Chapter 56: People Cannot Be Compared

  In Chu Qianying's heart, Master Tian's illness is the biggest. If she can cure her master, she is willing to sacrifice everything. Just now, Zhang Yi was about to say the key point, but was suddenly attacked by Yan Huiying, and even she fell to the ground, eager to know the news being interrupted.

  Heartbroken, disappointed.

  She couldn't understand how the formerly refined and elegant senior fellow practitioner had turned into this kind of person.

  Yan Huiying stared at Chu Qianying in disbelief, her right hand rubbing the cheek that had been slapped, her left hand pointing at Chu Qianying as she trembled with rage and shouted: "Sister, you...you hit me? For a wild man, you actually hit me?"

  "Are you out of your mind?!" Chu Qianying rebuked. "Ever since I brought Zhang Yi back, you've repeatedly humiliated him, trying to drive him away. Do you still have any regard for our master?! She's suffering from a serious illness, and I went through great difficulties to invite Zhang Yi here, hoping he could cure Master's disease. But you're filled with hostility towards him, why? Don't you want Master's disease to be cured?"

  Tears welled up in her eyes.

  At this moment, she clearly knew that Yan Hui, who had been regarded as her own brother before, and she could no longer go back to the past, living together happily like before.

  Middle-aged beautiful woman, originally named Lan Xing.

  Looking at the ferocious face of his disciple, Yan Hui, he let out a faint sigh from the bottom of his heart, and a look of disappointment appeared on his face. He shook his head slightly, as if all his energy had been suddenly drained away, and slowly closed his eyes.

  Zhang Yi's eyes flashed with cold light, his fists clenched tightly.

  Wild man?

  This bastard actually scolds himself as a wild man?

  The anger surging in his heart was suppressed, and as he relaxed his fists, a cold smile flashed across his face before being replaced by a benevolent expression. He walked over to Chu Qianying's side, placed his hand on her fragrant shoulder, and said with a bitter smile: "Don't be angry anymore, perhaps your senior brother didn't mean it the way you thought. Indeed, I was rude; before bringing you back, I didn't let you give him advance notice. Now that I've already diagnosed your master's condition, I can immediately tell you the treatment method and then leave, so as not to make things unpleasant for you both."

  Chu Qianying shook her head and said, "This has nothing to do with you."

  Others may not be clear about it, but she is clear about how Zhang Yi was invited. Did you give advance notice to Yan Huiying? What's the point of giving him advance notice?

  And!

  How could she have made an advance warning in such a situation?

  Looking at Zhang Yi's bitter smile and apology, Chu Qianying suddenly realized that her senior brother Yan Huiying and Zhang Yi were really far apart.

  He remains unmoved in the face of millions of wealth and only accepts the salary that the rich man had previously promised.

  What does this prove?

  Don't take advantage of others' difficulties!

  They clearly understand antiques and can identify those antique furniture at a glance, but they say they only have a rough idea.

  What does this prove?

  Prove that one's family is humble and low-key, without that arrogant and domineering mentality!

  Others diagnosed Master's condition and knew how to treat him. After being beaten, he still didn't want to fall out with his master and brother.

  What does this prove?

  The witness's family is not only extraordinary in medical skills, but also has a broad mind.

  And what about Shixiong?

  Time and time again, he humiliates others in speech, not caring about the master's illness at all. He even beats people up without even having a general understanding of them.

  They were treating their master's illness!

  What right does he have to hit someone else's home? Doesn't he want his master's illness to be cured?

  Chu Qianying compared Zhang Yi and Shixiong Yan Huiying in her heart, but found that Shixiong Yan Huiying was simply useless.

  "Huiying, you can go! From now on, if I don't summon you, don't come here again." Lan Xin suddenly opened her eyes and said expressionlessly.

  Yan Huiyin clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and a blue vein bulged on his forehead as he stared at Lan Xing in disbelief, shouting: "Master, you...you're actually going to drive me away? For the sake of this good-for-nothing who doesn't even understand medicine, yet dares to fabricate a diagnosis for your illness and tries to take advantage of my sister, you're going to drive me away?"

  The disappointment in Lan Xing's eyes grew thicker. She slowly closed her eyes, and with a hint of despair, waved her hand and said, "Let's go!"

  Yan Huiying glanced at Lan Xing, then at Chu Qianying, before finally turning to Zhang Yi with a face full of resentment. If looks could kill, he would have sliced Zhang Yi into a thousand pieces and swallowed him whole.

  Frustration, anger, jealousy, resentment.

  All sorts of negative emotions filled his chest, the true energy flowing through his meridians became chaotic and turbulent, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out. But he seemed to be completely unbothered, staring coldly at Zhang Yi with a fierce gaze, saying: "Zhang, you wait for me, wait for me..."

  As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and rushed out of the house.

  *sigh*...

  A faint sigh escaped from Lan Xing's mouth, and she opened her eyes to see Yan Hui's figure disappear into the distance beyond the door. She shook her head silently.

  Chu Qiying coldly snorted and turned her head to look at Zhang Yi, asking: "Quickly tell me, how can I cure my master? If you say it out, I'll immediately return your wallet to you."

  "Untie the knot, medicinally nourish. I'll write a prescription for a calming and soothing medicine, you go get it from your master and have her take it internally. By the way, later I can use acupuncture to treat Blue Aunt, this will be of great help in smoothing out the flow of qi and blood throughout her body."

  "Hurry up and write the prescription, I'll go get you paper and pen." Chu Qianying hastily ran out.

  Lan Xing looked at Zhang Yi and sighed: "You've already guessed it, I have a knot in my heart?"

  Zhang Yi nodded and said, "Just now, Aunt Lan, you emitted a murderous aura from your body, but your eyes were recalling past events. This shows that there must be an unbearable pain in your heart that you don't want to mention."

  Lan Xing sighed, "If my disciple could be half as good as you, I would be satisfied. Alas, I, Lan Xing, have been dominating the martial world for decades, with thieving skills that are unparalleled and unmatched in the world. People in the martial world mention me with a change of color, but when it comes to teaching disciples, I am at a loss!"

  Zhang Yi shook his head and said, "I don't agree with your view. This is not a problem of teaching, but the temperament of your apprentice. From my observation, that girl values your life more than her own, while Yan Hui's eyes only have romantic feelings, and he has too strong a desire to possess."

  Lan Xing said in surprise: "You've discovered it?"

  Zhang Yi understood what Lan Xin meant, nodded and said: "To be honest, I hope Auntie Lan won't blame me. Before I came in, I found out that Yan Huiying is really fond of your female apprentice, but his possessiveness is too strong. When he saw my appearance, he became vigilant and guarded against me, trying to drive me away. Moreover, he constantly used language to humiliate me, so I deliberately showed a bit more intimacy with your female apprentice, wanting to give him some stimulation. But just this little performance, he can't bear it, which is not good for either him or your female apprentice."

  Lan Xing's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, and she smiled wryly: "What a terrifying mind you have; fortunately we're not enemies, or else I'm afraid I'd lose sleep over it."

  Zhang Yi smiled wryly and said: "Aunt Lan, are you praising me or mocking me?"

  Lan Xing's face finally showed a few smiles, and she said: "Of course I'm praising you. I've seen many excellent young people, but someone as clever as you with such dense thinking is rare. Hui Ying isn't even comparable to you!"

  Zhang Yi said calmly, "Lan Auntie, in my hometown, there's a saying: birds cherish their feathers and tigers cherish their skin. When dealing with people, one must cherish their dignity. I don't dare say that Yan Hui is not excellent enough, but the fact that he can tear his face off with me at this time shows that his temperament is not good and still needs to be tempered."

  Lan Xing bitterly smiled and said: "I understand. This is also why Qian Ying was able to master my true transmission in the art of thievery, while Hui Ying only learned ancient martial arts and didn't make any progress in thievery. Never mind, let's not talk about this anymore. You said you wanted to help me with acupuncture treatment, right? I don't have silver needles here, did you bring some?"

  Zhang Yi opened his travel bag and took out the silver needle set given by his master Mo Wenhua, smiling: "A must-have item to carry with me."

  Lan Xing smiled, but her expression changed drastically when her eyes fell on the brocade box Zhang Yi took out. Her body seemed to be infused with infinite power in an instant, and a lightning-fast shadow swept over, the brocade box already appearing in Lan Xing's hand.

  Her body was trembling, and there were tears swirling in her eye sockets.

  "Aunt Lan, you..."

  Zhang Yi moved his lips slightly, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

  He didn't expect that Lan Xin's speed was so fast, and he didn't even have a slightest reaction, the brocade box in his hand had already been taken away by Lan Xin.

  Lan Xing suddenly turned her head, her eyes fixed on Zhang Yi, her breathing becoming urgent: "Tell me, is this brocade box a gift from Mo Wenfeng? Is it him? Tell me, isn't he dead yet? Isn't he still alive?"

  Zhang Yi's face was shocked and he exclaimed: "How did you know..."

  "Tell me he's still alive!"

  Lan Xing approached Zhang Yi and interrupted his words with that excited tone.

  Zhang Yi took two steps back, a cautious look flashing in his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "If you want me to answer your question, first answer mine. Are you and my master friends or enemies?"

  Lan Xing let out a mournful laugh, and two streams of tears rolled down her face, filled with sorrow and pain. She burst into loud laughter: "Is it enemy or friend? Haha... I also want to know, am I an enemy or a friend to him? Thirty years, he hid from me for thirty whole years! Could it be that Lan Xing really doesn't enter his eyes, is she really so unworthy of his notice?"

  Chu Qiying rushed in from outside the door, holding a pen and paper, looking at her disheveled master with a worried expression, and hastily called out: "Master, what's wrong? What happened?"

  Lan Xing seemed to have not heard, her gaze fixed on Zhang Yi again, asking in a low voice: "Tell me, is that old thing alive or dead? Where is he?"

  Zhang Yi shook his head and said: "My master is still alive, but where he is, I cannot say."

  "Tell me!" Lan Xing angrily shouted: "If you tell me, I'll give you everything I have. Tell me and I'll satisfy all your demands. I just want to know where he is?"