"Let me introduce myself. I am the attending physician invited by Tianmen. I am responsible for the recent treatment and long-term care of Yin Yang Grass. My name is... Changsun Qianwen." Changsun Qianwen met in the underground cell at the entrance of Nongchao Hall.
Santari and Sabna were detained in the cage. Both of them were sitting cross-legged in meditation with their eyes closed, but their breath was weak and they looked haggard.
"The people you should see are the people you need to treat, not us." Inside the cage, San Taili, who had been on a hunger strike for five days, raised his eyes, slightly dazed due to hunger, and fixed his gaze on Changsun Qianwen outside the cage.
What surprised him a little was...it was only him.
According to past practice, every time someone comes in to 'visit', they are always surrounded by more than a dozen fully armed bodyguards, which inevitably makes them nervous and alert. Who is the identity of this handsome young man in front of me? He dares to come in by himself, how brave he is.
Not small!!
"I think there is something you haven't figured out. The position you are in right now does not have any qualification to give me orders. According to normal logic, you should be the one begging me to save the Yin Yang Grass, not that we must save the Yin Yang Grass. If even
You can't see through this issue, so you are destined to protest in a childish way like a hunger strike here." Changsun Qianwen walked into Santali's prison, and his fingertips gently touched the iron fence as thick as his thumb.
There was a tinkling sound in the empty basement.
His movements were elegant and free, with a leisurely smile on his face, but the trendy sect brothers who were monitored by the camera broke out in a cold sweat. Wu Heng, who had just taken over the position of the trendy sect leader, stared at the surveillance screen, a drop of cold sweat running down his face.
His forehead was dripping with tears, and his arms were raised high at some point. As long as there was any change in San Taili inside, he would immediately order the armed forces outside to rush in.
When he learned that Changsun Qianwen wanted to go in by himself, Wu Heng firmly opposed it. After all, the guards inside were two genuine quasi-level emperors with strong hostility. Although he had been on a hunger strike for five days, he was still like the third wife.
An ascetic like Li might suddenly break out even if it has been ten days, let alone five days now. It is difficult for a seemingly solid cage to be 100% safe. Furthermore, although Changsun Qianwen does not have a specific position, his status is very high.
, it can be said that no one knows it, no one knows it. If an accident happens in front of him, the entire trendy sect may not be necessary to exist.
Sabna, who was meditating with her eyes closed, opened her bloodshot eyes and looked at Changsun Qianwen, who was standing in front of her cage.
"According to my understanding, Yin Yang Cao was seriously injured at the time, and it was too serious to leave the snowfield. In that situation, without our presence, Yin Yang Cao might have become the most aggrieved human emperor in the history of the Black List. Overall,
Say, we saved the Yin Yang Grass. I say this, Miss Sabna, do you agree?" Changsun Qianwen carefully looked at the best descendant of the Jiangtou Master clan. Even though he was a little embarrassed and thin, he still couldn't hide his grace.
The beauty of grace and holiness is just a pity that this kind of woman can only be seen from a distance and cannot be played with.
"I've seen you." Sabna's dry red lips moved slightly, and her voice was hoarse and dry.
"Whether you have seen it or not is not the focus of today. We saved Yin Yang Grass, but you did not show due gratitude. I will not mention this for now. Tianmen is too generous to not care about it, and even sends people to rescue it one after another.
But... to be honest, Yin Yang Grass is a prisoner, and you are also a prisoner. We will not help a former enemy for no reason, a person who does not know how to be grateful, unless... you can offer decent conditions. This
It’s very reasonable logic and a normal exchange of interests. Am I right?”
Sabna stared at her eldest son Qianwen's particularly bright eyes: "What do you want?"
"Very good, you are more sensible and smarter than that monk." Changsun Qianwen nodded with a smile and knocked on the fence of San Taili's cage next to him.
Santali said coldly: "Be careful, this person is very cunning."
Sabna was calm and calm: "On condition that you can save my master."
"Your master's physical condition is special, and you know this best. You also know the severity of his injuries. I can only say that I tried my best, but whether he can be saved... depends on his own survival skills."
"Why do I feel like you don't look like a doctor?"
Changsun Qianwen smiled silently, sat on the soft chair in front of the cage, and said leisurely: "I am 60% sure that I can save the Yin Yang Grass. If you are willing to cooperate, this certainty can be improved to several levels. If
I am satisfied with your cooperation and I am 100% sure that I can save him."
"Huh?! Are you sure?!" San Taili stood up slowly, and the chains wrapped around him fell to the ground with a loud crash, making a clear and harsh collision sound that echoed in the empty basement for a long time.
Sabna's reaction was: "Just resuscitation?!"
Changsun Qianwen looked deeply at Sabna and said with a smile: "Everything is possible, your attitude determines everything."
"Prove your ability, and we'll negotiate the terms later." Sabna maintained her usual vigilance and vigilance.
"It seems that Miss Sabna has not understood the situation clearly. I repeat, you are prisoners, Yin Yangcao's life is in my hands, and your life and his life can be lost at any time. Therefore, you have no capital.
Come and shout at me.
I came here to negotiate terms with you today, which is actually a favor in itself! It means that I am willing to save Yin Yang Grass and give you a chance to be reborn. You should be grateful."
Sabna stared at her eldest grandson Qianwen with squinted eyes, remained silent for a long time, and said coldly: "The tone of your words is annoying."
Changsun Qianwen said with a smile: "This is the attitude that a winner should have. My behavior is normal. Unfortunately, you don't have the humility that a loser should have. This is really annoying."
"Sabuna, don't let him mess you up." Santai Li lowered his voice to remind Sabna that the person in front of her was sharp and sharp in words, leisurely and calm, and looked confident, so he shouldn't be easy to deal with.
"What exactly do you want? If you just came to show the posture of a winner, congratulations, you did it. If you came to see the humility of us losers, unfortunately, it is impossible!" Sabna's counterattack was equally sharp.
"I have three conditions. If you can meet them, you can leave here and return to India today." Changsun Qianwen stretched out three fingers and shook his index finger slightly: "The first condition is that you are not allowed to mention it to anyone.
After experiencing this period of time, we tried to find ways to cover up the whereabouts of the Yin Yang Grass and weaken the hatred of the Ascetic clan and the Jiangtou clan towards Tianmen."
Sabna and Santali both focused their attention on Changsun Qianwen.
Changsun Qianwen's elegant and indifferent smile did not change. He put away his index finger and slightly shook his middle finger: "The second condition is to cut off all contact with Skynet and publicly announce that he is recuperating."
He retracted his middle finger and shook his ring finger slightly: "The third condition is to do three things for Tianmen unconditionally, and you must go all out, even if it costs your life."
Sabna's eyes changed slightly: "How will my master arrange it? Stay at Tianmen?"
"Yin Yang Cao stays at Tianmen for treatment. His life, death, and recovery are all determined by your performance."
Santali's expression became extremely cold: "What a plan. According to what you said, wouldn't the Ascetic clan and the Jiangtou clan become Tianmen's special thugs?"
"Whatever you think, this is just my proposal. If you are willing to accept it, the agreement will take effect and I will arrange for you to leave immediately. If you choose to give up and are unwilling to let go of your childish pride, I will make it possible for you and Yin Yang Grass."
"Are you threatening us??"
Changsun Qianwen didn't even look at him, and waved his hand directly, meaning, shut up, I really have no interest in continuing with these meaningless nonsense.
Sabna lowered her eyes and pondered for a long time, then said: "How can I confirm whether my master is alive and recovering?"
Changsun Qianwen showed a satisfied smile on his face: "Whenever you need it, I will record a video and send it to you. As long as your performance satisfies me, the content on my video will also satisfy you. This is equivalent."
exchange."
Sabna gently closed her eyes and said quietly: "I accept it, but I hope I can take a look at Master."
Santali's emotions suddenly became intense: "Sabuna!! You are crazy!! Tianmen tortures and destroys us so much, and we still have to sacrifice our lives for them? Where is your dignity? Are you worthy of being a young patriarch of the Jiangtou division?!
!”
Sabna said expressionlessly: "First of all, if it weren't for Tianmen's obstruction, we might be able to escape from the snowfield, but the master would definitely die; secondly, I think it's worth it to exchange three things for master's life and recovery; thirdly,
, I will not die in a cage so meaninglessly, if you like, easily."
Santali's voice was stern: "Childish!! Do you think Tianmen will really allow him to recover? Do you think Tianmen will really let him go? It's all lies!!"
Sabna frowned slightly and stared at her eldest grandson Qianwen, who smiled but said nothing.
Sabna's voice was cold: "Three things have been completed. If I can't see the intact master, my descendant family will hunt down your eldest grandson Qianwen from the end of the world!!"
"Do you need me to swear?" Changsun Qianwen stood up with a smile. Three things? I will only ask you to do two things. The third thing will never come, and these two things are enough to destroy you.
clan!!
Sabna said coldly: "Let me out, I will see the master."
"Don't worry, what about you?" Changsun Qianwen looked at Santali.
Santali's eyes changed with uncertainty, and he struggled in his heart for a long time, and then he gritted his teeth and said: "If you let me know that you have ulterior motives, my ascetic lineage will never forgive you!!"
"I'm glad you made the right choice. Someone will bring you food later. Refresh yourself and regain your strength first. Someone will come to take you away tomorrow morning." Changsun Qianwen smiled at the two of them, nodded, and left.
basement.
Half an hour later, the brothers from the Chaomen brought the food specially prepared by Changsun Qianwen. Santari and Sabna knew there would be a 'trap' but had to eat it all.
The next morning, they saw Yin Yangcao in a coma as expected, and then quietly left China under the personal arrangement of Wu Heng, returning to China where they had been away for a long time.