Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

After hearing the words of the Medicine King, everyone present was bewildered.

Telling blatant lies, they were already expertly manipulated by this Medicine King!

Ye Ling had clearly come to visit the Southern Border King, but in the mouth of the Medicine King, it had turned into plotting against the Southern Border King at this moment.

Chen Dao and Wang Tiezhu, along with the other four commanders of the Southern Border Army, were all grim-faced, their eyes filled with murderous intent as they looked at the Medicine King.

Under the Medicine King were three protectors, all of them Grandmaster strongmen.

Upon receiving the orders from the Medicine King, the three unleashed their full aura and charged towards Ye Ling.

"Capture him!"

However, Ye Ling's expression remained indifferent, he simply said lightly.

Chen Dao and the others instantly appeared in front of Ye Ling.

Five against three, among them was Chen Dao, a peak Grandmaster.

The three protectors of the Medicine King were quickly subdued.

Even as Chen Dao and the others pinned them to the ground, these three still wore expressions of disbelief.

After Chen Dao was free, he immediately pinned the Medicine King to the ground as well.

Thus, all four were subdued.

"After I meet with the Southern Border King, I will decide how to deal with them!"

"Bring these people with us as we go inside!"

Ye Ling said lightly, striding towards the thatched cottage.

Chen Dao and his men also began moving.

Just as Ye Ling was about to enter the thatched cottage, the expression of the Medicine King suddenly changed.

"Not only do you impersonate the Northern Liao King, but also have captured this king. Now, you even intend to assassinate the Southern Border King; do you realize the heinous crimes you've committed!"

"I advise you to surrender without resistance, for even a divine intervention can't save you now!"

"Not just you, but even your family behind you will suffer the implications, utterly destroyed!"

The Medicine King, like a madman, roared at Ye Ling's back.

Ye Ling paused in his steps, spoke coldly, "Silence him!"

"Yes, sir!"

A fierce look flashed in Chen Dao's eyes as he responded.

Then, he punched the Medicine King in the chest.

An intense pain instantly swept through the Medicine King's body.

The strength of the Medicine King was not weak either, being a Grandmaster himself.

However, as Grandmasters, there were few in the world who could defeat the likes of Chen Dao, the commanders of the Northern Liao Army.

With one punch, the Medicine King's eyeballs bulged out, and then he rolled his eyes back and fainted.

"Foolish thing, always has to spout some nonsense!"

Chen Dao, holding the Medicine King by the collar, spoke disdainfully.

Ye Ling, along with his men, strode into the thatched cottage.

The thatched cottage was compact, one could see its entirety at a glance.

In the center of the cottage was a wooden bed, and lying on it was a white-haired old man. If not for the slight rise and fall of his chest, Ye Ling would have thought he was already dead.

Seeing the elderly figure before him, Ye Ling's face was full of disbelief.

When he last saw the Southern Border King, the king was only around fifty years old.

Yet, in just three years, the Southern Border King had become like a man on his deathbed.

A chilling aura continuously emanated from the Southern Border King.

Ye Ling approached the Southern Border King and said somberly, "Southern Border King, I am Ye Ling of the Northern Liao, here to see you."

As his words fell, the Southern Border King still had his eyes tightly closed, showing no intention of opening them.

The men behind Wang Tiezhu also had red eyes.

Although the Southern Border King had vanished, leading each of their four military factions to fight separately, they still held the Southern Border King in high regard in their hearts.

If the Southern Border King hadn't suddenly disappeared, they, as leaders of the four great military factions, would have never resorted to such actions!

Now, seeing the once spirited Southern Border King reduced to this near-death state, all four of them felt terrible.

Chen Dao's eyebrows raised, and he slapped the Medicine King's aged face with the palm of his hand.

"Smack!"

A crisp slap echoed, and following that slap, the Medicine King slowly came around.

"Old man, I'm asking you, did you, this old coot, mess with the Southern Border King to make him look like this?"

Chen Dao stared intently at the Medicine King, his eyes filled with blatant murderous intent.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

It seemed as if, should the Medicine King's answer not satisfy him, he would kill him outright.

The Medicine King snorted coldly, and then said coldly, "Back then, the Southern Border King returned severely injured, a fact known throughout the Southern Border!

"If not for me, the Southern Border King would have died long ago from those injuries!"

"Could it be you suspect that I caused the Southern Border King to end up in this state!"

Perhaps due to his wariness of Chen Dao, the Medicine King suddenly abandoned the royal self-referential "this king" for "I".

Wang Tiezhu abruptly turned around, his gaze coldly fixed on the Medicine King; he said sternly, "If the Southern Border King's injuries were so severe, why have you never told us?"

"Hmph! Are you an idiot?"

The Medicine King snorted coldly again and continued, "If word got out that the Southern Border King was dying from severe injuries, the entire Southern Border would plunge into chaos instantly!"

"Keeping the Southern Border King's health a secret was something the Southern Border King personally told me before he lost consciousness!"

With righteous indignation, the Medicine King seemed genuinely intent on treating the Southern Border King and didn't harbor the sinister intentions Wang Tiezhu and others suspected.

Ye Ling glanced deeply at the Southern Border King lying on the bed, but suddenly, a strange smell wafted into his nostrils.

Smelling this, Ye Ling's brows slightly furrowed, and a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes!

This humble cottage had nothing that could produce such an odor.

Without much thought, Ye Ling reached toward the Southern Border King, wanting to investigate further!

"You dare tamper with the Southern Border King!"

"If something happens to the Southern Border King, can you bear this responsibility, boy?"

The Medicine King's pupils suddenly constricted, and he immediately burst out shouting.

Ye Ling ignored him and simply placed a finger under the Southern Border King's nose.

The breathing was slightly disordered, but he was not on the brink of death.

Then, Ye Ling put his hand on the Southern Border King's wrist and felt his faint pulse, causing Ye Ling's expression to gradually become grave.

"Can you even practice medicine? You dare to pose here, probing the Southern Border King's condition?"

Seeing Ye Ling acting this way, the Medicine King immediately sneered.

Chen Dao gave him a glance and said bluntly, "If you want to die, you might as well just say it outright; there's no need to beat around the bush seeking death!"

At this, the Medicine King's expression changed slightly, and he immediately fell silent.

After checking the pulse, Ye Ling then pried open the Southern Border King's mouth.

As the Southern Border King's mouth opened, the strange smell grew even stronger.

"Who has been in charge of the Southern Border King's food and drink daily?"

The indifferent voice of Ye Ling resounded.

The Medicine King's expression shifted, but he still stiffly said, "Since the Southern Border King returned severely wounded, I have been the one looking after him!"