Chapter 172 Seeking Justice for His Tragic Daughter

Doctor Lin stepped forward and said, "Don't make things difficult for them, otherwise your heartless, worthless young master will die from his festering wound!"

The constable shouted, "Damn it! What tricks have you played?"

Dr. Lin's eyes were bloodshot and filled with hatred. "Xu Shi'an killed my daughter. He deserves to die!"

He poisoned Xu Shi'an's medicine. The poison was difficult to cure and required a medicinal ingredient, which was his blood. But he wouldn't be foolish enough to tell anyone. After ensuring Song Yan's safety, he would perish together with Xu Shi'an!

Whether or not the lawsuit is successful, it will be considered revenge for Xiuer.

He originally didn't want to harm innocent people, but when he saw that all the maids in Shen Qingyu's room were injured, and one of them had been forced to kneel on broken porcelain shards as punishment, he was shocked.

He then harbored evil intentions and poisoned Shen Qingyu.

Prefect Xu protected his son; no one in the Xu family was innocent.

After Dr. Lin finished speaking, he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zhu Feng and said, "Good sir, could I ask you for a favor? Let Yan'er go with you and take him to a safe place?"

Zhu Feng drew his sword, saying, "No need for too much trouble, just take care of them."

The constable sneered, "Such arrogance! A mere merchant caravan dares to defy the government? I think you're courting death. I'll give you one more chance; you can still leave now."

"Why should we leave? We intervened to help those in need, but you aided and abetted evil—you deserve to die! It's too late for you to leave now!"

"Charge them! Kill them!"

There were only eight constables in total, while Zhu Feng had more than a dozen guards.

But the constables mistook them for ordinary merchants and charged at them, their blades flashing in the sunlight, blinding them. "Kill!" they yelled.

Red Dates and Green Branches had been well protected along the way and had never seen such a scene before. Terrified, they screamed in hushed tones, covering their heads, "Ah!"

Zhu Feng said, "Don't be afraid! They're just a bunch of show-offs, nothing to fear!"

Zhu Feng and his guards also drew their swords and rushed towards them, parrying the yamen runners' swords with their own. "Clang! Clang!"

Zhu Feng possessed profound internal strength; he knocked a guard's sword away in just a few moves, "Clang!"

He kicked the other person in the chest, sending him flying several meters away before he slammed heavily to the ground with a loud "bang!"

Then he slammed his elbow into the constable who was attacking from behind, "Bang!"

The constable, clutching his chest, attacked again.

Zhu Feng turned his head to avoid it, and thrust his sword into Zhu Feng's right arm. The knife fell to the ground with a clang!

Zhu Feng's hand gripped the other person's neck like an iron clamp, slamming the man to the ground with a "bang!" Dust flew up.

"ah!"

The guards were swift, ruthless, and precise; not a single move was just for show.

Within five moves, he had the eight constables knocked to the ground, where they lay writhing and groaning, "Ouch! It hurts! It hurts!!!"

"Who exactly are you people? You're not an ordinary merchant caravan, you're assassins from the martial arts world!"

“We are working for our superiors. We can’t beat you today, but once our superiors take action, it will be too late for you to regret it.”

"I never regret what I do!" Zhu Feng said coldly, raising his foot to step on his back and crushing him until he couldn't speak.

They then ordered all the yamen runners to be tied up.

Dr. Lin and Song Yan expressed their deepest gratitude, saying, "We will never forget your life-saving grace. Once we have avenged our great grudge, I, Lin Tiande, will repay your kindness by serving you like a cow or a horse."

"Get up. It was just a small thing. Go to Weishi County and inform Censor He of the Xu family's crimes."

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away. Thank you so much, my benefactor!"

The two walked toward the carriage.

Hua Murong noticed that Song Yan was walking with a limp. She looked away, blinked, and a conflicted look flashed across her face. Finally, before the carriage departed, she made up her mind and took out a bottle of ointment from the cloth bag she carried with her.

"Wait a minute, Young Master Song. I don't think your limp is too serious. You're just missing a good medicine. This is Black Jade Broken Leg Ointment. Apply it once every three days. This bottle is enough for you for a month. After you finish it, add bone setting and acupuncture, and you'll be able to walk like the wind again."

Lin Tiande was shocked. "Black Jade Rejuvenating Ointment? You...you are the real Divine Physician Hua?"

"Yes, it is indeed this old man!"

Lin Tiande hurriedly climbed down from the carriage, knelt down and begged for forgiveness, "Dr. Hua, I had no choice but to impersonate you. I hope you will forgive me."

"Alright, alright, get up now. I only let you off the hook because I felt sorry for you. Don't do it again next time."

Hua Murong handed him the Black Jade Bone-Mending Ointment, waved his hand, and moved two steps to the side. They were about the same age, and he was afraid that the other party would shorten his lifespan if he knelt before him.

Song Yan quickly knelt down before him, saying, "Thank you so much for your great kindness, Divine Doctor! If I pass the imperial examination, I will surely offer you a thousand taels of gold!"

Hua Murong picked them up, one in each hand, and said, "Get up, get up, don't kneel. I hate it when people kneel before me."

Lin Tiande took out a large bag of silver coins from the package.

"This money was given to us by the Xu family. We would rather starve to death than spend their dirty money. However, this is all the valuable money we have. Please don't despise us, Divine Doctor."

Hua Murong didn't mind; he should accept the money for the medicine.

"Then I'll accept it. If you don't want to spend their money, I can exchange it with you."

He then stuffed the fifty-tael silver note into Lin Tiande's hand.

Lin Tiande was stunned and quickly returned the money, "This, benefactor, this is unacceptable! How can we take your money?"

Song Yan also said, "Yes, miracle doctor, we can't accept this money."

Hua Murong waved his hand again, "Alright, people in the martial world don't have so many rules. Take it, you can't move an inch without money."

As he got older, he preferred real gold and silver to banknotes, which he considered worthless.

Old Liao sent the convicts to buy a cart.

To be fair, the Xiao family couldn't use a horse-drawn carriage either; they had to sell it and buy a handcart instead.

However, horses can still be used to pull carts loaded with grain. You can't erase someone's merit and take the horses back after they've done something good.

If they encounter danger again and the Xiao family doesn't intervene, they will all be doomed.

Previously, Xiao Xiuning had laced the rice in the Xiao family's house with arsenic, rendering it inedible. So, they bought a new bag and some other vegetables, filling the cart to the brim. It was quite heavy.

Xiao Xuance was in a wheelchair again, and since no one was pushing him, he had to be pulled by a horse.

Xiao Xuance was being pushed by Zhuiying, and the human push allowed him to control the speed so that the bumps wouldn't aggravate his wounds.

Old Liao went to the governor's mansion to threaten the Shen family, and finally persuaded them to set off an hour later.

But instead of meeting them at the inn, they waited for them at the city gate before setting off together.

The exile procession had already arrived on foot, but the Shen family had not yet arrived.

Old Liao, still furious, cursed and sent someone to urge them on, "What are the Shen family up to now? Ajiu, take a few men and go urge them on."

Once we're out of Xuzhou, let's see how he deals with them!

Zhao Jiu had only taken two steps when he saw a carriage approaching: "Brother Liao, they're here, they're here."

At this moment, several luxurious carriages drove towards the city gate.

A person who surprised everyone stepped off the first carriage.

The exiled group saw her and screamed in terror: "A ghost! A ghost! Shen Yan? Shen Yan, isn't he dead?"

Shen Yan's tongue had been cut out, rendering him unable to speak. He could only use hand gestures, and in a short time, he learned a few simple sign words, such as eating, sleeping, and using the toilet...

The profound meaning could not be expressed at all. All the people saw was him gesturing wildly and pointing excitedly at the scar on his head, and then at Xiao Xuance in the Xiao family's group.

He pushed me into the river, stepped on my hand to prevent me from getting ashore, and kicked me back in. I'm lucky I survived. He's a murderer; I want him to pay with his life!

Liao glanced at the Xiao family again, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a mosquito. All he wanted now was to get the team on the road as soon as possible.

He brandished the whip in front of Shen Yan a couple of times, saying, "What are you gesturing for? Just be alive, get on your way."

Old Liao could almost guess what he meant: they had already wasted a day and a half, and they couldn't afford to cause any more trouble; it was important to get on the road as soon as possible.

Shen Yan was so anxious he could only manage a series of unwilling sounds, "Uh...uh...uh..." [A life for a life! I want him dead! I want revenge!]

Madam Shen also said, "Xiao Xuance injured my Yan'er, pushed him into the river, and tried to kill him. My Yan'er was lucky to escape with his life. He must pay for my son's life."

Shen Yichun tugged at his wife's arm and whispered, "Madam, didn't we agree not to let Yan'er be exposed?"

As they were setting off, Shen Yan suddenly said he would see them off on their final journey.

He wrote to himself on the paper that he didn't know when they would meet again after this parting, and that he was reluctant to leave his family. So he stayed in the carriage and didn't get off. But as soon as the carriage stopped, he appeared and let everyone know that he was still alive.

He never imagined that his son and wife would conspire to deceive him; they couldn't wait to take revenge later.

Even if Xiao Xuance pays the price for ruining the Third Prince's scheme, he will be exposed and exiled along with him, suffering hardship and misery. It would be better for him to stay in the Xu family and live a good life.

Killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of your own is not worth it.

"What did we agree to? Did I agree to anything? I didn't agree to anything."

Shen Yichun, unable to move his wife, then said to his son, "Yan'er, why did you get down? Didn't you promise your father you wouldn't get off the carriage? What are you doing now?"

He suspected that Xiao Xuance was faking his lameness. The Xiao family was not easy to deal with now, and he might even drag Governor Xu into it, ruining the Third Prince's important plans.

Shen Yan ignored her, pulled out a rolled-up piece of paper from his sleeve, unfolded it, and inside was a written complaint he had prepared in advance, clearly stating how Xiao Xuance had killed him.

She even tugged at her mother's and sister's arms, asking them to speak for her, "Ahhh..." [Mother, Yu'er, read the testimony I wrote to them!]

Madam Shen read the testimony aloud, her heart aching for her poor son.

"Xiao Xuance is the murderer who killed my son. The wound on my Yan'er's forehead is proof, both the witnesses and the evidence are there. Now let's see how you deny it! Guards! Seize them!"

The Xiao family deserves to die!

Let Yang experience the pain of losing her son first, then kill her.

Instantly, everyone's eyes fell on Xiao Xuance's face.