1734 Selfless, stepping on Feng Qingchen to rise to the top
Although there were many people who blamed the Ninth Prince, there were also many smart people, such as Lord Lingbao and Lord Xuanyue.
Although they didn't know what exactly happened, they were sure that today's incident had nothing to do with the Ninth Prince, otherwise the Ninth Prince would not still be here. But they had no intention of defending the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince saved everyone present. If he had gotten away with it cleanly, then all the sects present would owe the Ninth Prince a favor. In the martial arts world, favors are the hardest to repay.
But some things cannot be done the way they wish. The more they talked, the angrier they became. Seeing the Ninth Prince turned around and left without saying a word, those who were jumping the most excitedly almost took action.
However, due to the Ninth Prince's status and the Black Cavalry, they did not dare to confront him, so they had to push Fortress Lord Ling forward and ask him to seek justice from the Ninth Prince on behalf of everyone.
A bunch of brainless warriors. Although Lord Ling was angry, he could not show it on his face. He persuaded everyone with a righteous look. After knowing that he could not refuse, he selected a few people to go with him to find the Ninth Uncle.
Lord Ling would never do such a thing that would offend others and be a nuisance, and Lord Ling would definitely not do anything that would openly offend the Ninth Prince.
The group of people packed up and went to see the Ninth Prince, but they were stopped by the Black Cavalry before they even reached the door of the tent: "No one is allowed to enter without the prince's summons."
This imposing princely posture startled everyone, and two people felt a little uneasy. The Ninth Prince was cold and distant to others. Although it was difficult to get close to him, he never used his status as pressure. Now seeing the Ninth Prince acting like a prince, everyone felt unsure.
Those who were chosen by Lord Ling to deal with the Ninth Prince were not fools and had high status in the martial arts world. They naturally understood that what those people said were just guesses. They accused the Ninth Prince of things without any evidence and the Ninth Prince might punish them in anger.
"This matter is only based on our unilateral speculation. Why don't we go back first and make a long-term plan?" Changmen of Haotian Sect is a smart man, but also a timid person. He was the first to suggest retreating.
Lord Ling did not speak, but looked at Lord Xuanyue from time to time. The grievances between Lord Xuanyue and Uncle Nine were exposed, Lord Ling knew that Lord Xuanyue would step forward without him saying anything, but he did not expect Lord Xuanyue to step forward and not put the grievances on the surface.
The two old foxes stared at each other, neither of them willing to speak first. Seeing that everyone was about to back off, the Xuanyue Palace Master had no choice but to persuade everyone: "Because it is just speculation, we need Uncle Nine to give us an explanation. The people who died this time are all direct disciples of various sects. They are the future of our sects, and we can't let them die in vain. Judging from Uncle Nine's expression, although this matter has nothing to do with him, he is also a person who knows about it."
"Palace Master Xuan Yue is right. We must let the dead rest in peace." Fort Ling continued to maintain the mask of justice. Although Changmen of Haotian Sect still wanted to retreat, he could not do so after coming here.
According to the rules for meeting the prince, Lord Ling and others reported their names and asked for an audience. The Black Knight said coldly, "Wait," and went in to inform the Ninth Uncle.
As a result, before Lord Ling and his party could wait for Uncle Nine to call them in, they saw a group of injured disciples arguing with the Black Cavalry.
"What happened?" Everyone was worried that their disciples would suffer, so they hurried forward.
The Black Knights and the injured disciples had already started fighting, and Lingbao Lord and others hurried forward to separate them: "Stop, stop."
"Hmph..." Black Knight angrily let go. The disciples stopped making trouble when they saw their master coming. Instead, they started to complain: "Master, we are also injured, and our injuries are more serious than those of these people. But this Doctor Feng refused to treat our injuries. Instead, he bandaged these black women with minor injuries."
"That's right, Master. Look at my arm. If the bleeding doesn't stop, it will be useless. But this Miss Feng refused to bandage me and insisted that I wait in line. What's the point of waiting in line? If I keep waiting, I will bleed out all my blood."
"And my legs..."
They were obviously a group of big and strong men, but they were very clear when they complained. The conversation was more lively than that in a vegetable market. However, Feng Qingchen remained calm and continued with the work at hand as if he had not heard anything.
"Everyone, please be quiet." There was a flash of anger in the eyes of Lord Ling. His son Ling Tian was also injured, and seriously injured. He had injuries on his arms and back, but they had not been bandaged yet.
Suppressing his worries, Lord Ling looked distressed: "Ms. Feng, as a doctor, how can you not treat the patient? Are you doing this to the patient and to your own conscience? Miss Feng, as a doctor, you don't care about the life or death of the patient. Are you going to watch them die?"
"You don't want to treat the patients? How do you know that I don't treat the patients? Don't you see so many patients in front of me?" Feng Qingchen wrapped the bandage and tied a knot. He took the time to reply to Lord Ling and said, "Next."
"You are treating patients, but you have to prioritize. These people's injuries are not serious. These minor injuries are not fatal at all." It's too fussy to bandage just a scratch.
"If the injury is not serious, then it is not an injury, right?" Feng Qingchen took the opportunity to take a look at Fort Ling and the injured people while getting medicine. "He still has the energy to fight. It looks like he won't die for a while. He should be able to hold on until he can go down the mountain to find a doctor."
"Miss Feng, how can you say that? As a doctor, you should consider the patients. Their injuries are more serious and you should treat them first." Lord Lingbao asked as a matter of course, but he forgot that Feng Qingchen was not the doctor they invited.
"Lord Ling, are you ordering me? In what capacity? Don't forget, I'm not a doctor hired by your castle. A small castle like Tianqiong can't afford me." Feng Qingchen poured the potion with a thud, and everyone who was close was startled. Lord Ling frowned, "Miss Feng, as a doctor, don't you have any medical ethics?"
"How did I lack medical ethics? Did I not bandage the wounded, or did I stab them twice?" Feng Qingchen sneered, and while speaking he cleaned a small wound for a black knight.
The wounded were even more furious. Compared with their own big wounds, the Black Knights' injuries were too minor to show off.
Fortress Lord Ling was so angry that he was breathing heavily. Others hurriedly advised him not to bother with a woman. Fortress Lord Ling had earned enough face and continued to say to Feng Qingchen: "Miss Feng, I will not bother with a woman like you. If you have any dissatisfaction, just target me. These people are the elite disciples of my various sects. They are the future of the martial arts world. Miss Feng, please bandage their wounds first, so as not to destroy the foundation if it is delayed for too long."
Always considerate of others, sacrificing his own children for the greater good, Lord Lingbao fully demonstrated the selfless feelings of a great hero in the martial arts world. However, this selflessness was achieved by stepping on Feng Qingchen to gain power. It would be strange if Feng Qingchen would cooperate...