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so composed, so he wasn’t in a hurry to explode in anger, at least not until he understood who he was dealing with.

Lv Wenbing and his wife Zhou Zhiyao, who had intended to step in to plead, were also astonished at the scene.

At this moment, Lin Tian appeared to them in a light they had never seen; although he had only spoken a word and made a gesture, he seemed like a king whose casual wave could sweep up storms and clouds.

Instantly, both of them stopped in their tracks, curious to see how Lin Tian would talk with Cheen Chaoya.

“Little guy, do you know who I am? No one in Xiangjiang Province dares to oppose me, Cheen Chaoya!”

After sitting down, Cheen Chaoya, looking at Lin Tian with interest, shifted to a comfortable position and said sternly.

“Oppose you? No, no, no!”

Lin Tian smiled casually, shaking his head at Cheen Chaoya: “I’ve got no leisure to oppose you! As for who you are, they’ve told me, said you’re Cheen Yanwang, the absolute ruler of Xiangjiang Province, the underworld boss and all that—sounds mighty! But, it’s all irrelevant to me! Now, your little brother-in-law called you to talk to me, so let’s talk!”

“You know who I am and still refuse to kneel and break your own legs! At least if I’m in a good mood, I might spare your life!”

Cheen Chaoya’s hand slammed onto the table, his face turning cold as he ordered Lin Tian.

During this time, Cheen Chaoya had attempted multiple times to sense and couldn’t detect any Cultivator aura from Lin Tian, which reassured him.

At that moment, Zhou Zhiyao hurriedly stepped forward and urgently said, “Mr. Cheen, Lin Tian is a friend of mine. He’s young and naive, please give him a chance…”

However, before Zhou Zhiyao could finish, Lin Tian had already pulled her by the hand, ushering her to stand behind him.

“Sister Zhou, just enjoy the show from the side!”

Lin Tian smiled lightly, then turned back to face Cheen Chaoya, shaking his head: “Kneeling is out of the question, you’re not worthy! And as I said, I’ve no interest in opposing you. If I did oppose you, it would take but a flick of my finger to kill you like a bug!”

Hearing Lin Tian’s exceedingly domineering words, everyone in the room was stunned and began to gasp in disbelief.

Speaking so defiantly in front of Cheen Yanwang was something they had never seen before; it was as if he sought death itself!