Bai Haotian drank his troubles away, while Jin Peng’s eyes kept darting to his left arm.
Bai Haotian’s left arm hung limply, his movements extremely awkward. He couldn't even lift a wine glass.
This was the arm Ling Tian had shattered into a comminuted fracture previously.
“Haotian, are you just going to let this go? This isn’t the Bai Haotian I know!”
Seeing Bai Haotian’s miserable state, Jin Peng suddenly felt that his own family’s losses were insignificant compared to Bai Haotian’s.
What was a few hundred million in losses? The Jin family’s business made a fortune daily anyway.
What was the loss of Luo Yonghao? The Jin family would find a replacement sooner or later; this was just an acceleration of the process.
Compared to Bai Haotian, who was now disabled and had nearly lost his life, he considered himself very fortunate.
“What if I don’t let it go? That person is a divine doctor and a martial arts master!
None of my men could defeat him! Damn it!”
The mere mention of Ling Tian ignited an uncontrollable rage within Bai Haotian.
Especially now, as Bai Haotian had learned through certain channels that his father, Bai Guanghai, was receiving treatment from Ling Tian.
Bai Guanghai had kept this from Bai Haotian. Bai Guanghai knew his son’s petty nature all too well.
If his son knew he intended to have another child through treatment and replace him, who knew what that unfilial descendant might do in his fury.
However, Bai Guanghai had underestimated Bai Haotian, and his son had still found out about it secretly.
But for Bai Haotian, it was merely knowing; he was powerless. After all, his father was no pushover, and Bai Haotian couldn’t change anything about him.
“Your family isn’t short on money. Why not hire some famous assassins from abroad?” Jin Peng fanned the flames from the side.
“Brother, you don’t understand. My subordinates are all martial artists, trained fighters who have taken lives. Foreign assassins would only run for their lives against them!
Hiring foreign assassins would just be sending them to their deaths!
I wish I could drink his blood, eat his flesh, and skin him alive!” Bai Haotian said through gritted teeth.
Jin Peng’s eyes darted, and an idea struck him.
“Brother Bai, if you’re talking about masters, I actually know one.
This guy is absolutely a master among masters. How good is he? Let me put it this way: the strongest few of my men couldn’t last three moves against him.
If you can get him to act, you’ll surely be able to kill your enemy and avenge yourself!”
“Really, Brother Jin? Please introduce me!” Bai Haotian’s eyes lit up.
Bai Haotian knew very well how capable the people in the Jin family were. Someone who could defeat them in less than three moves was definitely a master of masters!
Perhaps, with this person’s intervention, Ling Tian would be utterly annihilated.
Unexpectedly, Jin Peng smiled and shook his head.
“Brother, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but people with such abilities also have big tempers.
We in the Jin family treat this master as an honored guest, even more respectfully than our own family’s venerated elders!
Moreover, this person is rather reclusive and never shows a good face to strangers!”
“What can be done then?” Bai Haotian sighed.
“Brother Bai, how about this: I’ll go talk to him about this matter and see what his requirements are.
As long as he agrees to this, it doesn’t matter if you get to meet him.”
“Yes, yes, Brother Jin, you’re right!” Bai Haotian nodded repeatedly.
“Wait for me, I’ll make a call!”
Under Bai Haotian’s expectant gaze, Jin Peng turned and left.
It took about half an hour before Jin Peng returned, staggering slightly.
“Brother Jin Peng, how did it go? Did the master agree?”
“Heh heh, Brother Bai, the result is quite good. Originally, the master was unwilling, but after my repeated persuasion, he finally agreed.
However, masters don’t act for free, and their price is quite high…”
“Brother Jin Peng, just name your price. Our Bai family isn’t short of money!”
“Alas, the price is a bit high!”
“It’s fine, we’re not short of money!”
“That master is asking for thirty million!”
“Pfft!” Bai Haotian, who had just taken a sip of wine, spat it out upon hearing the price.
He looked at Jin Peng with some annoyance, feeling that Jin Peng was treating him like a fat sheep to be fleeced.
Then, he saw Jin Peng looking rather embarrassed.
“Brother, there’s nothing I can do. That master demands this price. If I’m lying to you, I’m a dog!”
In reality, the master Jin Peng mentioned only asked for ten million; the remaining twenty million was Jin Peng’s markup.
The Jin family’s private vault had been stolen by Ling Tian twice, and his own private vault had also been emptied by Ling Tian, resulting in losses of twenty to thirty million.
Now that such an opportunity had presented itself with a gullible fool, how could a smart person like Jin Peng let it pass?
His innocent act had indeed fooled Bai Haotian.
“Brother Bai, I know his price is excessive. Perhaps we should just drop it.
It’s not that I’m not helping you, but they’re asking for too much…”
Jin Peng decided to retreat to advance. This further dispelled Bai Haotian’s wariness.
“Don’t say any more, Brother Bai. I told you, we’re not short of money.
Please tell that master that as long as he can kill that Ling Tian and help me vent my anger, money is not a problem!”
“Alright, how about this: originally, the master required full payment upfront.
I’ll talk to him, and you can pay twenty million as a deposit first. After the job is done, you can pay the remaining ten million.”
Bai Haotian pondered for a moment. Taking out so much money at once also hurt his heart. Crucially, Bai Guanghai couldn’t know about this, so he had to pay out of his own pocket.
“Alright, I’ll go raise the money immediately!”
…
Ling Tian practiced his cultivation for three days. Now, when Ling Tian practiced the Blazing Sun Art, his body temperature could reach nearly 50 degrees Celsius.
What did this temperature mean? If one’s hand were immersed in water at this temperature for an extended period, it could cause burns.
Through these days of cultivation, Ling Tian also discovered that his control over the fire-attribute true essence within his body had become more refined and adept.
One day, Ling Tian received a message from the elder, asking him to visit. Ling Tian immediately drove to Wang Chunfeng’s place.
“Grandpa, I’ve come to pay my respects. Is there anything you need me to do?”
Wang Chunfeng looked at his grandson-in-law and liked him more and more.
“Ling Tian, there’s something. In Wangjiazhuang, there’s a clinic. When villagers get sick, they basically go there for diagnosis first.
The current attending physician at the clinic is getting old and wants to retire.
You should also know that a clinic really needs a highly skilled doctor to be in charge.
This is a rural area, and even if I offer a very high salary, no high-level doctor is willing to come…”