The city of Guangyuan was in chaos, and all the disciples of the Sun family came out in full force, just to catch the real culprit who attacked their second son.
From the secret platoon search ten days ago and the immediate blockade of an area of 800 miles outside the city, to today's unscrupulous intrusion into people's homes and door-to-door searches and inspections, the attitude is so tough that it is unprecedented.
The city was in a state of panic, and everyone was afraid of disaster.
Including the small courtyard that Suning bought in the east of the city, it also failed to escape the "inspection" of Sun family disciples.
Fortunately, the inner disciple who was leading the team knew Suning, and also knew that this old miracle doctor had just gone to the Sun family mansion this morning to treat the unconscious Second Young Master.
With a smile on his face, he raised his hand to stop the rude behavior of his brothers and asked them to wait outside the yard.
"Old miracle doctor, I'm so sorry. The patriarch has an order to find the shameless attacker even if he digs three feet into the ground."
"Brothers, we act as ordered. We really have no choice but to do so."
"But don't worry. Don't worry. My disciples of the Sun family will not suspect anyone."
"Hey, I won't rummage through your little courtyard, lest I do it carelessly and damage your hard-dried medicinal materials."
Bowing and clasping his fists, he apologized profusely, which was enough to save him face.
Su Ning pretended to be curious and asked: "The murderer attacked your second son in the Dongling Mountains, six hundred miles outside the city. Logically speaking, he should have escaped long ago. Why did he appear in the city?"
The leading disciple explained without hiding anything: "Old miracle doctor, you only know one but not the other. At that time, there were three guards who were hunting with my second son."
"One person is a ninth-level true immortal, and two people are a tenth-level true immortal."
"If the second young master hadn't been in a hurry to track down and kill a "winged tiger beast" with a special bloodline, leaving the three guards far behind, the sneak attacker would never have found a chance to strike."
"But it is precisely because of this that after he injured my second young master, he was surrounded by three guards who rushed from behind, thus interrupting his escape."
"If he didn't retreat, he could only do the opposite and flee towards the city with his seriously injured body."
Suning suddenly nodded and said: "I seem to have heard your third young master mention it, saying that the thief and your second young master are both at the eleventh level of martial arts. Although the sneak attack was successful, he was also hurt by the fluctuation of the trump card at the eighteenth level of martial arts.
, the injury is not serious.”
The leading disciple said seriously: "Yes, this is the case."
"My ancestor said that he must have a secret treasure that can restrain his own aura, otherwise it would be impossible for him to disappear out of thin air and leave no trace behind."
Suning cooperated and said: "He can show the trump card of the 18th level of force. The identity of the opponent is intriguing."
"Either he got it by chance, or the master who accepted him as his disciple is a master of the 18th level of martial arts."
"There are only a handful of people in Dongluo who have this level of cultivation, none more than the ancestors of the Thirteenth Family."
The leading disciple's eyes sparkled, and he lowered his voice and echoed: "To tell you the truth, my ancestor also speculated in this way."
"The Second Young Master must be avenged, but the most important thing is to thoroughly investigate the details of that person and see which family in Dongluo he comes from."
“Some things have to be prepared for a rainy day and take precautions in advance.”
"By the way, old miracle doctor, you..."
When the conversation changed, he looked around, his expression became vulgar and dissolute and said, "Do you have any medicine for strengthening your body?"
"Ahem, you know."
When he mentioned the four words "strengthening the body", he deliberately emphasized the last sound and laughed dryly.
Suning understood the idea and said without comment: "Are thirty pills enough?"
With that said, he turned around and returned to the room, but after a while, he walked out with a small white bottle in his hand.
"How's the effect?"
"How long will one pill last?"
"Are there any side effects?"
After asking three questions in a row, the leading disciple became impatient.
Suning answered them one by one, then smiled and said nothing.
"Hey hey hey, good stuff."
Licking his lips, the leading disciple's Adam's apple rolled and he saluted and said goodbye.